Nangong Liuyun protected Su Luo very well, wrapping her tightly in his arms to avoid the pain of blood surging.
Compared with Su Luo, Bei Chenying and Zi Yan suffered more.
Among the two people, Zi Yan was hit the hardest, but fortunately, she had the arcane elves constantly replenishing her spiritual energy to resist Linghe's attack.
Because of this, even though Zi Yan had bright red blood on the corners of her mouth and nose, she was barely able to hold on to her figure.
The road to becoming stronger has never been a fluke or unearned gain. If you want to absorb the spiritual energy in the spiritual river, you must pay the corresponding price. If you can't even resist Linghe's attacking energy, how can you absorb it
Thinking of this, Su Luo pushed away from Nangong Liuyun's embrace, staring at him with dark eyes: "Let me do it myself."
Her voice was calm, but with an unprecedented firmness.
She knows that the road to the strong, she must go down on her own feet.
Although there was disapproval and reluctance in Nangong Liuyun's eyes, there was still a hint of admiration and relief in his eyes. A faint smile appeared on his unparalleled face, and his voice was sweet: "Then you have to be careful."
"I can bear it." Su Luo nodded coldly. Zi Yan can personally resist this impact, does she have to hide in Nangong Liuyun's arms
"Okay." Nangong Liuyun let go of her hand reluctantly.
After leaving the embrace of Nangong Liuyun, the violent impact immediately surrounded Su Luo!
Su Luo seemed to be in the midst of the clamor of the raging waves, and the thin body was constantly being smashed and rolled. The momentum of this Linghe was much more dangerous than the night when Su Luo was in the East China Sea.
Su Luo's body was beaten by countless huge waves, but at this moment Su Luo was sitting with her legs crossed, her eyes closed, her face was as pale as paper, her original red lips were bloodless, and she could see from her clenched teeth. It can be seen that at this time, she is suffering unprecedented pain.
But even so, Su Luo still bit her lower lip tightly and endured the severe pain without uttering a word, but in the midst of this pain, a steady stream of spiritual power penetrated into Su Luo's body quickly through her body.
The spirit of the Spirit River is simply not available on the mainland. If there were, it would be possible to produce masters below the tenth rank in batches. It is only in this mysterious realm of Youlong that such a heaven-defying opportunity exists.
The spiritual energy in the spiritual river has an extremely powerful nourishing effect on the strong, and it is easier to absorb and convert into spiritual energy than the ink-colored spar. The only downside is that its aura is too violent. However, if it is not restrained, it will have a violent impact on the meridians of the human body.
Within the maximum range of physical strength, whoever persists for longer will get more benefits.
At this moment, Su Luo truly thanked her beautiful master.
I don't know if Master Rong Yun is a god. Before entering the mysterious realm of Youlong, he forcibly raised Su Luo's body strength to the ninth order. It is precisely because of this that the benefits that Su Luo will get in this spiritual river are also increasing. obvious.
According to Su Luo's previous physical strength, now Su Luo would not even be able to cry, because her physical strength was too weak before, and she was afraid that she would be defeated when she didn't even have a cup of tea. Wouldn't it be like entering Baoshan and returning empty
While Su Luo was rejoicing in her heart, she gradually let go and entered a state of ecstasy.