Zhuang Yu felt mixed feelings, and looked at the stone tower at the end of the world, his eyes became extremely cold.

There is the holy tower where the banker and priests are retreating!

He took out the phantom pendant and pressed it on his chest.

"In the future, I will push you down myself!" Zhuang Yu was extremely solemn.

As soon as he finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously covered his left shoulder with his right hand.

“Huh?”

Zhuang Yu looked down and found that the injury on his left shoulder had completely recovered and he had not even left a scar.

"Brother Zhuang Lei is so spiritual power?"

Zhuang Yu felt confused.

Feeling the remnant of spiritual power on his left shoulder, he looked down at his dantian in confusion.

He always felt that his spiritual power had recovered his injuries.

Shaking his head with a self-deprecating shaking, Zhuang Yu jumped off the roof.
Chapter completed!