The body-protecting energy is circulating, and the resurrected person holds the cloud halberd in his hand, murmuring in a low voice, and the clear eyes flowing in his eyes.
At this moment, I had already recognized the identity of the person in the painting.
Immediately afterwards.
His eyes fell on Ji Changfeng again.
"Little guy, your trump card is indeed not bad, but this method will not hurt me at all.
Make a deal! Give me the scroll magic weapon in your hand and the people in the painting."
"I... allow you to leave with the demon clan!"
The words seem to be negotiated are actually unquestionable.
At this moment when he recognized the person in the painting, his interest in the others present suddenly decreased greatly.
After tens of thousands of years of resurrection, my own cultivation level has fallen too seriously.
Even if you swallow all the power of everyone present, at best, you can restore your cultivation level to the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Period, or even the Mahayana Period.
And so many powers of existence are complicated and impure.
It is of course useful, but it depends on what to compare with.