"What a pity, using some means having less. Such usage is truly too wasteful."
The Six-fingered Divine Demon immediately showed a deep sense of frustration and extreme anger on his face.
The Double-Pupil Taoist's thoughts shifted slightly, and the Six-fingered Divine Demon uncontrollably flew towards the golden star once again.
Meanwhile, the golden Immortal Blood uncontrollably gushed out from his body.
His brows furrowed even deeper as he glanced at his own body and shook his head slightly:
"Still need a real body after all."
His gaze swept across the surroundings, as with the disappearance of Yao Wudi, the escape of Wang Ba and Wu Monkey King, the speed of the bone seeds quietly slowed down again.
The speed at which the Immortal Blood around was being drawn also subsequently fell.
Thinking for a moment, he rose to Yu Wuheng's side, his gaze swept over Yu Wuheng's abdomen, and he could not help but frown slightly:
"Not enough..."
