舌尖轻刷过颤抖的花蕊

Is that the eternal divine blood? Ji Ning stared at the fist-sized drop of blood suspended in the distance. He had never thought that the pressure of a drop of blood could be forced to such an extent. He had also felt the original sword intention contained in the 'Eternal Divine Weapon' It was so high and mighty, but for the first time, he felt trembling....