Xia qingchen, who was underground, was bleeding like this precisely because the pressure was too great.
The blood in his body was forced to flow out of his pores under the great pressure, dyeing the nearby soil red.
Cracks as thick as sewing threads could be seen all over his skin, and the bright red flesh could be clearly seen.
Not only his skin, but his bones and bones were also aching.
His entire body was already on the verge of collapsing.
it's only the sixth moon and the pressure is already so great. What about the seventh, eighth and ninth moons? " Xia qingchen's eyes revealed a hint of pain.
Every time he ignited 20% of the star spring's star power, his first Star spring had already been completely ignited, and there was a raging flame inside.
Twenty percent of the second star spring had been lit, leaving only eighty percent.
