As Li Hao's seventh needle pierced Mo Tianxing's head, the seven jade needles seemed to have formed a strange array in Mo Tianxing's body. Spiritual power flowed in his body.
Wherever this spiritual power passed, it was like a spring breeze. The injured and aging meridians, flesh, internal organs, and so on in Mo Tianxing's body were revitalized at this moment.
It was like a withered tree returning to spring.
Mo Tianxing's body actually trembled at this moment.
BOOM!
At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from Mo Tianxing's body. It was shocking.
Mo Tianxing, who had fainted with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them again. There was a glint in Mo Tianxing's eyes.
"Tang Wanshan! Why are you here?"
Mo Tianxing looked at the two people in front of him and naturally understood that the person in front of him had saved him. He recognized one of them. It was his old friend, Tang Wanshan.
