The Wind Vortex Ring creaked.
It seemed like it would shatter at any moment.
The consumption of origin power/energy was even more terrifying to the extreme.
The high-grade defensive magic item was like a giant beast that was constantly crazily absorbing the origin power/energy in Su Mo's body.
However, he had no way to cut off the supply.
Once it was interrupted, it would be the end.
However, even if they tried their best to supply it.
With his small puddle that was not even level 4.
Soon, it would be completely drained.
At that time, it would still be a game over.
At this moment, Su Mo was facing an unprecedented danger.
Regardless of whether it was the evil saint token.
And it was a large number of skills.
Or a high-grade offensive magic item.
It was all useless.
However, in this seemingly hopeless situation.
However, Su Mo saw the only ray of hope:
[Item: Activity-type zombie named Zhao Wuji]
