"Immortal Marrow Pond?" Yimo called out in shock. Then, she asked in disbelief "Would that old guy be nice? He definitely took it already."
Zhen Bingyu was very excited and shook her head "Not necessarily. Mu Wushuang is already immortal emperor peak stage. If he wants to increase his power, it's not as simple as stacking up resources. The immortal marrow pond is useful to him but not as important as we think."
"Regardless sister Bingyu, why don't we go there and see first." Yimo's eyes were gleaming with light.
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At this moment, Ye Mo was frowning to an ordinary grass. He had been searching for three days in this small heaven domain. He felt there was this calling.
Ye Mo carefully checked the grass patch before him and couldn't see anything. It seemed he could only call small ginseng over. Small ginseng had a natural instinct to natural formation.
