"Bang!" Mo Wuji was once again sent flying by the Six-footed Lightning Crocodile, but this time, he did not get back up. After sending Mo Wuji flying off, the lightning crocodile also slumped to the ground, never to rise again.
Mo Wuji sighed in his heart. With just one or two more lightning strikes, he might be able to open his third meridian.
Unfortunately, his body was too weak, and he could no longer carry on.
If the surrounding people knew that Mo Wuji was complaining that his body was too weak, they would probably strangle him. In actuality, ever since Mo Wuji opened his first meridian, his body was tempered under the lightning lake, which caused his physical strength to be above average. If not for that, he would not have lasted for so long.
"Swallow this spiritual pill," an indifferent voice sounded in Mo Wuji's ear. Mo Wuji looked around but he did not see anyone near him who might have been speaking to him.
