"This ... This is too terrifying ..."
Fuxi and the lingmei clone were dumbfounded and their scalps went numb. Their three views had been completely subverted.
One had to know that other people would take millions of years to successfully refine Saint Emperor Mystic fat.
During this process, he would have to consume a huge amount of energy and energy.
Chen Xiaobei, on the other hand, had successfully concocted it in a short period of time. It seemed that other than energy, he had not used up any other energy.
This was even more heaven-defying than cheating!
"No... This gift is too expensive ... I can't take it ..." He said.
Fuxi was overwhelmed by the favor.
He was a mere Saint King. Under normal circumstances, he didn't even have the right to touch half a drop of the Saint Emperor Mystic resin.
Furthermore, there were 800 drops of Saint Emperor Mystic resin in front of him.
It really made his heart jump and he couldn't live in peace.
