Chapter 1192 - Fighting a Rank Three True God
In front of Zhao Feng, many precious metal-type cultivating resources were floating. If not for the fact that Zhao Feng's Little World was concealing them, any expert who saw these resources would probably try to take them for themselves.
Bzzzz!
Zhao Feng absorbed the medicinal energy in these materials and allowed them to circulate through his Sacred Power, pouring them into the whirlpool of Sacred Light. At a certain moment, the golden-colored region of the Zhao Feng's five-colored Sacred Power Whirlpool began to shine with dazzling radiance.
Boom! Hisss!
