Bai Yan's eyes narrowed.
this old man should have taken a medicinal pill. his original strength had not reached the level of a high-level profound deity.
Unfortunately,
Bai Yan smirked coldly. don't forget. I'm an Alchemist. I was the one who cured Ji qingge of her illness.
What?
Elder Gu raised his head in shock and looked at this beautiful face. His old face was pale.
Bai Yan instantly took out a pill from the storage room. She raised her hand and crushed the pill. At this moment, it was as if there was a green gas floating in the air, slowly entering the tip of old Gu's nose.
Old Gu's face changed.
Because Yingluo
He could clearly feel that the power he had just used the pill to increase was disappearing. In just a moment, he had already fallen from high-level Mystic God to mid-level Mystic God.
"how is this possible?"
Old Gu's heart was shaken, and his eyes were finally filled with panic.