บท 740: Chapter 740: Battling the Nine-winged Black Hawk - Part 2

Chirp!

The Nine-winged Black Hawk let out a furious cry and soared into the sky, staking everything on a single desperate attempt.

In an instant, an overwhelming pressure, like a fierce gust of wind and heavy rainstorm, descended upon White Mitchell.

Boom, boom, boom...

Merely after one round, White Mitchell's legs sank directly into the ground and his entire face turned extremely red.

At this moment, he felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders. The endless pressure was so intense that he could hardly breathe.

However, White Mitchell showed no sign of resistance.

Because, underneath this force, he felt a strange sensation.

Right now, his body felt like a pressure cooker, the greater the external pressure, the faster his inner strength circulated within.

Gradually, White Mitchell noticed that the medicinal power of the Spirit Pill, which he hadn't had time to refine before, started to show signs of refinement under this pressure.