Fortune in Disaster

Su Zimo was a little dazed and drowsy.

He could vaguely sense that something seemed to have happened to the Dragon Rider commander. The latter let out a tragic cry and went silent thereafter.

"How could this be?"

"What happened?"

"Is that Dragon Rider commander dead?"

Su Zimo's mind was in a mess.

The power of the Sword of Misfortune had already broken through the defense of the Creation Lotus Platform.

The black-haired Essence Spirit was filled with the strange power of the black spider silk and his lifeforce was decreasing rapidly.

The Creation Green Lotus was motionless and its lifeforce was weak.

Right then, an extremely majestic lifeforce surged into his body and was actually healing his injuries continuously.

Even the dark and cold power of the Sword of Misfortune could not block that tremendous lifeforce!

Initially, Su Zimo's black-haired Essence Spirit was already on the brink of death.