The blood spring

&Quot; don't worry. I said I won't move, so I won't move. You just have to attack! &Quot;

Chen Xiaobei smiled, as if he had everything under control.

"Hmph! You're still acting tough!"

Upon seeing this, mo Luo Wutian spat out a mouthful of blood and said furiously, " "Although I don't know how you managed to subdue the demonic imprint! However, the demonic mark can only be used once a day!"

&Quot; don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and do it. I'm in a hurry! &Quot; Chen Xiaobei urged impatiently.

In fact, Chen Xiaobei did not care about mo Luo Wu Tian at all. However, he should not stay here for too long. If he stayed too long, he might attract the attention of Dao ancestor Hong Jun.

Although Hongjun could not predict Chen Xiaobei's future, he could predict the future of Molo Wutian. If Molo Wutian was in danger, there was a high chance that Hongjun would come and check on him personally.