Divine Soul Pill Emp

Qīngfēng Zhèn everyone is sighing, it's really a flower blooming on manure!,Qin Lang's eyes lit up. The crimson four-clawed fire dragon in his mind was undoubtedly his own martial soul, but at this moment, the fire dragon was extremely faint, and its soul power was very weak.,If it weren't for saving Ye Keqing's life, every day would pour the condensed soul power into his own. How could his soul power be so weak!。