Jiang Zhong immediately raised another question after seeing his doubts: "These ghostly figures, their cultivation is not low, this..."
"Old Jiang, you see their steps are very heavy. We martial artists have light steps. It's obvious that those people don't have any cultivation," Xiaobao instinctively looked through the gaps at the people slowly approaching.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhong's eyes suddenly lit up, but the next moment he worriedly said, "If they are ordinary people, there's no problem, but the spiritual power output is heavily consumed, and I don't know how long we can sustain it."
Li Xiaobao discarded the cigarette butt and directly took out several bottles of Spiritual Spring, handing them to Jiang Zhong: "With enough Spiritual Spring, how long can you sustain?"
Seeing those bottles of Spiritual Spring, Jiang Zhong's worries were swept away, and he said with a joyful expression, "If we have enough Spiritual Spring, we can naturally perform infinitely."
