used some kind of magic to temporarily boost his strength."You don't need to know, you just need to know, you are about to die..."Ning Zhi coldly looked at Chen Ping, his aura beginning to rise menac..."Hmph, you're just a second-rank martial god, and you dare to resist me Don't even think you're qualified."ian said.“If those seven black silver robes were defeated, should we make a move”Ning Zhi asked."No, your current task is to increase your strength as quickly as possible. It won't be long before it c...