C522 New Pressure

Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng slightly raised his hand, and the true essence in his body flowed like a small stream. A wisp of milky white true essence tightly wrapped around the Soul Raising Grass in front of him. When these Soul Raising Grass were thrown into the Profound Sun Furnace in front of him, With a thought, Qin Feng snapped his fingers, and in an instant..