C61 The Blood Essence of a Flood Dragon(1)

Gu Ning held the Green Yuan Sword in his left hand and the rusted sword in his right hand. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his expression was somewhat ferocious.

With Gu Ning's current strength and inner energy, even if he was running with a huge cauldron that weighed a few hundred kilograms, his breathing would still be in disorder. But now, Gu Ning looked like he was exhausted