C4239 The Bottleneck of the Martial Saint Realm

"Lu Yu, are you alright?" Wei Mengting glanced at Lu Yu and frowned slightly.

At this moment, Lu Yu's body was surrounded by strange images. The phoenix was circling around his body, and his blood was surging. He was still digesting the power of the holy medicine.

"I will need at least an hour to recover."

Lu Yu closed his eyes and sealed his six senses