Nishijou Kurenai leaped anxiously to the ground, looking at Beichuan Si, whose face had turned pale for the first time, and bouncing around in a frenzy.
The muscles in Beichuan Si's arms were like wax, constantly oozing blood and a dark liquid, with a foul stench permeating the air.
"Don't worry," Beichuan Si wanted to gesture, but his hands were in no condition to do so.
Thankfully, there were still more than forty points of death energy remaining, and healing his arms shouldn't be a big problem.
Thinking this, Beichuan Si attached the death energy to his arms and then activated the death energy healing skill.
Strands of black resentment rose from his riddled arms.
While healing his arms, Beichuan Si glanced at Beiyeliang's Spiritual Body that lay on the ground, burning fiercely.
It had to be said that Beiyeliang's Spiritual Body was very resistant to burning.