C1870 Like a Dragon or a Flying Dragon

Facing the dense and endless vine attacks, coupled with the suppression of the soul, Lu Xintong felt that it was getting harder and harder for her to hold on, even though she could still hold on at this moment. But if this continued, she would die of exhaustion sooner or later.

"I can't go on like this." Lu Xintong's face turned serious and she gritted her teeth. Like a lily-white hand