C316 The ghost god of jinshu ghost prison(part iii)

Sixth fifteen drops, seventh fifteen drops, eighth fifteen drops!

It had to be said that Changmen Niepo had truly meant it, and at the same time, he had calculated it accurately. By the eighth time, he really couldn't refine the last wisp of energy anymore. Even though there was still a sliver of energy left in his dantian, he would not be able to refine it.

"Is it my limit?" Evidently