C746 Metaplastic Regeneration

As soon as she finished her sentence, Bing Lishen pointed her big hand at Zhen Yinjian. Immediately, endless clouds of cloud in the sky condensed into a mass of black substance. The black threads of material actually began to form a black spear in the air. The black spear was ten feet long, and the spearhead was a bright silver. Its entire body was shining with a black light