"you ~" Meng Yu points to Mo ran. He is so angry that he can't even speak, and Mo ran doesn't give him a chance.

"what? disagree? Well, if I kill you and take your God, I can recover some. " Mo ran said coldly.

"wait ~" Meng Yu sighed in horror, "OK, you ask."

"that's pretty much the same." Mo ran curled his mouth and disdained to ask, "first, what is the spirit of this world?"

looking at Mo ran, who is covered with blood, and his strength, Meng Yu dare not hide something, and answered honestly.

"the spirit of heaven and earth in tianwu can't be absorbed directly....