"What?" Chen Tianming doubts.

"holy, holy liquid!" Another wizard bowed his head and said respectfully.

"holy liquid?" Chen Tianming pulled out the cork, sniffed it with his nose, and a strong musk overflowed from the bottle mouth, which made his mind clear.

"what's the function?" Chen Tianming asked immediately.

"this bottle of holy sage is the root of a sacred tree. The essence of a thousand years produces only one drop, so that human power can instantly increase by two times." The Dark Wizard lowered his head and couldn't help peeping at Chen Tianming. He wanted to guess his mood from the expression on Chen Tianming's face.

"double?" Chen Tianming...