Seeing the spiritual power all over Split Sky skyrocketing, the expressions of the three Jindan monks suddenly changed. They kept waving the magic weapons in their hands, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Seeing this, a smile flashed across Gu Qingling's dark eyes, and she pointed at the three golden elixir monks: "Splitting the Sky is so powerful! After so many beatings, nothing happened at all!"
The corner of Jiang Yanzhou's mouth twitched. As time went by, he became more and more anxious. After all, their actions made a lot of noise.
At the moment, the three Golden Core Stage monks have not chosen to attack them, which is a good thing and a bad thing. No matter how powerful Split Sky is, if it wants to deal with three Golden Core Stage monks at the same time, there will eventually be a time when it becomes weak.
And the speed at which he absorbs spiritual power will also slow down, so he must find a way to help it!
Thinking of this, Jiang Yanzhou and Gu Tan looked at each other. The two of them had a tacit understanding. One took out the array plate, the other held the Dzi Bead in his hand, and attacked the three Golden Core monks without hesitation!
Not to be outdone, Gu Qingling threw everything she could take out of the storage bag out, desperately trying to delay their impact on Split Sky as much as possible.
At this moment, she suddenly felt a chill on her back, as if she was being stared at by some poisonous snake, and the biting chill slowly spread from the soles of her feet upwards.
"I didn't expect that you little mice almost ruined my good deeds."
Both Gu Qingling and Gu Mingzhu froze, then turned their heads suddenly. Outside the light translucent barrier, Pan Fengying, with an enchanting figure and a charming smile on his face, slowly walked towards them.
Her eyes were white, with veins popping out at the end of her eyes, and her two canine teeth were thick, long and sharp, sticking out of her lips, glowing with a cold light.
Gu Mingzhu's eyes suddenly turned red. She almost stumbled back subconsciously, clutched Gu Qingling's sleeves, and said in a crying voice: "Auntie..."
Gu Qingling frowned, her face full of vigilance: "She is not your aunt, she is the Mirror Demon!"
The real Pan Fengying has probably been annihilated long ago. What appears in front of her now is just a physical body controlled by the mirror demon.
Behind the mirror demon was Mo Wang, his eyebrows were unruly, his gaze fell on the Sky-Splitting Sword that was absorbing spiritual power crazily, the corners of his crimson lips curled up slightly, revealing a wicked smile.
"You are really being fooled around by Quehun."
What?
Gu Qingling's expression went blank for a moment, and she blurted out: "What is Quehun?"
Mo Wang shrugged his shoulders and laughed exaggeratedly: "You don't even recognize your sword, do you?"
He means... splitting the sky?
Gu Qingling gritted her teeth and shouted: "You're talking nonsense! Stop trying to sow discord, the genius will not play tricks on us!"
She frantically called out to Split Sky in her mind, wanting it to come out and say something to prove that what the young man in front of her said was wrong and that they were not being played.
But Split Sky became uncharacteristically quiet. No matter how Gu Qingling called or even threatened to break it, there was no response. The sea of consciousness was silent and empty.
The mirror demon cursed fiercely: "Three idiots, what are you still fighting for? Since it is willing to take the initiative to absorb the seal of the spirit gathering formation, let it absorb it! It saves us the trouble of unlocking it ourselves!"
Jiang Yanzhou's heart skipped a beat and his voice trembled slightly: "So the price of absorbing spiritual power is to invalidate the seal? It never told us!"
Gu Qingling stood there blankly, looking up at the cracked sky through the translucent eggshell, her pale pink lips pursed a few times, her eyes were wet, and she spoke with a cry: "Is what he said true?
Split the sky!"
The dark black sword stood firm and motionless, the spiritual power of the spirit gathering formation was devoured wildly, and the black flowing jade flower fully bloomed, almost as beautiful as a demon.
Cheated.
Gu Qingling's mind went blank, and her nose suddenly felt sore. She clenched her hands into fists and bit her lips in disbelief.
Jiang Yanzhou, on the other hand, had exhausted all his spiritual energy and was exhausted. His broken hair on his forehead was wet and stuck to his face. He grabbed Lu Qingling's wrist with his backhand and said dumbly: "Ling'er, calm down! No matter what, we can't let them disturb our minds!"
Gu Tan also echoed: "Yes. No one knows what the outcome will be until the last moment!"
But the two of them were actually very unsure. After all, their journey had been too smooth. Looking back now, it seemed as if the other party was giving in.
Zheng!
Mo Wang pulled out a long sword from behind. The sword was shrouded in black mist, and endless cries could be vaguely heard. He held the hilt of the sword and pressed it down slightly, his eyes full of ridicule curled up: "I've had enough of children's games.
!"
"Before Your Majesty appears, let's use your blood to make a good start!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Huan flashed forward and rushed straight towards him like red lightning. The black mist of the long sword in his hand surged, and he raised his hand and slashed at the translucent eggshell!
Click, click——
Small cracks continued to spread and soon covered half of the eggshell.
Gu Qingling's face turned pale. The magic weapon that could withstand Nascent Soul's blow was shattered by him with just one move?!
The faces of the others were also not pretty. Jiang Yanzhou had quickly protected everyone behind him. He swallowed the entire bottle of spirit-boosting pills, endured the pain caused by the stagnation of spiritual power in his body, and raised his hand to wave a question.
Dzi beads!
"Dinghai, go!"
The sea-blue beads formed a circular barrier and resisted Mo Wang's second sword. But the backlash caused Jiang Yanzhou to cover his chest and spit out a big mouthful of sword.
His eyes were red, and he could barely stand on the ground with the support of Lu Qingling. And there was actually a very fine crack on the Wen Tian Bead.
"You are such a waste for using the divine weapon like this." Mo Wan curled his lips and sneered, revealing a pair of strong white teeth.
He stood up straight again, and under the horrified gazes of several people, he spread out his palm and wiped the blade hard! Blood stains spread, and the dark sword body gradually turned deep red as if it had drunk enough blood, and the strong smell of blood lingered in every room.
Personal nose tip.
"The strong live, the weak die. I am stronger than you, so I kill you, heaven, scripture, earth, righteousness——!"
Boom!
As soon as Mo Huan finished speaking, the spirit-gathering array in the center of the pavilion shattered. The aftermath of the spread crushed the entire pavilion into powder. Several Jindan-stage monks who were closer were unable to avoid it. They vomited blood and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
On the ground.
In the chaos, only Mo Wangbafeng remained unmoved. He flipped his wrist and raised his blood-drinking sword, slashing at them with a crazy smile!
Gu Qingling's eyes suddenly shrank, and at the same moment, a black figure suddenly appeared, blocking the blow!
Mo Yuan laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha! You really can't help but watch her die! Pei Hongdu! You finally showed up, right?!"
Pei Hongdu!?
Gu Qingling felt unbelievable. She stared at Pei Hongdu's expressionless pale side face, tears falling unconsciously, as if the grievances she had felt for so long had an outlet. She cried until her vision was blurred.
