Around the surroundings, the guards who were forced to rebel released their bowstrings at the same time, drew out their long swords, and launched a life-and-death battle with their former colleagues and current enemies.
"Master Master!" Before we could reminisce about the past with our grandfather, nor did we have time to take care of the surrounding imperial guards, Gu Fenghua came to Ran Hongxue's side with a quick glance, fed a thousand-worm poisonous pill into his mouth, and at the same time, he transformed one into a plant.
The magical sage was touched to his heart.
At this time, the golden lights on Ran Hongxue were quickly disappearing, and the vitality in her eyes was also quickly dissipating.
The poison caused by Lu Aochen was not fatal, but Ran Hongxue obviously used the soul sacrifice method to burn the power of the holy source, even the power of life, to forcibly stimulate the potential and greatly increase the holy energy to suppress the poison. Only then did he use the holy
Daotian's sword blocked Mu Qingyun and saved Gu Tianci. However, with the power of the holy source and the power of life, his cultivation also turned into a virtual existence, and the poison poured into the meridians and the sea of qi flowed into
In the heart vein.
Gu Fenghua didn't know what poison Lu Aochen was under, and he didn't have any detoxification pills on his body, but she also had the God Transformation Grass and the Thousand Insect Poison Pills given by Luo Changfeng.
The elixir melted and quickly flowed all over his body. The poisonous weeds were covered with a dark and clear color, but soon, it became green again, as if it had been washed by a clear spring. The black air on Ran Hongxue's face faded a lot.
, and the eyes also regained some vitality.
Gu Fenghua was overjoyed and held Ran Hongxue's meridians with one hand and was about to inject holy energy. Looking at this, the dean's life should be preserved. If he immediately protected the Holy Spirit root, he might have a chance to recover his cultivation.
"Don't worry about me, intercept Lu Aochen first!" Ran Hongxue recovered a little strength and shook Gu Fenghua away and said.
"Master, your body is not yet..." Gu Fenghua said. Since the grandfather and all the civil and military officials, the heads of all the families have been rescued, Lu Aochen can no longer cause any storms. In her mind, Ran Hongxue
It is much more important than Lu Aochen.
"The Haotian Sword is still in his hands, hurry up, stop him." Ran Hongxue interrupted her and said firmly.
Gu Fenghua was shocked and then he remembered that the Haotian Sword was still in Lu Aochen's hands. Without the Haotian Sword, the remaining princes would not be able to ascend the throne and become emperor legitimately. One day, Lu Aochen would make a comeback, even if he didn't.
, his descendants will come.
"Go quickly!" Ran Hongxue shouted.
"Stop him!" Gu Fenghua shouted, and took the lead in chasing Lu Aochen, with Luo Enen and others following closely behind.
Lu Aochen was seriously injured and could no longer walk in the air. He could only walk with his legs and run towards the outside of the city. Blood was gushing out, and wherever he passed, there was a mottled blood.
His heart was bleeding again. Only one step away from him, he could ascend to the throne, realize his long-cherished wish of the Yuanlong lineage, and achieve his eternal hegemony, but in the end, he failed.
He didn't want to leave, but he knew that if he didn't leave, he would be completely finished. The Imperial Guard had lost control and he was injured like this. With Mu Qingyun and others, he could not control the situation at all. If he didn't leave, he would definitely die.
The facts also proved this. Fortunately, the Haotian Sword is in his hands. He is the orthodox of the royal family. As long as he is alive, he still has a chance, and he will never give up.
"Kill him, you can't let him snatch the Haotian Sword!" Someone shouted in the crowd.
Hundreds of figures flew out and attacked Lu Aochen.