"One sword, break the sky!" Without thinking too much, Gu Fenghua threw the Vermilion Qin back to the storage bracelet and slashed out with another sword.
With the Pure Land of Spiritual Mind, the two first roots of the Holy Spirit have grown from a weak grass to a towering tree. The recovery speed of her holy energy is several times higher than that of other saints of the same level. In just a moment,
A lot of recovery has been made.
Without hesitation or looking back, Gu Fenghua gave his all his strength as soon as he made a move. The deity was sealed in the Zitian Prison and could not pass through the cracks in the barrier. As long as she wiped out the blood mist clone in front of her, she could escape safely.
Unfortunately, no matter how fast her holy energy recovers, it is impossible to recover to its best state in such a short time. The sword light fell, and the beast-shaped condensed by the blood mist flashed violently, and became a little more illusory, but
It didn't dissipate at all. With a roar, he opened his bloody mouth and rushed towards him with his sharp claws.
Gu Fenghua smiled bitterly. This sword consumed all the holy energy that she had finally condensed. The last few defensive necklaces had long been broken into pieces. The demon wood tripod's power was not yet available in the short term.
The demon plant's spiritual energy was exhausted and he was unable to fight again. The little bear cub and the little fox were still sleeping, so he would definitely not be able to help. Of course, even if they were not sleeping, they faced the blood mist clone condensed by the art of the divine beast's blood sacrifice.
It may not be of any effect.
By the way, there is also a magic sword in his hand that you can count on. As long as it is willing to unsheath again, it should not be a problem to cut through the blood fog beast in front of it. Unfortunately, Gu Fenghua knew that this was just his luxury.
Instead of placing your hope on it, it is better to wipe your neck more happily.
Gu Fenghua pulled out a slender golden needle and was about to stab it in the middle of his eyebrows.
At present, only the golden needle pricking soul can stimulate potential and quickly restore the holy energy to improve combat power. However, the golden needle pricking soul will have to endure the boundless huge pain, and even the soul will be completely torn apart. The most important thing is
Yes, after the time limit for the first time of the golden needle pricking soul, she will be completely exhausted and it will take a long time to recover. During this period, she will not even have the chance to commit suicide. If she cannot defeat the blood mist clone in one fell swoop, she will only
Can watch yourself to pieces in that endless pain.
Thinking of the terrible consequences, her heart trembled slightly, but her finger holding the golden needle was still extremely calm. She had no choice at all during the time of life and death.
The huge beast shadow completely enveloped her, and the sharp beast claws raised high. Gu Fenghua gritted his teeth and stabbed the golden needle straight down.
"Looking for death!" A roar rang out in the air.
Another crack was torn open in the space, and a giant dragon full of black scales flew down. A young man stood at his brother, and his heroic and strong face was full of anger.
A sword light, with his endless anger, slashed out with the force of opening the sky and slashing the earth.
"Yun Ji!" The golden needle in Gu Fenghua's hand stopped, and tears of joy flashed in his eyes.
He finally came, and appeared next to her again at the most critical moment!
Although the sharp beast claws had reached her body and could even feel the icy coldness, her heart became extremely peaceful.
The sword light fell, and the beast-shaped condensed by blood mist was actually cut into two and a half.
A panic scream came from the cracks in the barrier.