Luo Yuxuan's cultivation level is one level lower than Si Liqun, but the injuries on his body are obviously much less than him. This is why. Although Han Qingxue's cultivation level is weaker, it will not be crushed to pieces or even directly transform into nothingness.
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Looking at the ground carefully, a string of blood beads vaguely fell in the direction outside the competition platform, and soon buried in the dust. Gu Fenghua's heart moved, gathered his mind and left. Soon, her eyes were slightly slight.
It lights up.
"I have something to do, leave first." Gu Fenghua said to Luo Enen and others.
"Be careful." Luo Enen and the fat white man, Ye Wuse said in unison.
How could they not see the strangeness in Gu Fenghua's expression? They had guessed something, but the last sword that just slashed at Changsun Luocang had exhausted all the holy energy in their bodies. Gu Fenghua leaned on those innate ones.
The Holy Spirit Root can be recovered, but they cannot recover in such a short time, so they can't help much.
"Do you want me to go?" Ye Yunji asked.
"No need, there should be no danger. Besides, aren't there any other four elders of the Fentian Sect who are here?" Gu Fenghua said, holding Ye Yunji's hand, and smiled relaxedly.
It was already obvious that Ye Yunji was injured. At this time, the competition platform was cleaned up, and the self-destruction power of fighting against Jiuzhou was a little more palpitations. She was even more worried about Ye Yunji's injuries and didn't want him to waste his energy for a little bit of trivial matters.
"Then you pay more attention to it yourself. If there is any danger, come back immediately." Ye Yunji said.
Although when Gu Fenghua encounters danger, he will involuntarily worry about her and worry about her, when he calms down, he still doesn't want to interfere too much in her affairs, and he doesn't want to protect her under his wings at all times
, that would have no benefit to her powerful way.
Besides, with Weng Yuanming and others here, ordinary people really don’t want to hurt Gu Fenghua, and he has nothing to worry about.
Gu Fenghua nodded and quickly left with Weng Yuanming and Fang Yunsong.
Leaving Chengyun Valley, the mountain road became rough again. Gu Fenghua sometimes jumped and ran with all his might, sometimes slowed down, gathered his spiritual thoughts and left, and seemed to be looking for something.
Weng Yuanming and others were secretly curious, but they didn't ask too much. They followed behind them with all their vigilance.
This time, the Chengyun Competition allowed them to see the amazing things of the Sect Master again. With the cultivation of the first-level Emperor Saint and a few companions of the ninth-level Heavenly Saint, they actually defeated the fifth-level Emperor Saint, third-level, and second-level Emperor Saint with their cultivation level.
The powerful team composed of first-grade ranks finally forced the opponent of the fifth-grade Emperor Saint to explode and die. If they had not met Gu Fenghua, they would not have dared to imagine that such a miracle would have happened in the world.
With such a sect leader, even the weakest sect will probably soar into the sky and become a world-renowned powerful sect, let alone the Fentian Sect, which is already profound.
The few people were even more looking forward to the Fentian Sect, and of course they did not dare to let any accidents happen to the Sect Master.
Finally, when he arrived at a narrow valley, Gu Fenghua stopped.
There was a silence like death, and there was not even much vitality. It seemed that all living beings had not yet awakened from the terrifying power of the war Jiuzhou's self-destruction, and were still in silence.