The desolate and ancient killing intention came towards him. He seemed to have passed through time and space and returned to the legendary ancient battlefield. Instinctive uneasiness surged into his heart again. His hair was standing upright, and his back was instantly soaked in cold sweat.
"Let's go, go quickly!" Zong Zhengmingyang was so scared that his face was pale, and he shouted again. While escaping desperately, he quickly circulated the holy energy and laid a layer of Qi shield outside his body.
"Kala!" His reaction was not slow. If he had changed his usual practice and wanted to escape, he might not be able to keep him if his cultivation level was one or two levels higher than him. But unfortunately, he met today
It was the holy pattern of Cangchen. Just a thunderous crack sound was heard, and the qi shield that was quickly laid out was broken through it.
A tent of blood exploded from behind, and golden lights spread out. Zong Zhengmingyang staggered in the air and took a few steps forward, then flew down like a kite with broken strings.
"Master!" Affected by the remaining power of the Holy Pattern, several disciples were also seriously injured and sprayed a mouthful of blood at the same time. However, seeing that the master was injured more severely, they did not care about their injuries and flew away at the same time and caught them.
Zong Zheng Mingyang.
"Let's go..." Zong Zhengming's yang energy was as pale as paper, and he said in a trembling voice that only a few disciples could hear.
Several disciples looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and suddenly made a handprint.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the holy soul bead behind them exploded at the same time.
And their faces, which were pale due to serious injuries, quickly recovered as usual.
In order to heal the injuries and temporarily improve their strength, they actually exploded the Holy Soul Pearl at the same time!
"Let's go!" The disciple in the leader held Zong Zhengmingyang and continued to flee abroad. The others followed behind him, but the speed was a little faster than before.
"I didn't expect that this person is despicable, so he is loyal to these disciples." Zhong Li Zheng, Weng Yuanming and others chased after him for a few steps, then stopped quickly and said with emotion.
Although their cultivation level is much higher than that of the disciples of Zong Zheng Mingyang, the other party did not hesitate to explode the Holy Soul Pearl to force the strength, but they could not catch up with it.
"If you escape, just run away, it's no big deal." Gu Fenghua breathed a sigh of relief and said distractedly.
The cultivation level of the seventh-level Emperor Mingyang Emperor is definitely not a weak person. The tricks of actions and the vicious methods make her feel even more afraid. If he really escapes from the Stargazing City safely, there will be endless troubles.
Fortunately, although Cangchen Holy Width's last blow could take his life, it obviously hurt him very much. It is probably difficult to save his cultivation.
So, although Zong Yangmingyang was finally allowed to escape, Gu Fenghua was not worried at all. Thinking of the old guy's fate, he even secretly felt pity.
That is a powerful man of the seventh grade of the Emperor Saint. If he ends up losing all his cultivation, he is worse than to die.
"Sir, are you okay?" Weng Yuanming noticed that Gu Fenghua's face was obviously pale, and there was deep fatigue in his eyes, and he asked worriedly.
As Luo Enen and others guessed, Cangchen Holy Width's spiritual power had not been fully restored. Every time he took action just now, he almost consumed all of it. The first time he took action, he even consumed the holy energy in her body.
Two cleans.
If it were someone else, it would be difficult to recover in just a few months. However, as the fourth innate holy root continues to grow, the recovery speed of her holy energy has become much faster, so there is no need to worry too much.