But even so, the restriction of heaven and earth was as stable as a rock and there was no sign of breaking it.
Time passed without realizing it. Gu Fenghua was completely selfless. I don’t know how long it had passed. She only knew that her divine consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, and Ye Yunji was not much better than her. The runes were all
It began to become dull.
If this continues, they are destined to be unable to regain the holy spirit. Not only will Lu Linfeng die, but he will also be doomed and regretted it.
If it were someone else, in such a desperate situation, she would have been afraid, worried, and her mind was in chaos, but Gu Fenghua was calm and insisted on condensed into a series of seals - of course, she had no other choice except persistence.
Suddenly, a force surged into Lu Linfeng's heart like a flood that broke through the dike.
This power is so dark, so deep, full of the breath of killing, as if it wants to destroy everything in the world!
This is... Gu Fenghua was suddenly shocked.
She could feel that this power also came from Ye Yunji, but how could there be such a dark power on him? The murderous aura even made her feel palpitations.
There was not much time to think about it, the next moment, all the runes shone brightly, as if they were being tricked by an invisible big hand, and strong shapes formed into an extremely profound talisman array.
"Buzz..." With a pleasant and soft sound, the restriction of heaven and earth broke open, and Gu Fenghua's divine thoughts were tightly wrapped by the power of darkness and poured into the holy soul.
So, Gu Fenghua felt the terrifying power even more truly.
At this moment, she fell into an endless abyss again, which was the abyss of death and the abyss of killing.
A strange picture appeared in front of you: the vast sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, the ancient earth was silent, and desolate. Around, countless corpses fell on the ground, broken limbs and broken blades scattered everywhere, and blood gathered into the river.
It gradually dried up and solidified, but it still emitted disgusting blood.
Is this tragic scene the legendary ancient battlefield? No, no, this is clearly the tragic battlefield of the supreme heaven!
Although those corpses were incomplete and had already disappeared, Gu Fenghua could still feel the intimidating momentum that only top powers had. This was impossible in Wuji Shengtian. In that corpse had long been broken
On the sword, she could still feel the unique spiritual charm of the artifact. Even if it was damaged like this, the spiritual charm contained in it was no worse than the peak artifact of Wuji Shangtian. How could it be possible except for the ethereal Supreme Heaven?
Such a magical artifact appeared?
The whistling wind came from the sky - no, it was not the wind, it was the wail of the spirit of the weapon, the unwilling roar of the strong. The remnant soul had not dissipated, and the endless murderous intent gathered together, which was enough to make anyone feel cold and full of souls.
Scattered.
However, Gu Fenghua was not afraid or worried, because she could still feel Ye Yunji's familiar warmth. With him, how could she be afraid or worried?
An old man with hair and beard and hair were covered in blood, but still as majestic as a god, looked from afar. Although his eyes were a little harsh, he was still more pity. On him, Gu Fenghua seemed to see his grandfather.
Suddenly, dozens of extremely sharp sword shadows slashed through the world and fell on the old man.
The old man roared and sprinkled thousands of blood, turning into a huge phantom and disappeared between heaven and earth. His kind eyes seemed to have never disappeared, and he still stared at him from afar.