Zhong Lingxiu put aside her desperate mood, forced herself to motivate her spirit, and forced her to condense the holy energy to protect her whole body. After calming down, she recalled Gu Fenghua's words just now and their calm eyes, and suddenly she felt a little strange.
Hold on to it again, what does this mean? Does Gu Fenghua have a way to escape from difficulties? But in this abyss of heaven and in the face of this violent turbulent turbulent wind, I am afraid that the envoy will be helpless. What can Gu Fenghua do?
Even if they grit their teeth and persevere, how long can they last?
Subconsciously, Zhong Lingxiu looked into the distance and saw that the closed space crack was pausing for a moment as the sword of the Tianji Holy Lord slashed out, and then it began to slowly close again.
Could it be that they are waiting for the space crack to be completely closed? However, even if the space crack is completely closed, it may be difficult for the abyss of heaven to recover peace for a while. How unlucky are they still in danger?
After thinking about it, Zhong Lingxiu couldn't think of an answer. The only thing she could do was to take care of what Fenghua said, constantly persisting, persisting. However, no matter how hard she tried, or even burning the power of the holy source at all costs, she also
I could only guard the key points everywhere on my body, but could not stabilize my body, and continued to drift to the depths of the heavenly abyss with the violent turbulent wind...
Finally, the space crack was completely closed. Zhong Lingxiu suddenly felt relieved, and then she realized: Although the Holy Lord Tianji did not move after slashing out the sword, he did not let them go, and still found out his divine thoughts.
He paid attention to their movements. It was not until this time that he probably decided that they would die that he truly left.
"Okay." Gu Fenghua's voice of relief came from his ears.
What's better? Zhong Lingxiu was puzzled again, but she didn't have doubts for too long.
Just as Gu Fenghua opened his mouth, a strange light flashed in front of him. A huge magic weapon with a graceful shape that looked like a ship but a ship appeared in front of him. A series of turbulent winds passed by the solid hull and burst out brilliant Mars.
But only shallow scars were left.
Flying boats across the clouds! Zhong Lingxiu's eyes lit up and she almost cheered.
Although the size is dozens of times smaller than the Yunfei Boat of the Yunhe Chamber of Commerce, she only looked at the exquisite runes covered with bodies and felt the unique energy of the magic weapon. She also knew what it was. Duyunfei Boat's
She could not understand how strong the defense was. It was undoubtedly the best way to avoid the violent turbulent wind and hide in the Yunfei Boat.
"Quick!" Gu Fenghua dragged Fang Tianyou with one hand and Liu Sanjue with the other, and rushed towards Duyun Flying Boat as fast as possible.
Without thinking too much, Zhong Lingxiu and others followed behind him without leaving a little holy energy.
As soon as they rushed into the Yunfeizhou, everyone's feet became weak and they all fell to the ground.
Gu Fenghua made a handprint, closed the door, blocking the turbulent wind, and the harsh whistle became much lighter.
After escape, they finally escaped. However, everyone had no strength to cheer. They sat or lay down one by one, fell to the ground without any image, and could no longer stand up.
"The old man finally left, otherwise I really couldn't hold on." Luo Enen said with gratitude while gasping for breath.
At this time, Luo Enen's body was covered in blood, and even the originally charming face was scratched with blood marks, but when he spoke, he looked glad and joyful.
Beside him, Bai Fatty, Ye Wuse and others also breathed a sigh of relief.