"One sword, cut the prehistoric world!" The long sword wrapped in silk cloth slashed out heavily.
"Chaos, the sky is open!" Zhong Lingxiu also took action at the same time.
Fang Muyun raised his staff, and amid the roar of the beast, the jewel and the Gu Diao beast soul appeared at the same time and rushed towards the old man.
This is... As soon as Fang Muyun took action, Ji Mingfeng and others noticed the unique aura of the ancient witch technique. At the same time, they looked at the demon soul staff in her hand, and felt puzzled: This artifact is obviously made by refining the weapon.
The art is refined with the art of ancient witches. Is she also a descendant of the ancient witch clan?
However, after a brief surprise, they quickly retracted their gaze. After that great catastrophe of destruction, many ancient witch clan members were actually wandering away. Although most of them had their inheritance cut off, some people also retained the ancient witch clan well.
The blood talent or practice method is like Song Yu'an.
Since there is a Song Yuan, there is no need to make too much fuss about having another Fang Muyun.
What is important now is the safety of Lord Saint Witch.
Two Emperor Saints are at the peak of the ninth grade, and one Emperor Saints is at the eighth grade who can control the soul of the beast. In the eyes of ordinary people, even the Lord of the King will give in.
However, those who think like this must not know the true strength of Jun Zhi, and how terrible Jun Zhi is.
Although the old man on the opposite side was not a king envoy, he had the strength that was definitely not inferior to that of a king envoy. He was not surprised or panic when he saw Gu Fenghua and others' attacks.
The sword continued to pierce Gu Fenghua, and the holy energy penetrated through the sword, as if a long rainbow penetrated the sun. A transparent tunnel appeared in the air, and even the space was pierced by a sword.
"Boom!" Gu Fenghua's sword that broke through the prehistoric world slashed on the sword light that was stabbing straight in. Zhong Lingxiu's sword that opened up chaos also slashed on the sword light. Fang Muyun's slogan
The two demon souls of the siege of Gu are blocking Gu Fenghua's face.
With the loud noise, a piece of sand and stones flew in front of the Holy Witch Hall. The violent air flow was like waves rolling, and everyone couldn't help but retreat. Some of the weaker ancient witch people were even shocked and rolled and crawled.
After a while, the dust dissipated. The old man was still standing there, but Gu Fenghua and others had retreated seven or eight feet away, his face was pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.
Only then did Ji Mingfeng and others realize that the old man in front of him was not as simple as the peak of the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint, but a terrifying existence beyond the peak, and his face changed drastically for a while.
"Without that joint sword, you are just like that." The old man glanced at Gu Fenghua and said proudly.
Gu Fenghua's heart sank. Just now, this person injured Luo Enen and others one by one, but was not in a hurry to hurt their lives. She guessed that he came for him, but it turned out to be so.
Without the sword that gathers the mind, she cannot form a holy realm. She has no way to use such a powerful man who surpasses the peak of the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint. Even if she has the ability to defeat the enemy above the level, she cannot
Break the limitations of heaven and earth.
Perhaps, you can rely on the ancient witch technique to force your strength! Gu Fenghua suddenly felt his heart moved.
Since Ji Mingfeng can rely on the ancient witch's art to upgrade his cultivation from the seventh grade of the Emperor Saint to the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint, with her already peak in the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint, and using the ancient witch's art to forcibly upgrade to the state of surpassing the peak.
Not impossible.
The eyes were slightly condensed, and Gu Fenghua's mind returned to the ancient murals again. The changes in the sea and mulberry fields flashed through my mind, as if in just a moment, I had experienced billions of years of years. Clear touch
Go to the power from life, the power from the earth, mountains and rivers.