All the ancient witch people, including several elders, were so excited that they burst into tears. They bowed to the ground again and paid their highest respect to Gu Fenghua.
If it weren't for Gu Fenghua, even if the Holy Witch clan had not been destroyed by the killing of the spiritual witch and the underworld witch, it would have been destroyed by the hands of Tuoba Long City. How could they have the chance to see the scene in front of them?
Gu Fenghua looked at the restored mural, but was not as excited as them, and there was a little doubt in his eyes.
I thought that the way to resolve the disaster was hidden in this mural, but now the mural has been restored to complete. Except for the ancient witch secret contained in it, it is even more mysterious and profound, but there is nothing else strange.
Could it be that the key to resolving the disaster is actually the ancient witch art itself? Gu Fenghua suddenly had an idea.
However, after thinking about it carefully, she denied her guess. The ancient witch's art is indeed mysterious, but the practice method is different, and it is essentially no different from the holy cultivation technique. If the ancient witch's art can resolve the crisis of Zi Tianzhuo,
The art of holy cultivation can also be achieved.
Obviously, the ancient witch art is not the key to resolving disasters. There should be other secrets hidden in this mural, and that is the key.
But where is this secret hidden?
By the way, the power of Hongmeng! Gu Fenghua suddenly felt aroused in his heart.
"Silly!" Gu Fenghua called out his soul.
"Master, I'm here, I'm here, do you want me to sing for you?" Xiao Jianhua appeared in front of her instantly.
Although he was ruthlessly thrown back to the demon pet space by Gu Fenghua not long ago, as the legendary world's number one strange flower, Gu Fenghua's eyes are the first day's cheap flower, and of course he will not hold grudges. As soon as he appears, it
Then he shouted eagerly.
Singing... Everyone present changed their faces?
Others need money to sing, but the singing of the Nether Boat Flower in front of them is deadly. Even the strong man who surpasses the peak of the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint cannot resist its brain-burning demon sound.
"No need." Gu Fenghua did not hesitate and poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
She didn't want to see the ancient witch clan not being destroyed by killing each other, not being destroyed by the hands of Tuoba Long City, but in the end it was destroyed by her own hands.
"But I want to sing." Jianjian said aggrievedly.
"No singing is allowed." Everyone said in unison.
"Just sing a sentence." said the mean and pitiful.
"No word is allowed to sing." Everyone said firmly.
"Just one sentence, ah...oh...ah...oh...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." Jianjian was obviously not that easy to pass. Although everyone opposed it in unison, he still stubbornly opened his singing voice.
Gu Fenghua was ready
Intentionally, this guy must have done it on purpose!
What is the most strange flower in the world? This is clearly the most cheap flower in the world. Everyone around them wiped their foreheads.
"I need your Hongmeng power." Gu Fenghua resisted the urge to strangle this guy to death (if he could do it) and said with a dark face.
Unlike the last time Gu Fenghua used its Hongmeng power as an opportunity to integrate his mind into the mystery of ancient witches, this time, it directly injected Hongmeng power into the mural.