The fighting spirit burned, Duan Qingyun looked absolutely clear. Nine holy beads appeared between his eyebrows, and the meridians on his face and hands were protruding, as if they were about to burst, but the momentum on his body increased rapidly, directly surpassing the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint
peak.
"Stop!" In the formation, Shangguan Haochen, Mo Qingqiu, Li Canyang, Nie Shitian and others shouted loudly at the same time.
Although Duan Qingyun and other strong men scoffed at Gu Fenghua's words and even became furious because of this, they did not doubt it.
They knew that if they were not sure enough, Gu Fenghua would never slander a saint king like this. It turned out that the Saint King of Heavenly God did not refine the purple dust of the world, and resolve the crisis of the Zitian Prison.
Instead, in order to break the ban on heaven and earth. In order to achieve his goal, he even did not hesitate to destroy the entire Wuji Holy Heaven.
Without thinking too much, the few people stopped at the same time and rushed out of the formation.
But the next moment, I saw a few people pause. An invisible force actually shackles them tightly. Not to mention rushing out of the formation, they could not even move half a step, and the holy energy in their bodies would not be affected.
The control continued to pour into the formation.
If they had a little doubt about Gu Fenghua's words before, worried that she had misunderstood the Holy Lord of Heaven, then now, the doubts disappeared in the end. Sure enough, just like Gu Fenghua said, the Holy Lord of Heaven today
I don't have a good intention!
Seeing Duan Qingyun showing his true strength, he was strikingly strikingly at Gu Fenghua, Shangguan Haochen and others were both angry and anxious.
Although they also knew that Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others could unite their minds and concentrate on one sword to condense the holy realm, their own strength was still far inferior to Duan Qingyun. If Duan Qingyun sacrificed his life, he would fight to explode his body.
The danger of death will bring the cultivation level that exceeds the peak of the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint to the limit, and their holy realm may not be able to restrain it!
"It turns out that this is the true strength of the Qingyun Jun envoy. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!" In the formation, the other strong men did not notice the strangeness of Shangguan Haochen and others, and felt the majestic aura of Duan Qingyun.
All were amazed.
"It's okay if you don't know the importance of it, but you dare to fight with the Qingyun Jun, but you don't know how to live or die!" Someone also looked at Gu Fenghua's young face and said contemptuously.
Obviously, the person who spoke was not clear about Gu Fenghua's strength, nor did he know how much he suffered in Gu Fenghua and others.
They didn't know that Gu Fenghua was actually in the middle stage of the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint at that time, but now she has surpassed the peak limit of the ninth grade and has even broken through her own limit.
"One sword, kill the prehistoric world!" As Qing shouted, the divine sword wrapped in silk cloth made a cheerful sound.
A sword light swept across the sky, like a rainbow running through the sun, slashing towards Duan Qingyun for a long time.
All the ridicule came to an abrupt end, and everyone's sneer was frozen on their faces. The anxiety on Shangguan Haochen and others' faces also disappeared suddenly, and Yu Zhi was deeply shocked.
The power of this sword was not even below Duan Qingyun's sword. Gu Fenghua's strength actually surpassed the peak of the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint.
"Boom" the sword lights intersected, and a earth-shaking sound came.
Duan Qingyun's body shook violently, then retreated repeatedly, and his face turned pale in an instant.
"Impossible, Impossible, how could you break through the ninth grade peak!" After finally stabilizing his body, Duan Qingyun looked at Gu Fenghua with a ghost-like gaze in broad daylight, and said in disbelief.