"By the way, Luo Cang's envoy once plundered young children who had the holy spirit roots everywhere, sealed their memories as disciples, or seized their holy spirit roots and handed them to other disciples. Finally, he set up a spirit-grabbing array and personally
Seize their Holy Spirit roots to improve their cultivation.
If I was not mistaken, his spirit-taking technique was taught by you. You did this so that he could help you practice this formation, right?" At this point, Gu Fenghua thought again
Le Changsun Luocang, looked up at the Saint of Heaven, and asked sarcastically.
"What!" This time, not only Duan Qingyun, everyone exclaimed.
Although Changsun Luocang had a bad reputation, as a king envoy, he was born and died for Wuji Shengtian. Therefore, when he heard the news of his death, everyone could not help but feel sad.
If he really did such a shameless thing, he would be blamed for his own fault and he would be more than death!
"You are right. I passed on his spirit-taking technique to let him practice the formation.
It’s a pity that he died a little early. If he were there, he would help me, and there would be no flaw in this formation." At this point, the Holy Lord of Heaven and Ji had nothing to hide, and he sighed and said.
There was a dead silence under the tower. Looking at the Holy Lord of Heaven, everyone's faces were filled with heartache, disappointment, and then there was endless anger.
Gu Fenghua suddenly realized that no wonder the Holy Lord Tianji hated him to the core. It turned out that there was such a reason.
Looking back, she felt very glad: Fortunately, she killed Changsun Luocang early, otherwise he would have controlled the formation. The Heavenly Holy Lord only needs to concentrate on seizing everyone's spiritual root cultivation. This formation is simply impeccable. Don't say it.
He could not cut out the crack. Even if he succeeded, the Nine Heavens Destroying Gourd and Cang Chen Holy Pattern might not be able to hurt him.
"If you hadn't killed Changsun Luocang too early, as long as you spend a thousand years, the Sky-Breaking Tower and the Spirit-Snatching Formation would have been more perfect. I didn't have to do it so early, and maybe I didn't have to completely destroy the Wuji Holy Heaven.
Although you will still die, you can retain a glimmer of life for mankind." When talking about Changsun Luocang, the Holy Lord of Heaven said with regret.
"Anyway, it's all my fault?" Gu Fenghua said with a sneer.
"Haha, what are you blaming you for? Even if you can really keep a glimmer of life for mankind, I still have to bear the eternal infamy. It's better to die clean. As a saint, I will never have no responsibility." Tianji Holy Lord
He said as if he was self-deprecating, and his haggard face regained a little bit of the pride of the Holy Lord.
"That's good." Gu Fenghua slowly raised his long sword.
After the exercise of the exercise, the holy energy in the body recovered a little. Although the injury still failed to heal, he could barely take action.
Although the Tianji Saint Lord was obviously injured, she still did not dare to be careless about such a strong man who had dominated Wuji Saint Heaven for tens of thousands of years. Only by killing him can she feel at ease.
"Do you really think that if you kill me, Wuji Holy Heaven will have a peaceful day?" Tianji Holy Lord saw the strong murderous intent in her eyes, but his expression remained unchanged and asked faintly.
"I forgot to tell you that I have been to the Zitian Prison and dissolved the purple dust of the world-destroying world. Not only the cracking sky, but all the purple soul beasts have also purified their bloodlines and restored their spiritual wisdom. Even without you, Zitian Prison will be the Wuji Holy Heaven again
No threat." Gu Fenghua said contemptuously.
Now that the matter is coming, the only bargaining chip of the Heavenly Saint Lord wants to survive is Zitian Prison.