I thought that the sword could kill the Heavenly Holy Lord, but I would have a life and death disaster, and maybe it would bring an unexpected disaster to others and Wuji Holy Heaven. Who knows until
Now, she has returned to the sword and returned to the sheath, but nothing has happened.
Is it really just an illusion? But it shouldn't be. Her intuition has never made any mistakes. As her cultivation and spiritual consciousness improve, her intuition towards danger is ten times more sensitive than before. How could it be an illusion?
In fact, even though she had put away Qingyun Sword, the uneasy premonition still lingered in her heart, as strong as before. But why didn't nothing happen?
"Ka!" Gu Fenghua was secretly confused and worried, and a crack came from the pagoda that seemed to be carved from black crystal.
Under the supreme power of heaven and earth, this pagoda was already full of cracks and fragments. It was only with the powerful strength of Xuanji Saint Lord and Lingji Saint Lord, coupled with the efforts of Tianji Saint Lord to maintain it until now.
If Ji Shengjun is dead today, Xuanji Shengjun and Lingji Shengjun finally exhausted their holy energy and exhausted them. The pagoda naturally could no longer hold on. Cracks spread rapidly, and the pagoda soon broke into pieces. Xuanji
The tired figures of the Holy Lord and the Spirit Ji Holy Lord also fell from mid-air.
"Sir Saint!" Shangguan Haochen, Mo Qingqiu and others rushed forward at the same time.
"Master!" Zhong Lingxiu followed closely behind.
They were about to jump up, but the holy energy in their bodies was exhausted. They jumped up and fell heavily like they were filled with lead. They could only stretch their arms pitifully and prepare to catch the two saints who were falling in the sky.
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It was Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji who reacted, flew to catch the two of them, and slowly floated to the ground.
Lietian had to go to help, but as soon as he got off, he felt so dizzy, so he could only stop helplessly and try to stabilize his figure.
In front of so many people, if the peerless demon king of Zi Tian Zhu and a generation of super-grade strong man fell to the ground like this, it would be too embarrassing. He also wants to save face, okay?
"Thank you for your kindness to save me. This time, Wuji Holy Heaven has escaped a disaster, thanks to the two. I am a billion people and countless creatures on behalf of Wuji Holy Heaven, thanking you for your kindness."
As soon as he landed, he bowed to Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji.
The holy energy was exhausted, and the two of them were shaking and haggard, but they bent down deeply, but their expressions were extremely solemn.
Seeing this, everyone around couldn't help but bow to Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji again.
Not far away, Lietian curled his lips: What two people, obviously three, okay? Even if I stand still and don’t move, you shouldn’t forget me?
I regret it, Lord Demon King regrets it: What an honor it would be to make the two saints respect so much, enough for him to brag about it in his whole life. If he had known this, even if he was dizzy, he would have followed him and had a good face.
It's familiar.
"The two saints are so serious. This is my duty." Gu Fenghua helped the two of them up, took out the holy pill and handed them over.
"Master, how are you doing? Is it important?" Zhong Lingxiu rushed over at this time, looked at the haggard face of Lingji Shengjun, and asked worriedly.
"It's just that the holy energy is exhausted, and it will be fine if you have a few days of cultivation." The Holy Lord Lingji took the holy pill, looked at Zhong Lingxiu for a few glances, and suddenly exclaimed, "You have reached the peak of the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint!"