The golden needle pierces the soul, one needle hurts the seven emotions, the second needle breaks the heart, and the third needle makes the soul feel silent.
According to records, any holy master who used the technique of piercing the soul with golden needles to forcibly improve his cultivation would often suffer serious mental injuries after the first injection, and would be in agony after the second injection. , Basically, there is only a chance of two needles.
This third injection is simply life and death, if not for the determination to perish together, no one would dare to inject the third injection.
Gu Fenghua pricked her soul three times with the golden needle, yet she was still able to stay awake. To everyone, it was already a miracle. Who knew that she would dare to get the fourth needle. Did she really want to die?
Looking at Gu Fenghua's immature but unwavering figure, not only the people of Xinghua, but also the people of Guanghua showed admiration in their eyes.
The sacred energy in Gu Fenghua's body exploded again, but the previous three golden needle piercings had already stimulated her potential to the extreme, and this explosion was like the last flicker of a candle before it was about to go out.
The black fireworks still enveloped her, and Xiang Wushang's ruthless sword light still fell on her head.
The heart-burning pain flooded into my mind again. In front of her eyes, the light gradually disappeared, and her heart kept falling, and she was about to fall into the boundless darkness.
"Fenghua"
"Fenghua" In the ear, the grief-stricken roar of Luo Enen and the others sounded.
Faintly, I could only see Luo Enen, Fatty Bai, and Ye Wuse struggling to stand up and stand in front of her.
However, how could they resist a sword that even Gu Fenghua couldn't resist? The meridian ruptured, the holy energy flowed, and the fresh blood dyed their clothes red in an instant.
"No!" Gu Fenghua yelled from the bottom of his heart, relying on the last sliver of clarity, poured the last bit of holy energy, the last remaining power, including the divine sense that was already on the verge of collapse, into the long sword.
The long sword wrapped in silk suddenly burst into a spot of light, as small as a needle tip, but so dazzling, like the brightest star in the dark night sky.
The silk cloth wrapped in layers turned into a piece of flying catkins, like colorful butterflies flying, and a sword light shot straight into the sky.
Excalibur, finally unsheathed!
At this moment, the whole world turned into a piece of pure white, even the noon sun was covered by the sword light. The meaning of supreme majesty fills everyone's heart. Everyone was blinded by the dazzling sword light, and even their minds went blank.
Gu Fenghua's heart finally entered the boundless darkness, and he could no longer see a ray of light. But her heart is so calm, so peaceful.
At the moment when the divine sword was unsheathed, she heard Xiang Wushang's miserable scream. This competition is finally over. Although she has exhausted all her holy energy and all her mind, she may fall into the darkness and never wake up, but at least they won. live.
The surrounding area was so silent, as if it was eternity, but Gu Fenghua didn't have any fear at all, and when the last needle was inserted, she had already guessed the result.
The mind gradually becomes silent, and consciousness gradually disappears. Familiar faces quickly emerged in my heart, but they were so blurred and so far away.
I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry, grandfather, I'm sorry, Yun Ji With the last regret, her heart fell into the endless abyss, into the darkness of death. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com