If she doesn't return to the demon pet space as soon as possible, her three demon pets will be in danger. Gu Fenghua was burning with anxiety, and while shouting loudly, he concentrated his spiritual thoughts and injected them into their minds, trying to resist the suppression of the divine beast from the blood for them.
It's a pity that even though she has injected divine thoughts unreservedly, and even the three innate holy spirit roots in the pure land of the spiritual heart withered quickly, the three bear children still stayed where they were, their whole bodies trembling violently, and their mouths also let out pain. A low cry of fear.
"Hmph, I want to leave now, it's too late!" Seeing Gu Fenghua's anxious look, Weng Yuanming felt relieved, and said with a cold snort, "If you honestly hand over these three demon pets and kill them yourself, they will You can also suffer less, but it's a pity that you don't know good from bad, so if you insist on forcing the old man to do it, it will cause them to suffer for no reason, and they will suffer for themselves!"
After finishing speaking, he waved the bone flute in his hand again.
"Woo" Xiao Sheng sounded again, and the three demon pets stopped trembling at the same time, and lay motionless on the ground, as if petrified.
However, Gu Fenghua's face changed drastically. She clearly felt that the spiritual power of the monsters and plants in the three monster pets was pulled by an invisible force and gathered towards the bone flute.
But that bone flute shone with a strange brilliance, and the animal bones that had been withered for thousands of years seemed to be flowing with a faint vitality. And Weng Yuanming, Yao Wenshan, and Zeng Ning'an also had the same strange brilliance, and their aura increased accordingly.
"Not good!" Gu Fenghua's expression changed.
She finally knew why Weng Yuanming and the others wanted to attack her demon pet. If she guessed correctly, as time went by, the power of the beast and the remnants of the demon soul in the bone flute were also quietly passing away. Only the power of monsters can be condensed.
Judging from the extraordinary brilliance that emerged from the three of Weng Yuanming at the same time, it is probably because of the bone flute that the three of them can achieve such a cultivation level. I'm afraid it's hard to protect my cultivation, and even my life is in danger.
If this continues, Weng Yuanming and the others will be fine, and the bone flute will probably be more powerful, but Jianjian, Hei Yao, and Juju will definitely die!
"One sword, cut the prehistoric world!" No time to think about it, Gu Fenghua shouted, and the long sword slashed towards Weng Yuanming head-on.
If it had changed from the past, Fatty Bai, Luo Enen and others were connected with her, and as long as she made a move, they would also make a move at the same time. But this time, Gu Fenghua's long sword had already been cut out, but they didn't move at all. They didn't rush to make a move until half of the sword light was cut out, but the power of the sword was obviously much weaker, and the speed of the sword was also uneven. together.
Looking away from the corner of his eyes, he saw all three of them clenched their teeth, with pain and horror in their eyes¡ªobviously, not everyone can resist the might of the ancient beast in the bone flute. The gap between Heavenly Saint Ninth Grade and Emperor Saint First Grade lies not only in cultivation, but also in divine sense. With the current strength of Luo Enen and the others, they simply cannot resist the power of that divine beast. Saint masters at the same level are much more determined, and they can't even slash this sword.
But what effect can this barely cut sword have? Under the chaos of their minds, they couldn't cooperate with Gu Fenghua in unleashing that concentrated sword, and the four sword beams just slashed towards Weng Yuanming. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com