But even so, the restriction on that day was as solid as a rock, and there was no sign of breaking it.
Time passes unconsciously. Gu Fenghua completely forgot about herself, she didn't know how long it had passed, she only knew that her divine sense was getting weaker and weaker, Ye Yunji was no better than her, and the runes began to become dim.
If this continues, they are doomed to be unable to regain their holy souls. Not only will Lu Linfeng surely die, but they will also be doomed.
If it were someone else, in such a desperate situation, I am afraid that I would have been afraid, worried, and confused, but Gu Fenghua's heart was as calm as water, and she persisted in forming a series of seals¡ªof course, she had no other choice but to persist.
Suddenly, a force poured into Lu Linfeng's heart like a flood breaking out of an embankment.
This power is so dark, so deep, full of killing breath, as if it wants to destroy everything in the world!
This is Gu Fenghua was shocked suddenly.
She could feel that this power also came from Ye Yunji, but how could there be such a dark power in him? The killing breath made even her heart palpitate.
Without much time to think, in the next moment, all the runes shone brightly, as if being manipulated by an invisible big hand, forming an incomparably profound rune array.
"Om" In the pleasant light sound, the restriction of heaven and earth was broken, and Gu Fenghua's divine sense was tightly wrapped by the dark power, pouring into the holy soul.
Thus, Gu Fenghua felt the horror of that power more clearly.
At this moment, she once again fell into the endless abyss, which is the abyss of death and the abyss of killing.
A strange picture appeared "in front of my eyes": the vast sky was shrouded in dark clouds, thunder and lightning flashed, and everything in the ancient land was lonely and desolate. All around, countless corpses fell on the ground, stumps and broken blades scattered in all directions, and the blood pooled into a river, gradually drying up and solidifying, but still exuding a disgusting blood.
Could this tragic scene be the legendary ancient battlefield? No, no, this is clearly a tragic battlefield in the sky!
Although the corpses were mutilated and lifeless, Gu Fenghua could still feel the intimidating aura of the top powerhouses, which is absolutely impossible in Wuji Holy Heaven. On the broken sword, she can still feel the unique aura of the artifact, and even if it is damaged like this, the aura contained in it is no worse than the top artifact of Wuji God, except for that How could such an artifact appear in the misty sky?
The sound of howling wind came from the sky¡ªno, that was not the sound of wind, it was the mournful cry of the spirit, and the unwilling roar of the strong. The remnants of souls are still there, and the endless killing intent gathers together, enough to make anyone's heart and gallbladder cold, and their souls scattered.
However, Gu Fenghua didn't have any fear or worry, because she could still feel the familiar warmth from Ye Yunji. With him around, how could she be afraid, how could she be worried?
An old man with beard and hair covered in blood, but still majestic like a god looked at him from a distance. Although his eyes were a little harsh, they were more loving. On him, Gu Fenghua seemed to see the figure of his grandfather.
Suddenly, dozens of extremely fierce sword lights cut through the sky and fell on the old man.
The old man screamed and sprinkled thousands of blood flowers, turning into a huge phantom and disappearing between the sky and the earth. Those kind eyes didn't seem to disappear, and they still stared at him from a distance. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com