The huge power that surpassed the peak of Emperor Saint Ninth Rank was like falling meteors, hitting them head-on one after another. Amidst the loud bang, Gu Fenghua and the others felt their chests sink, and they were blown back by the huge force again.
After retreating nearly twenty feet away, they struggled to stabilize their figures.
Gu Fenghua is still a little better, but his face is a little pale, but Bai Fatty, Luo Enen, Ye Wuse, Fang Tianyou and others spurt a mouthful of blood at the same time, even Zhong Lingxiu is no exception, looking at that pale face, even hurt heavier.
Compared with the powerful power that surpassed the peak of Emperor Saint Ninth Grade, their strength is still too weak after all. If it weren't for Gu Fenghua's innate holy spirit root of the earth element that is stronger than defense, and the concentrated attack and defense of the few people, Fatty Bai and the others will only be hurt more severely.
However, although they returned without success this time and were seriously injured, Gu Fenghua and the others were not depressed, and there was even a bit of joy in their eyes.
On the opposite side, Changsun Luocang is still standing in the air, and his body still exudes a depressing aura, but his old face is a little more old, with blue veins on his face, and not only a ray of glaring eyes seeping from the corner of his mouth. There were drops of blood dripping from the fingers holding the long sword.
Obviously, although he has greatly improved his strength in a short period of time by relying on the technique of seizing the soul, he is not as tyrannical and terrifying as he imagined.
Thinking about it carefully, it is not difficult for Gu Fenghua and others to think of the reason. Those whose cultivation has crossed the limit of the peak of Emperor Saint Ninth Grade will be restricted by the Dao of Heaven and Earth. Once the cultivation bases of Shangguan Haochen, Li Canyang, and Nie Shitian show their true strength, the meridians will inevitably be stimulated by the holy energy. If you are not careful, your meridian will burst and you will be seriously injured. The eldest grandson Luocang's talent and cultivation base were not as good as theirs, and now relying on the technique of seizing spirits to forcibly improve his strength, his foundation is even more unstable, so how could it be an exception.
This can also be said to be the biggest weakness, or fatal flaw, of Changsun Luocang Seizing Soul Technique.
However, this weakness and limitation are only temporary. When he completes his soul-seizing technique and consolidates his strength, even if he can't beat other envoys, other envoys may not be able to defeat him, let alone his own strength. Gu Fenghua and others who are seventh-rank or sixth-rank, or even lower.
Not daring to delay, Gu Fenghua and others flew up again before the turbulent Qi and blood in the body completely subsided.
"One sword, cut the prehistoric world!"
"Nine days, Phantom Thunder!"
"Beidou, Batian!"
"Holy soul, heaven breaks!"
"Fengyun, Qianzhong!"
One after another, sword lights slashed towards Changsun Luocang one after another.
"Chaos, open the sky!" The world fell into chaos again and again, and was cut through by the divine light that opened up the world again and again.
The rough and deep roar of the beast also echoed between the heaven and the earth.
Not long after, Gu Fenghua and the others slashed out more than a dozen swords in succession. In the shattered space, there was turbulence, and an invisible force bounced back, hitting their chests like a boulder. Not only Luo Enen and the others, but even the front of Gu Fenghua's chest were stained with blood.
Finally, another sword slashed out, and Gu Fenghua and others fell heavily from mid-air. Gu Fenghua leaned on the ground with his sword, and could barely stabilize his body, but Luo Enen's feet were weak, and they knelt down on one knee.
After this strong attack, everyone's meridians were ruptured and they were seriously injured, and even the hilt of their swords was stained red with blood.
However, the eldest grandson Luocang was not feeling well either, the gray-white holy robe was also stained with blood, and his gradually crooked figure trembled slightly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com