This time, it took a full two swords before everyone defeated all the ghosts blocking the front.
It was too late to exercise energy and adjust breath, but hastily swallowed a few qi-invigorating holy pills, and Gu Fenghua rushed forward again
Continuously going deep into the hinterland of the valley, the power of the demon spirit is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of condensation is getting faster and faster.
In the valley, there were bursts of beast roars one after another, earth-shattering.
Roe Owl, Zhuhuai, Xiqu, Dangkang, Jiaojiao, Miemeng, Snake all kinds of ghosts that have been seen or have not been seen, and even only exist in legends keep appearing and being cut one after another , and continued to condense, like a tumbling tide, coming towards Gu Fenghua and the others from all directions.
The long sword was cut again and again, and the holy energy in the body was consumed rapidly, but Gu Fenghua and others didn't even have time to recover their skills, so they could only rely on the holy pill to continuously replenish the holy energy.
It is also fortunate that Gu Fenghua, a generation of alchemy kings, was present. If it were someone else, even a king's envoy would have been unable to support such a large number of immortal and powerful demon souls, and had no choice but to withdraw from the Nine Nether Valley.
"Lingxiu, Muyun, take the old magic stick and leave immediately." Gu Fenghua looked at the people around him, and said to Zhong Lingxiu and Fang Muyun.
Although Zhong Lingxiu's cultivation level is comparable to hers, and Fang Muyun has a magic staff to support her, but she has persisted until now, her face is already pale and her steps are faltering, let alone Situ Yunqi, if it is not protected by them , I don¡¯t know how many times I have died.
On the contrary, it was much easier for her, Luo Enen and others to focus on attacking and defending with one sword. Even Xie Youran and Fang Tianyou looked much better than Zhong Lingxiu and the others.
While they can hold on for a while, Zhong Lingxiu and the others must be allowed to leave as soon as possible, otherwise they will not be able to leave even if they want to.
"No, I won't go." To Gu Fenghua's surprise, when she finished speaking, Zhong Lingxiu and Fang Muyun hadn't said anything yet, but Situ Yunqi objected.
"You don't want to die!" Gu Fenghua said angrily while cutting out the long sword.
"The greater the danger, the greater the opportunity. Such a great opportunity must not be missed." The old god stick said firmly, with an extremely excited expression.
Gu Fenghua glanced at him in surprise, and had to admit that this old man's courage is really not bad.
"Fuck the chance, life is gone, what chance do you need!" Although he secretly admired the courage of the old god stick, Gu Fenghua couldn't help cursing.
"If there is no chance, where is my fate? It's not like you can't see my aptitude. If it weren't for the many opportunities I found after traveling around in the dragon pool and stepping on the tiger's lair these years, how could I have such a cultivation level, and how could I pass it Life limit, do you really think that I have relied on Situ Yunmiao to live to this day?" Situ Yunqi said with a conceited face.
Gu Fenghua couldn't help but took a deep look at the old magic stick. Indeed, with his aptitude, no matter how much Situ Yunmiao took care of this elder brother, even if he ate the Holy Pill for food from morning to night, he would never have such a cultivation level, let alone live to such a great age.
Being able to get to this point is largely due to his own efforts. For example, when he pretended to be Situ Yunmiao and went to Yuchizong, the old man almost died at the hands of his eldest grandson Luocang for the sake of ice muscles and jade bones.
In this way, the old god stick is actually a bit similar to them. He also relies on his own efforts to challenge the limit step by step, and then surpass the limit step by step. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com