The battle that will determine the fate of the ancient witch clan has begun, and Ji Mingfeng obviously has no time to open the restriction¡ªfor fear of being stabbed in the back, it is impossible for her to open the restriction. The only person she can count on is Gu Fenghua.
However, in just three days, even if Fenghua possessed the power of primordial powers, to what extent could he comprehend the ancient witchcraft, could he surpass the Great Elder?
The more Song Yu'an thought about it, the more desperate he became, and the hope in his eyes became weaker and weaker.
Gu Fenghua didn't see her desperate eyes, but she also noticed it when the competition between the two races began. At this time, the divine sense went to investigate and saw the dragon soul of Yazi, and she was also secretly worried.
The wonderful ancient witch aura closely connects her with the murals, as if she was in the prehistoric world tens of thousands of years ago, with the rapid flow of holy energy, her strength is still improving, faintly reaching the late stage of Emperor Saint Ninth Rank, and at the same time Feel the vast power that comes from the earth, mountains and rivers.
But she is very clear that such strength and comprehension are not enough to break the restriction set by Ji Mingfeng, and cannot prevent the great battle that will decide the fate of the ancient witch clan, or more precisely, destroy the ancient witch clan.
Invisible barriers, like veils that seem invisible, block in front of your eyes. Only by breaking this barrier can one comprehend the real profound meaning of the ancient shamans and break the restriction set by Ji Mingfeng.
However, how to break the barrier? Gu Fenghua tried his best to gather his spiritual thoughts, so that there were bursts of stinging pain in his mind, but the invisible veil still floated in front of his eyes, like looking at flowers in the fog.
"Crack" Suddenly, there was a crisp crackling sound in my mind, but it was so pleasant to the ear.
In the demon pet space, a five-color electric light suddenly exploded, and the hazy mist around Xiaojianhua was smashed from the inside to the outside by the electric light. In an instant, the chaotic space of demon pets was reflected in colorful colors, as beautiful as a dream.
Gu Fenghua only felt his body lighten up, and his soul actually left his body and entered the ancient mural.
Previously, she was just looking down on the boundless prehistoric world from the perspective of a bystander, but now she is in it.
Looking up, you can see mountains towering majestically in front of you, piercing the sky like giant swords, the surrounding forests and seas are like waves, undulating with the wind, clear streams flow slowly beside you, and tender grass grows in the air. Roots sprout at the feet, green branches and leaves are pulled out, charming flowers bloom, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers comes to the nostrils.
The wind and clouds in the sky are changing, and time is passing by quickly. The flowers withered and sprinkled the seeds of life. The next moment, they took root and sprouted again, blooming a field of colorful flowers.
This is the power of life! Gu Fenghua gently stroked the soft and beautiful petals, feeling a small but shocking power.
The earth shook, and the towering mountain in front suddenly collapsed, but not long after, more peaks rose from the ground, forming canyons in the mountains, streams rushing out of them, converging into rivers, flowing in the vast land .
This is the power of mountains and rivers. So majestic, yet so simple and pure.
The passage of time is getting faster and faster, the vicissitudes of life and the changes of all things seem to be in front of you.
A strange little flower, but it has always stood proudly in front of my eyes, unchanged from time immemorial. Facing the sun, the moon and the stars, it unfolds its petals, desperately absorbing the majestic and vast power, letting it fall apart, let it be blown by wind and rain, and its vitality will last forever. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com