"One sword, cut the prehistoric world!" The long sword wrapped in silk cloth slashed out heavily.
"Chaos, open the sky!" Zhong Lingxiu also made a move at the same time.
Fang Muyun raised his staff, and amidst the roar of the beast, the Jiao Jiao and the Gu carved beast soul appeared at the same time, and rushed towards the old man.
This is As soon as Fang Muyun made a move, Ji Mingfeng and the others sensed the aura unique to the ancient witchcraft. At the same time, they looked at the staff of the demon soul in her hand, and suddenly became suspicious: This divine weapon is obviously made from the craft of refining. It is refined by combining ancient witchcraft with ancient witchcraft. Could it be that she is also a descendant of the ancient witch clan?
But after a brief surprise, they quickly looked back. After that catastrophe, there were actually many members of the Ancient Witch Clan living outside. Although most of them lost their inheritance, there were also some who preserved the bloodline, talent or cultivation methods of the Ancient Witch Clan, such as Song Yu'an.
Since there can be one Song Yu'an, there is no need to make too much fuss about having another Fang Muyun.
What matters now is the safety of the Holy Witch.
Two peak emperors of the ninth rank, and one emperor of the eighth rank who can control the soul of the beast. Such a combination of three strong men, in the eyes of ordinary people, even the emperor and envoy would have to give up.
However, people who think this way must not know the true strength of the emperor's envoy, and they don't know how terrible the emperor's envoy is.
Although the old man on the opposite side is not a king's envoy, he is definitely not weaker than a king's envoy. Seeing Gu Fenghua and others' actions, he was not at all surprised, let alone panicked.
That sword continued to stab Gu Fenghua straight, and the holy energy came out through the sword, like a rainbow piercing the sun. A transparent tunnel appeared in the air, and even the space was pierced by a sword.
"Boom!" Gu Fenghua's sword that slashed through the flood was slashed on the stabbing sword light, Zhong Lingxiu's sword that opened chaos was also slashed on the sword light, and Fang Muyun summoned the sword The two demon souls of Gu Diao stood in front of Gu Fenghua.
Amidst the loud noise, sand and rocks flew in front of the Holy Witch Hall. The berserk air current rolled over like sea waves, and everyone involuntarily retreated back and forth. Some of the weaker ancient Wu clansmen were even shaken to the point of rolling and crawling.
After a while, the dust and smoke dissipated. The old man was still standing where he was, but Gu Fenghua and the others had already retreated seven or eight feet away, their faces were all pale, it was obvious that they were seriously injured.
It was only then that Ji Mingfeng and others realized that the old man in front of them was not as simple as the peak of Emperor Saint Ninth Rank, but a terrifying existence beyond the peak, and his expression changed drastically for a while.
"Without that joint sword, you are nothing more than that." The old man glanced at Gu Fenghua and said proudly.
Gu Fenghua's heart sank. Just now this person injured Lonen and the others one by one, but he was not in a hurry to hurt their lives. She guessed that he came for her, and it turned out to be the case.
Without that concentrated sword, she couldn't form a sanctuary, and she had nothing to do with such a strong man who surpassed the peak of the emperor's ninth rank. Even if she had the ability to overcome the enemy by leaps and bounds, she would not be able to break through the limitations of heaven and earth.
Perhaps, you can forcibly increase your strength by relying on ancient witchcraft! Gu Fenghua's heart suddenly moved.
Since Ji Mingfeng can rely on the ancient witchcraft to raise her cultivation base from the seventh rank of the Emperor Saint to the ninth rank of the Emperor Saint, then with her cultivation base at the peak of the ninth rank of the Emperor Saint, it is also possible to use the ancient witchcraft to forcibly raise her cultivation to a realm beyond the peak. Not impossible.
With his eyes condensed slightly, Gu Fenghua's mind returned to the ancient murals again, and the changes of all things in the Canghai Sangtian flashed in his mind, as if hundreds of millions of years had gone through in just an instant. Clearly touch the power that comes from life, the power from the earth, mountains and rivers. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com