"What!" Cao Fangyi exclaimed subconsciously, and quickly gathered his spiritual thoughts. Sure enough, the spirit marks they left on Hun Tian's body have disappeared, and they can no longer sense the slightest aura.
"How is this possible, how is this possible!" Cao Fangyi shouted in shock and anger, almost in despair.
Although Huntian's cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth rank of the Holy Spirit, and he can even be called a half-step road saint, he still failed to be promoted to the Holy Spirit after all. Being in the same realm as them, it is absolutely impossible to be so fast, and without him knowing To clear the imprint of spirits and souls they left on it without realizing it?
Of course Pang Lingqing and others couldn't answer this question, they all looked depressed and sad.
"It seems that I really can't find it." After a long time, Cao Fangyi muttered to himself in a daze, wanting to smile bitterly like Pang Lingqing, but the smile was uglier than crying.
In order to seal Huntian back then, he, Pang Lingqing and Kou Chuchen were seriously injured, and the latter almost completely cut off the chance of being promoted to Taoist saint.
Over the years, in order to refine his soul, they have tried their best. The reason why it was so difficult to improve his cultivation, was certainly related to the serious injuries he suffered back then, but it also had something to do with the years of hard work.
Seeing that he was about to completely refine the demon soul of Huntian, and signed a contract to turn it into a town spirit beast in Zhengyang Daofu, who knew, it just ran away and could never be found again.
A Daochi experience not only lost He Xinda, a strong man in the realm of becoming a saint, but also lost Zheng Tengyuan, an astonishingly talented generation of arrogance, and also lost such a powerful Zhenfu Spirit Beast!
Thinking of the painstaking efforts of these years, several people are heartbroken.
"By the way, how is Gu Fenghua doing? Which Taoist pond did he reach in the end, and how did his cultivation improve?" After a long silence, Cao Fangyi asked again.
"I just received the news that the dao pool has been closed. Gu Fenghua finally arrived at the ninth dao pool, and his cultivation level has been promoted from the first rank to the ninth rank." This time it was Zhu Lu who spoke.
During these days, Cao Fangyi, Pang Lingqing, and Kou Chuchen were all overwhelmed by He Xinda's injury, so he watched the movement in Daochi. Anyway, like He Xinda, he has no brains, except for pulling him out to support the scene when he needs to fight with others, only such simple things come in handy.
"What, the ninth Dao pool, the holy nine rank!" Although he had expected it, Cao Fangyi and others were still shocked when they heard Zhu Lu's words.
"Not only that, I heard that she reached the ninth dao pool almost without stopping, which was easier than that of Emperor Lingxu back then. Moreover, she also jumped into the dao pool later, even Lin Yuantang and others thought she would definitely die, but she Not only is he fine, but he has also jumped from the first rank of the most holy to the ninth rank! Such a genius, I am afraid it will be rare to see in a hundred thousand million years." Zhu Lu added enthusiastically.
Heartbroken, heartbroken again.
In order to deal with Gu Fenghua, the strong man in his own holy realm became an idiot, the younger generation of elites were wiped out, and even the spirit beasts of the Zhenfu were gone forever. I am blessed with equal blessings, not only reached the ninth Dao pool, but also jumped from the first rank of the most holy to the ninth rank of the holy one step by step.
Cao Fangyi and the others felt very uncomfortable at first, but looking at Zhu Lu's joyful expression, it felt like sharp knives were being poked into their hearts, making them feel so painful! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com