All of a sudden, the confused mind becomes much clearer. The figures of grandfather and Zihan appear in front of us. The figures of Luo en en, Bai pangzi and ye colorless appear in front of us. Xie Youran, Fang Tianyou, jiuhuangzi, Lin Hanyi and Feng Yuanshi finally settle on the body of Ye Yunji.

Gu Fenghua was a little reluctant, but more calm. In any case, she has exhausted all her strength, exhausted all her ways, and she will be invincible in this life.

Holding her dying heart, she raised her sword with difficulty.

The remaining vitality in the meridians and the last trace of the power of the mind are condensed to the extreme and injected into the sword. Perhaps, after this sword, the pure land of spirit will be completely dried up, the congenital Holy Spirit root will be completely withered, and she will also fall into the abyss of death.

Suddenly, the familiar warmth came, and a big hand held the palm of her hand.

Gu Fenghua suddenly turns his head and sees the face that has been deeply imprinted on his mind no matter how many reincarnations he has gone through.

His face, with a slight smile, no longer the previous cold, so warm, let people not from the Lord deep in it, or even be melted.

The warm Holy Spirit is infused into the palm, wandering in the meridians and the pure land of the spiritual heart, and the four congenital Holy Spirit roots are restored to some vitality. As soon as Gu Fenghua's Lingtai was clear, he felt that the pain of his heart was relieved.

"Fenghua, believe me, you will be fine." Looking at Gu Feng Feng's slightly stretched eyebrows, the night cloud is quiet and light, and says softly.

His voice is so confident, full of magnetism, people can't give birth to a little doubt, but Gu Fenghua's heart is filled with strong uneasiness.

"Yunji, what are you going to do?" Gu Fenghua held his palm tightly and asked.

The night cloud stillness didn't speak, just fiercely waved another arm.

"Roar..." with the sound of the dragon, the huge figure of the devil appeared.

The wings of the Dragon flutter, the wind rises and clouds roll, and the ancient magic dragon's power can be seen at a glance, but Gu Fenghua clearly feels its weakness and fatigue.

What's going on? Gu Fenghua saw that the devil had been seriously injured for the first time. However, with his ancient magic dragon's constitution, he was reborn in Nirvana. After so long, how could he be so weak?

Gu Fenghua did not doubt for a long time, and soon she found the answer.

With the appearance of magic sky, the momentum of night cloud is improved again!

Gu Fenghua suddenly understood that the suppression of cultivation a few days before the night cloud died depended on not only the blood and soul, but also the contribution of the devil heaven, so even if the injury was healed, it was still so weak.

However, even the blood spirit can't be suppressed, and you still need the help of devil heaven. What kind of realm has Ye Yunji's true cultivation reached?

Think of here, Gu Fenghua heart suddenly jump.

The higher the cultivation, the stronger the heaven and earth prohibition. The night cloud stillness calls out the evil sky at this time, completely releasing the suppression, isn't it to seek death!

"No!" Gu Fenghua exclaimed.

"Devil, protect Fenghua!" At the same time that she opens her mouth, the night cloud pulls back the palm fiercely and flies away towards the sky.

Gu Fenghua was so anxious that he caught up with him. But as soon as she started, the devil was in front of her, and the huge dragon wings protected her firmly behind her.

"Devil, get out of the way!" Gu Fenghua snapped.

"The devil dare not disobey the master's orders." Magic day turned to look at Gu Fenghua said.