Chapter 5290

"Let me do it." Gu Fenghua hesitated and said in a deep voice.

Her strength is higher, and her control of Shengqi is more subtle. If she does it, maybe Su Muyun will survive. But it was only possible. She was not sure. Holding the handle tightly again, her palms exuded a layer of sweat.

"Sister, God bless you to eat sugar, God bless you to eat sugar!" Suddenly, Fang Tianyou's dull voice came from his ears.

This guy is sick again... Gu Fenghua and others are stunned.

When they met again and saw that Fang Tianyou's cultivation was promoted to the fourth grade of emperor saint, they were all pleased. They thought that his cultivation could reach this level, and his lost soul disease naturally healed. Who knows, at this critical moment, he fell ill again.

Just when Gu Fenghua and others were in a daze, Fang Tianyou had already stepped with a cheerful pace, waving his small hand. Oh no, he was waving his big hand, and rushed to Su Muyun like a coquettish child.

"Bang!" At the next moment, Fang Tianyou bumped into the invisible barrier which was condensed by the power of the spirit.

Although they are only demon spirits, none of them are powerful in legend. Even at the heyday, it's hard to resist the joint efforts of the five demon spirits with the cultivation of Fang Tianyou emperor's holy fourth grade. What's more, his holy spirit was greatly damaged, and he was almost on the verge of exhaustion.

The invisible power of the spirit ripples in circles, but the power is so powerful that Fang Tianyou retreats a few steps and falls to the ground. Before that, the churning Qi and blood that was forced down could no longer be suppressed, and "poof" spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The faint smell of blood diffused, but Fang Tianyou himself was not aware of it“ Sister, you promised to buy me sugar, you promised me, you don't mean what you say. " With a cry, he mumbled to himself, got up, waved his hands and rushed to Su Muyun.

"Bang!" There was another dull sound, and Fang Tianyou fell to the ground again with a mouthful of blood.

Without a moment's pause, he immediately got up again, waved his hands and stumbled on it.

"No!" Gu Fenghua finally regained his mind and grabbed his arm.

But Fang Tianyou didn't know where the strength came from. He threw away her arm and continued to rush to the invisible barrier.

"Bang, bang, bang, Bang..." a dull sound came one after another. Fang Tianyou, like a moth to the fire, hit the barrier formed by the power of the spirit again and again, and the blood gushed out one after another, and dyed the holy robe on his chest red.

"Sister, you promised me, you don't mean what you said, you promised me..." the sobs echoed in the night sky, which made people feel sad.

Originally, he thought that if his cultivation was promoted to the fourth grade of the emperor, his lost soul should be cured. However, this situation is not good, but more serious than before. Lorne and others are stunned, want to stop, but see his face of grief, but dare not easily.

When the cultivation reaches this level, the strength of the spirit is not comparable to that of ordinary people. If it happens by chance, even after death, the spirit may survive forever. But once the spirit goes wrong, it is even more difficult to cure. If Fang Tianyou doesn't pay attention to his lost soul, it usually won't hurt much when he recovers himself. But if he tries to wake him up by force, he will probably hurt his spirit. If he tries to do so, his cultivation will be destroyed, and if he tries to do so, he will lose his mind.