Chapter 4221

It's no wonder that the Dao Dao Jian mang that all the people worked together to cut out came to him, and all of them fell into the sea and could not stir up a wave. It was because of the existence of the border. Just think about it. No matter how powerful the sword is, what waves can it make if it cuts into the endless void?

It's true that a powerful man from heaven has laid a void like boundary. If it wasn't for the awakening of the power in his blood, Gu Fenghua believes that he would never have noticed the existence of this boundary.

Quickly take out a few Jiuyou emperor elixirs and take them. Gu Fenghua clenches the sword.

If you can't feel the existence of the border, no matter how powerful you are, you can't do anything to face the proud spirit. But now, since you can feel the existence of the border and shake the proud spirit back two steps, it means that you have the strength of the first World War in the face of the proud spirit. Her face, once again emerged a strong self-confidence.

"You're lucky to find out where the holy land is by mistake." After a short period of consternation, the proud ghost sighed.

Holy Land! Gu Fenghua's mind moved, and he did not guess wrong. This is really not an ordinary border. Its mystery is powerful, and it is by no means comparable to the border.

However, no matter whether it's the border or the holy land, and no matter how mysterious and powerful it is, now that she has the power of the first World War, she will be able to watch Mo Qingqiu and others expose their souls and sacrifice their lives!

Gu Fenghua raised the long sword again, and the Holy Spirit was injected into it. There were wisps of divine light in the gap of the silk cloth.

"Well, do you think you have such good luck every time?" See, proud ghost and contemptuous said.

Although Gu Fenghua's sword shocked her back just now, how could she feel her holy land with her strength? It must be just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, just luck. Gu Fenghua is still totally indifferent to his weak cultivation.

Before the words came down, he clapped them again. Despise to despise, but he is not superior to heaven, was a low-level girl film a sword shock retreat, after all, it is not a long face thing, compared with just that understatement casually waved, this palm is obviously a lot more solemn.

"One sword, cut the flood!" Almost at the same time, Gu Fenghua's sword wrapped in thick silk cloth was cut out again.

See Gu Fenghua eager to hand, Mo Qingqiu and others can only helplessly stop fingerprints.

Gu Fenghua is fighting with AO canhun now. If they continue to fight, Gu Fenghua will bear the brunt of death. As for whether Ao canhun will die or not, only heaven knows. Of course, they can only stop.

However, looking at the scornful sneer on the proud ghost's face, their expression became heavy again.

Even if they have never heard of the holy land, they know nothing about the magic of the holy Dharma, but from the previous fight, they also realize the mystery and horror of the holy land. Although Gu Fenghua was lucky just now, she found the holy land by mistake and took Ao canhun back two steps with one sword. But as Ao canhun said, she could not have such good luck every time. What would be the result of this fight?

Well, not only the proud ghost, but also they thought it was just Gu Fenghua's mistake. Of course, this is also normal. Not to mention other people, even Mo Qingqiu has never heard of the holy land. Of course, Gu Fenghua is not likely to know, let alone explore the mystery.

The long sword fell in the air, and the wisps of divine light merged into a towering sword. The power of this sword has obviously exceeded the category of the fourth grade of emperor and saint. Even in the face of the fifth grade of emperor and Saint, it may have the power of the first World War. But this time, the palm of Ao canhun, even if he still didn't exert his full strength, was much more solemn than just now. People's hearts are involuntarily raised to the throat.