The broken space forms its own boundary, so it can be hidden in the abyss of the graben, not being weathered into dust by the turbulent flow. However, the border also has its edge. A shadow of Taoist is like streamer. It's just between a few breath and the border.

The turbulent wind surges on each other and makes a sharp roar, as if it is ringing in my ear. Once you cross the border, you will be in the abyss of the natural moat. Even if you lose yourself in the abyss with the strength of your envoy, it will be a lot of bad luck. However, Luo Cang, the eldest grandson at this time, can't care so much. He looks back at Gu Fenghua and others, bites his teeth, and rushes into the abyss of the natural moat.

In a flash, the turbulent wind turned into countless swords and swords, chopping on the air shield of changsun luocang's body, making a loud sound. The old man's figure gave a slight pause and even spilled a few blood lights.

When his strength fell to the eighth grade of emperor saint, he was seriously injured. Even commander sun luocang could not bear the powerful power of turbulent wind.

See, Han Qingxue and others suddenly stop, their strength is limited, before crossing the abyss to reach this broken space, or thanks to the protection of changsun luocang and others, at this time let them chase changsun luocang into the abyss again, in case they get lost, they will die.

Gu Fenghua and others did not hesitate. They rushed out of the border with the eldest grandson luocang. Just as the eldest grandson luocang looked back, they were surprised to find that the blood hole between his eyebrows healed quickly.

They just saw clearly that the eldest grandson luocang was in a hurry to run for his life. He didn't even have the chance to take the holy pill. Moreover, at this time, his cultivation declined and he was seriously injured, so he couldn't have such a strong self-healing power. This is obviously due to the eternal snow. Sure enough, they did not guess wrong, qianqiuxue has fallen into the hands of this old thief!

It turns out that qianqiuxue has such a healing effect. If you let Chang sun luocang bring him back to Cangfeng, I believe it won't be long before he can regain his strength again, or even go further. How can Gu Fenghua and others give him such an opportunity.

What's more, qianqiuxue has such a wonderful effect that the hope of saving Xie leisurely will mostly fall on it.

The wind is like a sword. Gu Fenghua and others tried their best to catch up with each other. Although they also put body protection air shield on their bodies, they did not dare to waste too much Holy Spirit on it. Soon, a blood mist was also scattered behind them.

After all, it's just the cultivation of the sixth and seventh grade of the emperor's saint. Even if the cultivation of the eldest grandson luocang falls to the eighth grade of the emperor's saint, it's still better than them. If he is determined to escape in peacetime, Gu Fenghua and others may not catch up with him. But this time, the situation is different, although the eldest grandson luocang still has the cultivation of the eighth grade of the emperor's saint, With the help of qianqiuxue, the blood hole between the eyebrows is quickly healed, but without Liang Ruolan's congenital five Yun Holy Spirit root, no matter how he suppresses and dissolves it, the holy Qi in his body is still churning for a long time.

Because Gu Fenghua and others were chasing after him, he didn't have enough time to suppress and dissolve the Holy Spirit of chaos.

It seems that the cultivation of the eight grades of emperor and Saint can't even bring the strength of the seven grades of emperor and Saint into full play. The speed of the eldest grandson falling from the sky is getting slower and slower, and the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

"Gu Fenghua, are you really dying?" The eldest sun Luo Cang turned his head and looked back. Finally, he could not help but yell.