Chapter 5587

"Even if it's just a coincidence, it's hard for her to go to the holy witch Valley at this time." It's true, but others are worried.

"Do you think that Gu Fenghua is too high? What else can't you feel at ease if Lord Shengying does it himself?" At this time, someone said coldly.

The others were slightly stunned, and soon the frown stretched out.

"Yes, no matter how strong Gu Fenghua's strength is, he can still be better than the shadow master. We've been thinking too much, ha ha."

"Last time, if it wasn't for Shangguan HaoChen and others to support her, how could she live to this day? She dares to go to the holy witch Valley, and she doesn't know how to die."

"Heaven can still live by doing evil, but we can't live by doing evil. We just wait for the good news from the shadow."

"Gu Fenghua is a young man. If he can achieve this kind of cultivation, he can be regarded as a once-in-a-million-year cultivation wizard. It's a pity that he doesn't know how to advance or retreat. He has to be an enemy to Shengjun. It's a pity, it's a pity."

As they walked and talked, there was no previous worry on their faces, and they even held deep pity and regret for Gu Fenghua.

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After three days in a hurry, Gu Fenghua still sat cross legged in the hall of the holy witch, gazing at the ancient murals.

Demon pet space, colorful electric light alternately flash, bombard in small cheap flower body. The mysterious rhythm, with the medium of small cheap flowers, connects Gu Fenghua with the ancient murals.

In my ear, it seems that the wind is whispering, the sea of forest is like waves, and the spring is tinkling. A vast but ethereal Qi rushes into the meridians, and the holy Qi flows quickly and condenses in the sea of Qi.

Gu Fenghua is clearly aware that his cultivation is obviously improving.

She was a strong person in the middle of the ninth grade of emperor Sheng. Most of the world's saints could not reach such a state by practicing their whole life, or even practicing reincarnation one by one. If we really want to reach this level, it is extremely difficult to continue to improve. Even after thousands of years of hard work, we can't feel any improvement.

However, at this time Gu Fenghua did not have too many surprises. Not enough, this speed is not enough!

She felt that the power contained in the mural was as vast as the sea of stars. At this time, the Qi flowing into the meridians was only one thousandth or one in ten thousand.

Obviously, her understanding of the ancient witchcraft is not enough to touch the real mystery.

The heart and soul into the murals, as if to see the mountains and rivers of ancient times, every tree, every grass, every waterfall and stream are so clearly visible, but, but always feel that there is a thin layer of gauze blocking in front of us, it seems to touch, but how can not be broken.

Lorne and others sit beside her with their knees crossed, and their mind has melted into emptiness.

At the beginning, they just had nothing to do, holding the idea that it was better to find something to do when they were idle. Then they followed Gu Fenghua to continue to stare at the murals, and combined with the previously seen practice secrets to continue to understand the ancient witchcraft.

But gradually, the charm of the murals and Gu Fenghua's body became stronger and stronger, and they were also enveloped in them. Unconsciously, their mind also entered the emptiness, feeling the mysterious and vast Qi. The holy Qi was flowing rapidly, and their cultivation also improved.

Later, song Yu'an also noticed the strange, surprised and happy, followed the cultivation.

In the square outside the temple of the holy witch, there was a huge crowd.

Today is the day when the Lingwu clan and the Mingwu clan have been competing for thousands of years. All the Lingwu clan gather here, waiting for the arrival of the Mingwu clan.