Chapter 5593

The battle that decided the fate of the ancient witches has already begun. Ji Mingfeng obviously has no time to open the ban. For fear of being stabbed in the back, she can't open the ban. The only thing she can count on is Gu Fenghua.

However, in just three days, even if Fenghua has great power, what kind of realm can she comprehend the ancient witchcraft? Can she surpass the elder?

The more song Yu'an thought about it, the more desperate he was, and the hope in his eyes became weaker and weaker.

Gu Fenghua didn't see her despairing eyes, but at the beginning of the contest, she was also aware of it. At this time, she went away to see the dragon soul, and her heart was also secretly worried.

The wonderful charm of ancient witchcraft connects her closely with the murals. It seems that she was in the desolate world tens of thousands of years ago, and her holy spirit was flowing rapidly. Her strength is still constantly improving, reaching the late stage of the ninth grade of emperor saint. At the same time, she also felt the great power from the mountains and rivers of the earth.

But she knew that such strength and such understanding were not enough to open the prohibition set by Ji Mingfeng, and could not stop the war that was about to determine the fate of the ancient witches, or more accurately, destroy the ancient witches.

An invisible barrier, like a gauze, stands in front of us. Only by breaking this barrier can we understand the true meaning of ancient witchcraft and open the prohibition set by Ji Mingfeng.

However, how to break the barrier? Gu Fenghua tried his best to gather his mind, so that there were stabbing pain in his mind, but the invisible veil was still floating in front of him, like a flower in the fog.

"Ha..." suddenly, there was a clear crack in my mind, but it was so sweet.

In the demon pet space, a five color electric light suddenly exploded, and the hazy fog around the little cheap flower was smashed by the electric light from inside to outside. In a flash, like the chaos of the demon pet space are reflected in colorful, beautiful dreamlike.

Gu Fenghua felt his body was light, but his spirit came out of his body and entered the ancient murals.

Previously, she just looked down on the boundless world from the perspective of onlookers, but at this time, she was in the middle.

When you look up, you can see the towering peaks in front of you. They are like huge swords piercing the sky. The surrounding forest is like waves, fluctuating with the wind. The clear stream flows slowly beside you. The tender grass takes root and sprouts at your feet. The green branches and leaves come out, and the charming flowers are in full bloom. The intoxicating fragrance of the flowers comes.

The sky is changing and time flies by. Flowers wither, sprinkle the seeds of life, the next moment, they take root again, out of a colorful.

This is the power of life! Gu Fenghua gently stroked the soft and beautiful petals and felt a small but shocking power.

The earth vibrated, and the towering mountain in front of it suddenly collapsed. But before long, more peaks rose up, and valleys were formed among the mountains, from which streams flowed, converged into rivers and flowed in the vast land.

This is the power of mountains and rivers. So majestic, but so simple and pure.

The passage of time is faster and faster, the vicissitudes of life, all things change, as if in front of us.

A strange flower, but always proud in front of us, eternal. It faces the sun, the moon and the stars, unfolds the petals, assimilates that majestic power desperately, lets it collapse, lets it wind and rain, the vigor is unceasing, forever does not extinguish.