It can be seen that the experience of Daochi in the Qing Yuan Dynasty really requires a high level of physique. Even if he Xinda's cultivation in the holy land is difficult, he can only reach the fifth Daochi now.

Even if he has the intention to kill himself, he must be unable to do it now. Whether he can catch up with himself or not is a matter of two. The feeling of uneasiness had nothing to do with him.

If it's not he Xinda, who will it be? The other disciples of Zhengyang Taoist mansion are also good. They have all reached the top five. If one or two of them, she may be able to deal with them. If they rush up, she will be very lucky.

However, in addition to the young disciple who followed he Xinda's step by step, the others were left far behind, and obviously it would not be them.

So, who will it be?

Gu Fenghua's speed became slower and slower. He concentrated his mind and looked around with vigilance. Finally, he stopped.

"Fenghua, what's the matter?" In the void array, Lin Yuantang said suspiciously.

"Of course, I'm feeling the aura of Daochi again. By this time, my family will be able to reach the ninth Daochi directly." Su Guang said with a proud face.

"Own" Fenghua has such amazing qualifications, of course, he should be proud of it.

But when he said this, he was somewhat regretful.

When we had a quarrel with Kou chuchen just now, he should not have changed his words, but insisted that he would step up to heaven. Now, it's a bit of a afterthought.

It's no wonder that over the years, we only lose but don't win. We even boast that we have to look forward to both ends of the snake and the mouse. It's strange that we should be able to win! Secretly regret at the same time, he made a profound review of the first half of his life.

"Yes, as long as the Fenghua enlightenment is over, you will be able to reach the ninth Daochi in one move." Lin Yuantang also said confidently.

"It's a pity that there are only nine Daochi in total. Even if there are more, Fenghua will be able to climb it." Chen Mengdie, with a look of disapproval, has more confidence in Gu Fenghua than Su Guang.

"There are more than a few. Even if there are more than a hundred or a thousand, it's hard to defeat my family." Zhuang Mengdie is even more arrogant, big head 45 degrees up, a pair of heaven and earth, Laozi or Laozi's most elegant appearance.

Hello, it's my family. When did it become your family? Su Guang takes a bad look at Zhuang Mengdie.

He finally understood why the Su family could only be worshipped from generation to generation, while others were either the governor or the governor. Others are not only more able to blow, but also more shameless than him.

Next to him, the heads of all the prefectures and prefectures drew at the same time and looked up, but not arrogantly, but painstakingly searching and searching. What are you looking for? Look for the cattle!

Cao Fangyi, Kou chuchen and others no longer have the previous depression, but a sneer.

Maybe Gu Fenghua really has the strength to win the ninth Daochi, but unfortunately, she won't have that chance.

Others didn't notice that one of the disciples of Zhengyang Daofu was missing, but they could see it clearly. Obviously, huntian has already started.

Perhaps, Gu Fenghua stopped suddenly because he was aware of the crisis?

But what about sensing? Chaos huntian, that's the strong man of the half path saint. Let alone Gu Fenghua, even if all the people in the Daofu of the Qing Dynasty join hands, they are definitely not its opponents!

Gu Fenghua is dead!

……

Again and again, Gu Fenghua did not find any difference. But the result made her more alert.