Chapter 422

Gu Daofeng looked at Fang Lin calmly and indifferently, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Is this your last words?" Gu Daofeng said, and then he shot at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin's face showed despair. Gu Daofeng was a master of the Tian Yuan realm, and he was seriously injured. It was a fool's dream to want to fight it.

However, even if there is a wide gap, Fang Lin will not sit idly by and fight directly without a boundary stone.

Gu Daofeng's face was expressionless, and his body swayed slightly, which was to easily avoid the boundless stone, and at the same time, he slapped Fang Lin.

With this palm, Gu Daofeng didn't leave his hand at all. It can be said that he went all out to kill Fang Lin with the attitude of lion fighting rabbit.

The wind was blowing at the foot of Fang Lin, and the Jiuchong sky footwork was deployed and retreated continuously, but the palm of the ancient Daofeng was like blocking the sky and blocking the sun, with a momentum that Fang Lin could not resist, rolling towards Fang Lin.

The palm of his hand had not yet fallen, but the terrible breath had made Fang Lin spew blood, and he felt as if he was about to be crushed.

"No!" Fang Lin roared in his heart and his eyes were red. He didn't want to die, let alone die in the hands of ancient Daofeng.

But in the face of the absolute gap in strength, Fang Lin can't escape, let alone stop it. For him, there is only a dead end to the current situation.

When a little happy color appeared on the face of ancient Daofeng, suddenly, the expression of ancient Daofeng solidified.

The hand he blasted out, rigidly stopped in the air, and even his whole body, as if petrified, could not move, and maintained the posture of palming Fang Lin.

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to be quiet, and any sound disappeared in an instant.

Fang Lin fell to the ground, panting, looking at the ugly but immovable ancient Taoist style with shocked eyes. He was also confused for a time, and he didn't know what happened.

Suddenly, a dry arm stretched out from Fang Lin's Jiugong bag, slowly extending to the ancient road wind with a strong breath of death.

Fang Lin's expression changed dramatically, and he recognized the owner of the dry arm.

It was the arm of the old corpse demon Saint sealed in the polar sea tripod by Fang Lin.

At this moment, this dry arm stretched out from the Jiugong bag and went towards the ancient road wind. Although it was slow, it was depressed and strange.

Gu Daofeng's pupils widened, and he looked unbelievably at the dry arm coming towards him. He wanted to move, but his body seemed to be bound by a force, and even a finger could not be free.

At this moment, the desperate people changed from the previous Fanglin to the current ancient road style.

The dry arm continued to extend, slowly grasping his head in the frightened eyes of Gu Daofeng.

When the palm of his hand touched the body of Gu Daofeng, Gu Daofeng fell into an ice cellar, and his body seemed to lose temperature in an instant.

The dry palm grabbed Gu Daofeng's head, and then an invisible force gushed out. Suddenly, the blood of Gu Daofeng's whole body was pouring into the dry arm.

It can be seen to the naked eye that the ancient Taoist style's cheeks began to lose weight, his body became listless, his eyes protruded, and his eyes were full of despair.

Fang Lin saw a chill. The old corpse demon saint was clearly absorbing the vitality of the ancient Taoist style.

Then Fang Lin thought of a terrible thing. If the old mummy absorbed the vitality of the ancient Taoist wind, wouldn't he wake up and won't he also be sucked by the old mummy?

Thinking of this, Fang Lin immediately panicked. He couldn't even deal with an ancient Taoist wind in the Tianyuan realm. If the old mummy woke up, Fang Lin could really commit suicide.

The process of absorption is neither fast nor slow, but the process of clearly feeling the passage of their own vitality is unimaginable.

Fang Lin asked himself that if the person being sucked at the moment was himself, he would rather end himself immediately than suffer such torture.

It's horrible!

After half a cup of tea, Gu Daofeng became a mummy, but he was not dead, but his blood had been sucked away. Although he was not dead, there was only one breath left.

Originally elegant face, now it is dry and ugly, with a strong twilight, a pair of protruding eyes with a color of misery and despair.

Gu Daofeng stared at Fang Lin. he was unwilling. He came to kill Fang Lin without any reason to fail, but he happened to encounter such a strange thing.

At present, Gu Daofeng knew that he was dying, but he was unwilling. He had not killed Fang Lin and reunited with his son.

On his deathbed, Gu Daofeng suddenly regretted why he had suppressed Fang Lin and why he was so obsessed. If he put everything down, how could he fall into such a situation?

Unfortunately, although Gu Daofeng was extremely regretful, he was already a dying man and was destined to live for no more than a moment.

Fang Lin looked at the ancient road wind that was about to die, but he didn't feel much happy. Instead, he felt a little bad.

Perhaps the contradiction between gudaofeng and himself is just because he threatens the status of Guhanshan, the son of gudaofeng.

Speaking of it, this ancient Taoist style is not an unforgivable person. He loves his son, but he goes too far.

Gu Daofeng looked at Fang Lin and didn't know what he was thinking. The brilliance in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the only breath left was completely dispersed.

Ancient Daofeng, dead.

Zixia danzong's first building, ancient Daofeng, died in this desolate place, and died miserably.

The dry arm, which absorbed the Qi and blood of the ancient Taoist wind, slowly returned to the Jiugong bag, and then there was no movement, as if it had never appeared just now.

Fang Lin breathed heavily, calmed down, and realized that he was not safe at the moment. It was close to the dense forest, and the people of Yinsha hall could come at any time.

At that moment, Fang Lin stood up, bit a piece of Xinghua grass again to alleviate the injury, and then took the Jiugong bag of ancient Daofeng and went away directly in one direction.

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After half an hour, Gu Hanshan, the woman in blue and several people in black chased here. Gu Hanshan saw the ancient Taoist wind that had fallen to the ground and had been dead for a long time, and immediately a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his eyes were about to crack.

"Dad!!!" Gu Hanshan screamed bitterly, and almost collapsed before he fell on the body of Gu Daofeng.

Gu Hanshan never thought that he could see Fang Lin's body and his father here.

But now, only his father's body is cold lying here, and so miserable.

"Fang Lin! I want you to die!" Gu Hanshan's fists hit the ground hard, and his eyes were full of blood. The part of his body that belonged to man was swallowed by the body of monsters.

Besides, Fang Lin, after staggering and escaping, finally entered the border of the state of Qian, but he found that he had come to a very strange place.