Chapter 1553: I was too anxious to forget her

   Chapter 1553 Too anxious to forget her

   Suddenly, Zhong Nantian had just made half of his handprints and stuck in the air, spouting a mouthful of blood, and the Jiuqiao Lingxinmu suddenly shook and withered faster.

  Obviously, there was something wrong with his handprints. Not only did it fail to stimulate the life origin of the Nine-Aperture Lingxin Wood to form a spiritual seed, it actually made it die faster!

Zhong Nantian’s face turned pale: whether the descendants of Nanlizong can learn the Nine Heavens Magic Thunder Sword, and whether the sect can rise again, all hopes rest on the body of the nine-aperture spiritual tree. If he can’t succeed, it’s Nan. The biggest sinner in the diversion!

  Taking a breath, Zhong Nantian gathered his mind with all his strength and slapped his fingerprints again. Regrettably, as the so-called concern is chaos, he was just embracing himself temporarily, but now he is worried, how can he succeed?

  This time, only less than half of the handprints were printed, and he sprayed out another mouthful of blood, and the speed of the Nine Orifice Spirit Heart Wood withered a little faster.

  Failed again, Zhong Nantian was even more anxious, and kept making handprints again and again.

But the more flustered, the more jerky and chaotic the handprints, the handprints were printed one after another, Zhongnan's face was like gold paper, and his forehead was sweaty, but the blood spurted out of his mouth again and again, and even the clothes on his chest were dyed. It got a bright red, and the nine-aperture spirit heart tree was dying, and the demon plant's aura that burst out like a reflection of light was getting weaker and weaker.

  Finally, he made a few more handprints, and Zhong Nantian vomited blood and fell on his back!

  "Master!" Lorne strode forward to hold him, and at the same time fed a few sacred pills into his mouth.

  Pill power flowed, Zhong Nantian's haggard face returned to a trace of blood, and he wanted to continue making handprints, but his fingers trembled violently, but they couldn't make a single shot.

   is over, completely over. From now on, Nanlizong will never have a chance to rise again! There was despair in his eyes.

   "Senior Zhong, let me figure out a solution." At this moment, Gu Fenghua stepped forward and said.

  Zhong Nantian was slightly startled, and then his eyes showed joy. He was too anxious just now, but he forgot Gu Fenghua.

Previously, Gu Fenghua had studied the eight formations of Nanli and opened the eight formations. The speed was completely beyond his expectation. He even caught him by surprise. If it weren't for the assistance of Lorne, he almost missed it. A big deal.

  Gu Fenghua’s talent and savvy, of course, there is no doubt about it. Even the so profound and mysterious Nanli Eighth Formation can't be troubled by her. Isn't it a matter of time to comprehend this nine-aperture vitality mark?

  Zhong Nantian picked up the seal formula on the ground with the fastest speed, and was about to hand it to Gu Fenghua, but suddenly his expression was dark, and his eyes showed regret again.

The vitality of the Nine-Aperture Spirit Wood is getting weaker and weaker. Looking at this situation, it must be impossible to hold on for half a quarter of an hour. Even if Gu Fenghua’s talent is too strong and perceptive, it is impossible to learn the Nine-Aperture in such a short time. Vigorously print and type them out one by one.

"Why didn't you think of her earlier, wasting so much time, Nan Lizong's only chance, it was ruined in my hands like this..." Zhong Nantian clutched his beard tightly, regretting that he couldn't wait to kill him. .

   "It's not me." Gu Fenghua didn't know what Zhong Nantian was thinking. He shook his head and said after seeing him hand over the imprinting formula.

  Not you? Zhong Nantian gave Gu Fenghua a strange look. The three of them were there. It wasn't Gu Fenghua. Could it be that Lorne failed? If Gu Fenghua made a move, how much would there be such a chance, Lorne would make a move? It's better to let him spray to death.

  (End of this chapter)