Chapter 5349: 5349 Can't help but feel like a knife

  Chapter 5349 5349 Can't help but feel like a knife

   Seeing that the silver giant dragon transformed by the sword light of Yeyun Ji shattered under the palm-by-hand bombardment of the Celestial Sage Sage, the hope that everyone had finally ignited was once again extinguished by a bucket of cold water, and for a while, their hearts were ashamed.

   "Yun Ji!" Gu Fenghua suddenly exclaimed, his voice trembling slightly, and a bit of sadness appeared in his eyes.

Lorne and the others raised their heads and followed her line of sight. They saw that the tall and illusory figure took advantage of the opportunity of the dragon to burst, flew past, came to the edge of the space crack, and raised the long sword again. .

   "Looking for death!" The roar of Heavenly Sage Sage sounded, seeming to be a little flustered.

  The two giant palms of Heavenly Spirit condensed, and they patted Ye Yunji head-on, but it was half a beat. Seeing a flash of silver light, Ye Yunji had already rushed into the crack in that space.

   Immediately afterwards, there was another loud noise.

  In the space crack, a qi machine tumbling, Ye Yunji's figure was swallowed, and the space crack closed quickly! It turned out that Ye Yunji sacrificed the sacred soul body to close the gap in space.

   "Big Brother Ye!" Lorne whispered, and his teary eyes turned red.

  Fatty Bai, Ye Wusai and others bit their lips tightly, tears flickering at the corners of their eyes.

  Zhong Lingxiu and Liu Sanjue had no sympathy with Ye Yunji, but seeing the sacred soul body being swallowed by the tumbling Qi machine, the nose was also sour, and the eye sockets were moist again.

  Despite the destruction of the sacred soul body, the deity will not have life worry, but it will inevitably be severely injured, and the cultivation level will also drop sharply.

  If you are an ordinary strong person, if your cultivation base declines, let's go down, just re-cultivation. But who can condense the sacred soul body, who is the ordinary strong, who has this ability, who is not the top strong of the Promise Holy Heaven, every small breakthrough may take thousands of years, if it is not lucky Well, there will be no diligence in ten thousand years of penance.

  This also means that the young man just sacrificed the sacred soul body, and the loss of cultivation may never be restored, and the cultivation way may end, leaving a lifetime of regret.

  Gu Fenghua knew that Ye Yunji was different from ordinary people. The loss of this saint soul body might not have that serious consequences, but watching that tall figure disappear in front of his eyes, he still couldn't help feeling like a knife.

   However, it is obviously not the time when the children are in love, just when the space crack is about to close, a sword light slams out, not at them, but at the depths of the abyss.

   "Go!" Gu Fenghua pulled the most injured Liu Sanjue and Fang Tianyou, and fleeing in the opposite direction of the space crack.

  Although he didn't know what the Heavenly Sage Sage wanted to do, but the old man even used the sword, obviously he was very angry, and he must have no more reservations, how could she dare to be careless.

  Zhong Lingxiu and the others also saw the sword light, realized that it was not good, did not dare to delay, and did not care about sorrow, and hurriedly followed.

   "Boom, boom, boom, boom..." Deep in the abyss of the sky, the sound of explosions sounded one after another.

  The boundless sky and abyss, instantly boiled, like a torch thrown into hot oil, burning violently and exploding! The chaotic and fierce turbulent wind has become extremely violent, like the sea under a storm, setting off a torrent of waves, and in an instant, it swallowed Gu Fenghua and others.

   "Hahahaha, I want to see, who can save you!" Heavenly Sovereign's merciless laughter sounded again, but was quickly overwhelmed by the tossing waves.

The violent turbulent wind is surging from all directions, and helpless figures follow the wave like rootless duckweed, and like a weak canoe, rolling in the wind and waves, sometimes being thrown to the peak of the huge wave, and sometimes heavy. Of leaving the bottom of the peak.

  (End of this chapter)