Chapter 445 (1/2)

The tip of the sword gradually increases at a slow speed, but there are still some degrees to be separated from the use of the sword body.

I feel that the spiritual power in the body is gradually exhausted. Gu Lingzhi's mouth is full of miraculous medicine to restore the spiritual power, but it is still not enough.

This chaos light ball needs a lot of power. It's useless to restore power by swallowing pills.

Anxiously, Gu Lingzhi saw the three people flying in the middle of the sky to put cold arrows to pan Luo from time to time. He immediately said in a high voice, ”please help me with the help of the three elders.”

The three men smell the words and look at Gu Lingzhi. When they see the group of light on the tip of the Feng dance sword that makes them tremble, they don't need to talk about it. They spontaneously gather around Gu Lingzhi, stand behind him, put their hands against his back heart, and send the spirit to him without reservation.

With the help of three people, Gu Lingzhi's body is on the verge of exhaustion. Finally, it fills up, manipulates the three people's spiritual strength lost to her, and gradually converges towards the Feng dance sword.

Finally, the nail size gray light group slightly quivered, like a gray candle fire, gently swaying.

Gu Lingzhi looks at the light group that can complete the submission of all things and smiles, toots his mouth and blows gently towards the tip of the sword.

The fire, which was formed by the chaotic aura, flew to the direction of Panluo through a dandelion seed.

The branches on the way seem to know that the fire is to help themselves. When the fire passes by, make way for a passage. Even the main body of the tree is struggling with the cost of being cut off by Pan Luo. It is also cooperating to keep pan Luo in place and try to keep the other side on the route of the fire.

Pan Luo's heart throbbed a little as if something dangerous was approaching. But what can threaten our existence besides a big tree that we have been hidden under?

Gu Lingzhi's ants, it's not too late for him to pick up the tree and deal with them.

The overconfidence of his own strength made Panluo miss the chance to win in the end.

Poof -

a slight sound that can't be slighted rings on Pan Luo.

Pan Luo only felt that his body seemed to be bitten by some mosquito, and there was a slight sense of paralysis. Then his round body, which absorbed countless spiritual powers, collapsed.

”Damn it! What is the situation! ” Panluo panicked.

But no matter how flustered, it can't change the established facts.

His body was pierced by a gray flame the size of a nail plate.

This wound, in the past, does not pose any threat to him at all.

But now it's deadly. Endless spiritual power flows out along the nail size wound of chaos spiritual fire. Panluo's body is the deflated ball, which quickly thins down.

The thin pan Luo, without a lot of spiritual support, was hit hard by a thick branch to the ground. A three meter deep pit was made.

Without waiting for him to climb up from the pit, countless small branches first entangled him, dragged him out from the bottom of the pit, and raised his limbs high.

”Asshole, let me go, Lin Tian, you old man! You let me go! ” Panluo cried out in fear.

Thin down, he is just a common superior God, still will be affected by the demon plant that sleepy spirit. The spirit force is confined in the body, and there is no powerful magic method.

Gu Lingzhi, exhausted and slumped on the ground, hears this sentence and stares at the roaring Panluo.

”Lin Tian...” Is that the name she remembered?

At this moment's Panluo, which also has a little God King's majesty? Faced with death, he is not even a little bit hard-working as a child. After roaring without success, he even shamelessly begged for mercy.

”Shifu, Shifu, I am wrong. Please let me go. I swear that I will never be against the spirit clan again. In the past, you can let me go... ”

Pan Luo's words, in Gu Lingzhi's brain turn over the river and fall into the sea.

There is only one master of Pan Luo, Lin Tian, the leader of the lingzu clan who was used by him.

Is that patriarch still alive?

Gu Lingzhi's breathing is rapid.

It's a pity that demon plant is demon plant after all. No matter how powerful it is, it can't speak.