"temperament!"

Gu Shuo was in a horrified mood. Fenghou's magical power was music. She must have understood the meaning. Maybe there was even a secret in her magical power. The music power could not hurt her.

"Hahaha……"

Feng Roar laughed wildly, waving her two big sleeves, and one wind dragon after another roared towards Gu Shuo from around her body. Gu Shuo was like being in the center of a storm, constantly stabbing out the Tai Chi sword, forming a

Circle after circle of Tai Chi sword intention.

Four ounces makes a thousand pounds!

It kept removing the power of the wind dragon, but it also collapsed under the magical power of the wind dragon. One Tai Chi collapsed, and another Tai Chi was born. But the wind roar became more and more arrogant.

"Gu Shuo, let's see how long you can hold on. The peacock feathers you borrowed must have consumed a lot of money for you. How much spiritual energy does one golden elixir have to consume?"

Gu Shuo's expression was calm and Gu Jing was unruffled.

His right hand stabbed out Tai Chi sword after sword, his left hand was folded in his big sleeve, and there were a thousand golden elixir talismans in his hand. Thousands of spiritual power began to construct the talismans at the same time. He had mastered this so well that he could do it in just one breath.

After completing it, the talisman in his hand disappeared and turned into a Yin Talisman.

There are already thirty-six wind dragons strangling Tai Chi Tu. Tai Chi Tu continues to remove the power of the wind dragons, and is constantly collapsing, and is being stabbed out by Gu Shuo.

The surrounding towering ancient trees have been twisted into powder by the out-of-control wind dragon, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of sawdust.

A thousand Yin talismans flowed out from Gu Shuo's sleeves, and the problem now was to set up the Hundred Ghost Night Walking Talisman Array.

This Gu Shuo has not practiced yet. Now he can only follow his memory and start to mobilize the Yin Talisman to flow towards the roar of the wind. The Talisman turned into Yin Talisman, completely ignoring the strangulation in reality, as if sneaking in illusion. No matter it is

Tai Chi Sword Intent or Wind Dragon have no effect on the Yin Talisman.

Fenghou's petite figure was currently controlling forty-eight wind dragons, circling around Gu Shuo, as if the forty-eight wind dragons were flying around with her petite body.

The vortex formed by Tai Chi sword intention collapsed faster.

Peacock Ling only had sixteen breaths left.

A thousand Yin Talisman surrounded Fenghou, and as her body whirled around, Gu Shuo began to mobilize a thousand Yin Talismans according to the formation diagram of Hundred Ghost Night Walk, and placed each Yin Talisman at the node where it should be.

This was his first time doing this, and he was very unskilled, but with his perfect spirit control skills, he was still able to mobilize a thousand Yin Talisman relatively quickly.

The peacock feathers are being consumed rapidly, and time is getting less and less.

Fifteen breaths, fourteen breaths, thirteen breaths, twelve breaths, eleven breaths, ten breaths...

Gu Shuoan endured the anxiety in his heart and activated the Yin Talisman.

Nine breaths, eight breaths, seven breaths, six breaths...

There are invisible fluctuations in the sky, like illusory ripples.

A hundred ghosts march through the night.

Ten soul-eating ghosts suddenly appeared around Fenghou and penetrated into Fenghou's body. Fenghou heard the clicking sound of chewing coming from her body, and unbearable pain came from her soul.

"Ah..." She screamed and struggled in the air.

At the same time, Gu Shuo felt that the fingernail-sized spiritual consciousness liquid in his sea of ​​consciousness was being consumed rapidly, and he looked inside his sea of ​​consciousness.

Five breaths, four breaths, three breaths...

The last trace of liquid spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness disappeared.

Gu Shuo decisively mobilized the Yin Talisman. Even if just one Yin Talisman left the node, Baigui Yexing's formation collapsed. The formation collapsed and no longer absorbed spiritual consciousness, which made Gu Shuo breathe a sigh of relief.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."

At this time, Feng Roar was out of control. Her loss of control caused the wind dragon she controlled to lose control. Several wind dragons collided together, and the dragon scale-like wind blades collided together, causing sparks to appear from friction.

"boom……"

The thick wood chips on the ground were ignited, and the wind helped the fire, igniting a raging fire.

A moment of regret and joy flashed in Gu Shuo's eyes.

What he regrets is that Fenghou is not dead!

Fortunately, he interrupted the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts in time, and only lost the last bit of liquid spiritual consciousness, but his soul was not harmed.

Two breaths left!

Peacock Ling still has two breaths left.

"Qiang!"

Gu Shuo exploded all his power, the Nine Swords of the Wilderness, the secret of killing, and survived after being put to death.

"kill!"

At this moment, it was as if a voice shouting to kill came from the void. The murderous intention became even more tragic. In his desperation to put himself to death and live another day, he broke through the secret of killing. He was truly introduced to it.

"Boom boom boom..."

The disappearance of the soul-eating ghost made Fenghou wake up instantly, but it was too late. Although she frantically released the wind dragon, the wind dragons were intertwining with each other rapidly, building a wind dragon wall.

But in the end there was no time to complete the construction.

"boom……"

The wind dragon wall shattered with a bang, and the wind roared and flew backwards. There was a deep scar on his chest, and his beating heart could be faintly seen.

The injury to the soul and the body caused Fenghou to go crazy with fear.

His eyes were like those of a fierce ghost that chooses people to devour.

"Gu Shuo, I will cut you into pieces!"

In the raging fire, wind swirled around Gu Shuo's body, isolating the burning fire from the outside. Half of the peacock feathers circled around the body, but the peacock feathers had lost their luster. In fact, the peacock feathers had completely failed by now. But Gu Shuo had already lost its luster.

He used his spiritual power to control it to circle around his body, then looked at the roar of the wind in the air opposite, stretched out his fingers, hooked them, and shouted simply:

"Then come here!"

The fire spread and became stronger and stronger.

But apart from the sound of burning flames, there was no other sound. The whole scene became silent.

The previous brutal fighting and violent roars disappeared, and only the ruins of fire made the silence more prominent.

Bei Wushuang and others looked at Gu Shuo's back with shock on their faces.

They knew that Gu Shuo was very strong and could cross levels to challenge him. Not long ago, he had killed a desolate beast whose strength was equivalent to that of the late Nascent Soul.

But that is a desolate beast, a stupid desolate beast with no intelligence, no magical powers, only strength!

But now the person who was seriously injured by Gu Shuo was a late-stage Nascent Soul of the demon race who possessed wisdom and magical powers.

Although with the assistance of Peacock Ling...

Bei Wushuang's eyes narrowed. Others only knew that Gu Shuang had peacock feathers, but Bei Wushuang knew more about Gu Shuang's peacock feathers. After all, he had watched them carefully. At this time, he was shocked to find that the half of the peacock feathers surrounding Gu Shuang

The peacock feather has lost its last trace of luster...

In other words, the peacock feather has become useless.

Gu Shuo was trying to scare the other party.
Chapter completed!