"Since Fenghua has said so, you don't have to worry." Before Liu Sanjue could make a decision, Zhu Sifang waved his hand to dispel everyone's doubts.
"Miss Gu, come on." After speaking, Zhu Sifang and the others backed away, giving way to the position of the array.
He could have opened the Yunhe Tiangang Formation by himself, but he asked Gu Fenghua and others to help him because of his lack of strength, so as long as they are strong enough, it doesn't matter if there are fewer people.
Gu Fenghua stood still. Luo Enen and Fatty Bai had already prepared for it, and quickly stepped on to a few positions next to them, and then gathered their hearts and circulated their holy energy to prepare for the attack.
This is obviously not the time to explain his identity, Liu Sanjue looked depressed, and also set foot on a spot.
Zhong Lingxiu also came to the place where she was standing before, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down. She also realized that two successive misses had already made her lose her due calmness, which was a big taboo for a formation mage.
"Lingxiu." Gu Fenghua suddenly called out.
Zhong Lingxiu finally calmed down, but soon became uneasy again: Lingxiu? Please don't be so affectionate, okay, do I know you very well?
Of course, she can only slander this sentence, she will never say it. Otherwise, Gu Fenghua will use facts to prove how "intimate" the two are.
"Why?" Zhong Lingxiu asked angrily.
"Is your injury really unimportant? Why don't you heal your injury first, this situation is basically related to the life and death of everyone, so don't be careless." Gu Fenghua said.
"Please worry about it, this little injury is nothing to me. You don't have to worry about the formation, this time you won't miss it again." Zhong Lingxiu said angrily.
"It seems that you said the same thing just now." Lonen muttered.
Slapped in the face, slapped in the face again. Zhong Lingxiu was ashamed and indignant.
Can't be distracted, must succeed, must succeed. As expected of a powerhouse of the seventh rank of Emperor Sage, Zhong Lingxiu's tenacity is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary disciples of the Holy Sect. In the end, he forcibly suppressed the shame and anger in his heart, ignored Gu Fenghua and the others, but desperately gathered his mind to accumulate the Holy Spirit. gas.
"Start." Zhong Lingxiu made her handprint again.
At the same time, Gu Fenghua also made his fingerprints.
Just like before, at the same time that the Yunhe Tiangang formation was closed, another formation fell in the air, and in the foundation of the formation, the power of the chaotic and violent formation was firmly suppressed again.
Must be successful, must be successful! Zhong Lingxiu kept reminding herself, using all her mind to make handprints one after another.
This time, her movements were slower, but the whirling runes were even more gorgeous and dazzling, and she subconsciously immersed herself in it, as if a moving movement sounded in her mind.
Finally, the last rune flew out, dropping the last note for this magnificent movement.
"Shouldn't you miss again this time?" A formation master whispered.
"Shouldn't it be possible?" Another formation master said.
Zhong Lingxiu's set of handprints was even more perfect than before, and they really couldn't think of a possibility of failure. But because of the lessons learned from the previous two times, they still couldn't let go of their hearts.
Will not miss, absolutely will not miss! Compared with outsiders, Zhong Lingxiu herself is full of confidence. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com