The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Little did he know that Gu Xuanzhan was also sweating coldly. Just now, a thorn passed through him at high speed, piercing through a purple mansion cultivator and several low-level monsters before sinking into the ground.

However, after all, he had lived for many years and had seen a lot of storms and waves. He quickly came to his senses. He hurried to Gu Changyue and took out a third-level healing pill for her to take.

At this time, Gu Changyue's face was gray and her eyes were dull. One hand covered her wound and the other hand tightly grasped Gu Changcheng's sleeve.

On the other side, the Gu family member in Gu Changqing's arms had died.

When Gu Changhuan rushed over, he saw that Gu Changyue's abdomen was pierced with a big hole, which injured his internal organs. In just a short while, the blood had soaked his clothes.

Gu Xuanzhan was a little surprised to see him suddenly appear here, but more of a surprise.

The matter of saving people cannot be delayed in a race against time. Before Gu Xuanzhan and Gu Changcheng could say anything, Gu Changhuan started to perform the Deliverance Technique.

The Gu family looked at each other, and Gu Shiqing collected the body of the dead clan member with a sad face. Everyone gathered around Gu Changhuan to protect him.

Under the joint healing of the third-level elixir and the Deliverance Technique, Gu Changyue's internal organs grew slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Slowly, Gu Changyue's face gradually revealed vitality, and her eyes became brighter. She leaned on Gu Changcheng, and the clan members around her were still fighting with the demon clan.

Seeing that Gu Changyue was out of danger, the Gu family members breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Changhuan came in time, otherwise Changyue would really be a beautiful woman with a short life.

After Gu Changhuan cured Gu Changyue, his spiritual sense swept around.

Their position was not good. If they went a little further, they would have run to the center.

But the good news is that although the human race lost a lot of cultivators just now, the human race has already gained the upper hand. If nothing unexpected happens, at most in two hours, they will be able to kill 60% of these monsters.

And the fourth-level monsters are obviously no match for these Jindan cultivators, and they are retreating step by step.

Seeing victory in sight, Gu Changhuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He patted the storage bag, summoned Qing Tu and Mo Lin, asked them to help take care of the tribe, and took a look at the sky.

Then he couldn't help but take a breath.

Because he saw another fourth-level monster spit out a storage bag.

Jun Tian Zhenren opposite it looked stern, and he didn't have time to think about what kind of strange magic weapon was in the storage bag. An ancient bowl flew out of his hand and covered the storage bag at once. m.

And the ball that released the thorns before had been sealed by Qi Zhi with a fourth-level spirit talisman.

Jun Tian Zhenren's ancient bowl is one of the best in terms of prohibition, so no matter how the monster activates the storage bag and wants to summon the magic weapon inside, it is in vain.

However, Jun Tian Zhenren can stop one, but not five or ten.

The surviving fourth-level monsters threw out a storage bag, and then the balls flew out one by one, while those fourth-level monsters fled.

The adults have already said that if the situation is not good, there is no need to fight to the death with the human cultivators, just run away.

Unfortunately, there are still too few fourth-level thorn beasts.

If there are hundreds of such magic weapons, then let alone these human beings, even the four-family coalition forces will have nothing to fear.

However, these fourth-level monsters can run away, but countless low-level cultivators and monsters cannot.

For a time, thousands of thorns shot towards the cultivators in all directions!

Feng Yidao frowned. How many similar magic weapons did the demon race refine?

At this time, in the low sky, Gu Changhuan had already taken out three sets of formations and activated them all.

There was no spiritual energy here. If you want the formation to exert its full power, you can only rely on the true essence or the spiritual energy of the spirit stone.

However, Gu Changhuan's true essence was deep, and it was no problem to support three sets of formations.

The clansmen of the Gu family were also very alert. The moment Gu Changhuan took out the formation, they had already approached.

There were also two old hands in the Purple Mansion period who quietly came over.

They took out the defensive talismans and exerted their body protection aura with all their strength, fearing that they would accidentally ruin their lives.

Gu Xuanzhan took two formation plates from Gu Changhuan, leaving one for himself and the other to several foundation-building cultivators of the Gu family, asking them to inject their true essence into it together, and the defensive effect would not be too bad.

Gu Changhuan glanced at the two Purple Mansion cultivators who came over, and asked Qingtu and Molin to keep a close eye on them. If the two people made any unusual movements, they would be killed directly.

So, Qingtu and Molin stared at each other without any concealment, with a hint of murderous intent in their vigilance.

At this time, the thorns, which were much denser than before, were already shooting towards them like meteors.

In the sky, Qi Zhi and other cultivators had dark faces and cast spells to stop those magic weapons.

There were also two Jindan cultivators chasing in the direction of the escape of the fourth-level monster, obviously wanting to beat the drowned dog.

Juntian Zhenren looked at the two coldly, urged the long halberd in his hand, and poured in his true essence. The long halberd was like a rainbow, smashing a ball that was releasing thorns to pieces!

Other Jindan cultivators also used various means to destroy or seal those balls that released thorns.

At the same time, in the low sky, many cultivators had already encountered the poisonous hands of these thorns.

Only a few cultivators can avoid or resist the attack of thorns. Most cultivators have almost no means to deal with these thorns. They can only pray to God for help and not be hit by thorns.

On Gu Changhuan's side, the three-layer defense formation still has some effect on these thorns. After passing through two layers of formations, the speed of the thorns that fall on the formation has slowed down, and the cultivators in the foundation-building stage can avoid them calmly.

In less than ten breaths, there were as many as three thorns that fell on their small formation!

However, these thorns were successfully intercepted by the formation without exception, and finally all of them were collected by Gu Changhuan.

Seeing this, the cultivators of the Gu family couldn't help but feel relieved.

At this time, Gu Changhuan smiled and glanced at the other two purple mansion cultivators hiding under his own formation, and said gently:

"I am Gu Changhuan.

I don't know what your names are, and where you come from?

How do you plan to repay my Gu family for saving your life?"