My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

I saw a piece of lavender mist gushing out from the depths of the valley, covering the group of monsters. The faint purple light in the eyes of the monsters became more intense, and the aura on their bodies became more violent. Even crazy. The most frightening thing is that their speed is twice as fast as before.

Even with your toes, you can imagine what will happen if you are caught up by this group of monsters. I am afraid that they will be torn to pieces in just a few breaths... No, they will be gnawed to the bone None left. Also torn to shreds? Think beautifully!

Not daring to look any further, the two quickly turned their heads and used all their strength to urge the Holy Qi to run forward.

Finally, the two rushed out of the valley, and the maze was close at hand!

"Roar!" In the depths of the valley, the rough roar of the beast sounded again, and the herd of beasts behind them roared in unison, completely falling into madness, and the speed was a little faster.

A giant red-horned python soared into the sky, leaped out from a group of monsters, opened its huge mouth and bit down on Gu Fenghua, the sharp snake teeth flashed the cold light of death.

Even without looking back, Gu Fenghua used his divine sense to detect everything behind him. The speed of this red-horned python is too fast and its strength is too strong, she can't escape at all.

"One sword, weeping ghosts and gods!" Since he couldn't escape, he had to give it a go.

"Nine days, phantom thunder!" Although Luo Enen didn't have the strong spiritual sense of Gu Fenghua, he could still feel the crisis behind him. Almost at the same time as Gu Fenghua made a move, her Cang Ming Sword was unsheathed again.

The red-horned python opened its mouth wide, its four snake teeth were chilling, and on the red horn, eight dark blue stripes shone brightly. This is exactly the soul pattern that will appear after the monster reaches the eighth level. Having eight blue soul patterns means that the strength of this red-horned python is already comparable to the eighth-rank human Xuansheng.

Even though Gu Fenghua's real combat strength has always been far beyond the realm of cultivation, but she found that she is only the fourth grade of Xuansheng after all, how could she be against the eighth grade of Xuansheng? But fortunately, she was not alone, and there was a Lornen by her side.

At the critical juncture, the two of them once again communicated with each other, and entered the artistic conception of Yashen's concentration. Of course, there are only two people now, so it cannot be said that Yashen is concentrating, but because there are only two people, the degree of compatibility between mind and spirit is higher than before. More importantly, the cultivation base of the two is no longer soul sage, but mysterious. Holy!

Just like the countless times in the Nether Sand Sea where I have used the eight gods to concentrate my mind, this time, as the two sword glows merged into one, the wonderful rhythm gushed out again between the heaven and the earth.

"Boom!" With the power of thunder that seemed to destroy everything in the world, the combined sword light slammed heavily into the huge mouth of the red-horned python. It let out a mournful cry and was directly blasted away by the sword. Going out, all the fangs were shattered, and in mid-air, blood gushed out gulps, and even a big hole was opened in the abdomen.

Obviously, Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen's sword that united their minds and minds not only shattered its fangs, but also severely damaged its internal organs.

The higher the cultivation base, the greater the gap between different realms. Later, even a difference of one level is like a world of difference. This is common sense in Wuji Shengtian.

It stands to reason that even if two Profound Sages of the seventh rank join forces, it would be difficult for them to easily defeat a Profound Sage of the eighth rank. As for Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen, one of the fourth grade of Profound Sage and one of the first grade of Profound Sage, they were able to severely injure an eighth-rank monster comparable to the eighth grade of Profound Sage with just one sword. Such a record is already enough to be proud of. However, there was no pride on the faces of the two of them, only deep helplessness.