My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

The disciples of both tribes were anxious and wanted to stop them, but after taking a few steps forward, they were forced back by the tremendous pressure and murderous intent.

Seeing this, Jiang Liangshi was so anxious that he wanted to stamp his feet.

In this battle, Ji Mingfeng and Duanmu Linxiu will definitely die. And once they die, the spirit witch clan and the underworld witch clan will become mortal enemies, and there will be no room for change.

The ancient witch clan will most likely perish!

In the Holy Witch Hall, Song Yuan was also heartbroken. Either intentionally or unintentionally, she looked at Gu Fenghua in despair. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and her eyes widened in disbelief.

At some point, Gu Fenghua stood up. She stared at the ancient mural and stretched out her palm to lightly draw it. In the mural, streams flowed down from the mountains and converged into rivers, like a long dragon, galloping through the ancient land and merging into the vast ocean. .

The next moment, she raised her palm again, and the mountain peaks penetrated the ground and towered into the clouds. As she moved her fingers, clouds floated in the mountains, like the legendary fairyland.

The next moment, she stroked her palm gently, and on the barren land, grasses sprouted from the ground. In the blink of an eye, the desert turned into an endless grassland, with colorful flowers like stars, and it seemed that she could smell the intoxicating scent. Floral.

The ancient and vast world is constantly changing under Gu Fenghua's hands, as if the vicissitudes of hundreds of millions of years are now visible before his eyes.

Illusion, is it an illusion? Song Yuan rubbed his eyes hard.

Sure enough, when I opened my eyes again, the mural had returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. But Song Yu'an was certain that everything he saw just now was not an illusion.

Because at this moment, nine golden holy beads appeared between Gu Fenghua's eyebrows. Not only the holy beads themselves, but also the golden light emitted was so rich and substantial that each one was as bright as the brightest star in the night sky. Bright stars.

Ninth Grade Emperor Saint, the pinnacle!

Song Yu'an remembered clearly that three days ago, Gu Fenghua was still in the middle stage of the ninth rank of Emperor Saint. Unless she fully understood the art of ancient witchcraft, she would never be able to reach the peak in such a short period of time.

Once one fully understands the art of ancient witchcraft, one can become one with the aura of witchcraft and mantra contained in the murals, showing the changes in heaven and earth over hundreds of millions of years. Of course, this was also a legend before this. Song Yu'an had never heard of anyone who could truly understand the ancient witchcraft.

Even though the facts were right in front of him, Song Yuan was still stunned and speechless for a long time.

"Let's go." While she was in a daze, Gu Fenghua had already walked out.

"Creak..." As soon as he reached the door, the tall and heavy palace door opened on its own, and the restrictions set by Ji Mingfeng collapsed, as if they had never existed at all.

Almost at the same time, outside the hall, Ji Mingfeng and Duanmu Linxiu waved their wooden sticks at the same time.

The majestic mountain peaks fell in the air, making a heavy roaring sound that made people breathless.

"Roar..." The dragon soul of Yaizhen roared loudly, and crashed head-on with the dark clouds of lightning and thunder.

Although they haven't collided yet, the ground has begun to shake violently, and the energy of destruction has filled the entire valley.

"Great Elder..." The disciples of the two clans cried out sadly at the same time. Many of them were half-kneeling on the ground, with tears of grief in their eyes.

Everyone knows that the outcome of this battle is no longer important. If the destiny shaman soul is activated, both elders will definitely die. In fact, at this time, crack-like wounds had appeared on Ji Mingfeng and Duanmu Linxiu's bodies, blood was pouring out, and their vitality had already begun to disappear quickly.

"Two elders, stop." At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and Gu Fenghua's beautiful figure appeared at the door of the hall.