Fortunately, everyone had a tacit understanding and did not need her reminder. Almost as she set off, Luo Enen and others also developed their body movements and were still following her closely.

Although Song Yuan did not have their tacit understanding, he had been there once and had some experience and followed closely behind.

In front, two Netherworld Sandstorms were tumbling towards each other, and the situation was exactly the same as before. However, this time, Luo Enen and others were no longer surprised, and rushed forward with Gu Fenghua.

A salon swept into the sky, and then quickly returned to peace. The Netherworld Sandstorm here was obviously stronger and more violent than what Gu Fenghua and Su Muyun had encountered before, but the speed of each other disappearing faster after the collision.

Just as the salon disappeared, Gu Fenghua and others rushed into the short slit of calm again, and then continued to rush forward without stopping.

The wind roared like thunder, and the sandstorms in the darkness disappeared and rose. Gu Fenghua and others flew around, just like warships riding the wind and waves in the storm. Although the storms are raging around, they are still moving forward steadily.

In this way, he passed through the chaotic sandstorm without any danger. Luo Enen and others occasionally looked at Gu Fenghua's back, with their eyes full of admiration.

Song Yuan also showed surprise in his eyes. Although he had long guessed that Gu Fenghua had the strength to travel through the sandstorm, he did not expect that she would have taken Luo Enen and others through the sandstorm so easily.

Of course, based on her understanding of these heavy sandstorms, she also knew that all this was not as simple as it seemed.

This Gu Fenghua is indeed not simple. Song Yuan used a little force in his fingers, and a silver light flashed through his fingers.

The roaring and surging of sandstorms was so chaotic, but the deepest part of the sandstorm was calm.

At this time, hundreds of saints led by Lu Aochen stood outside the forbidden barrier, each holding his sword tightly and calming down.

"Slay!" With Lu Aochen's shout, hundreds of sword lights slashed out at the same time, attacking the same position in the barrier.

It seems that Lu Aochen wanted to concentrate the efforts of everyone to break through a little, so as to open the forbidden barrier. Unfortunately, their joint sword looked amazing, but it was obviously not as tacit understanding as Gu Fenghua and others. Most of the sword powers were offset by each other, and less than half of them fell to the barrier.

The water waves rippled above the barrier, and sword lights spread out, causing no damage to the barrier at all.

"Come again!" Lu Aochen shouted in a deep voice.

Everyone took a deep breath and continued to accumulate holy energy.

"Slay!" As Qing shouted, everyone followed Lu Aochen and slashed out with one sword again.

But the water ripples, but the result is exactly the same.

Continue to accumulate holy energy, half a quarter of an hour later, everyone slashed out another sword, but the barrier was still unharmed, and there was no trace left.

The three swords in succession almost exhausted everyone's holy energy. More than a dozen saints with the lowest strength weakened their legs and fell to the ground. Others also used swords to support the ground, and their bodies were shaking. Even strong men like Qin Kuangge had a red face, showing a bit of pathology.

Among everyone, only Lu Aochen's expression remained unchanged, but if you look closely, you will find that his fingers holding the hilt of the sword were trembling slightly.

In fact, they have tried the same method dozens of times, and the holy energy is rapidly consumed, and even his second-level Xuansheng cultivation level can hardly be maintained.
Chapter completed!