Jun Mohuang held the dragon blood scepter in his hand and used the acceleration function of the phoenix wings to the extreme.
The speed of falling downward is very fast, coupled with the dragon blood scepter's boost.
When the three are superimposed, Jun Mohuang's speed is so fast that ordinary people can't even imagine it.
In the abyss, the strong wind became more violent due to her own speed. The strong winds were like sharp flying blades, cutting her face and body.
The colorful halo enveloped Jun Mohuang, completely neutralizing the power of the Gangfeng.
Drops of blood were lifted up by the strong wind, like bloody pearls, suspended in the air.
This is all the blood shed by Di Lingtian.
Jun Mohuang's heart was like a knife, and the black and gold phoenix wings waved, and the divine energy stored in the sea of qi was quickly consumed.
Jun Mohuang's speed finally increased.
She was overjoyed and continued to use the remaining divine energy to drive away God Lingtian.
The man in white didn't even leak any breath, and followed Jun Mohuang like a ghost.
The snow-white skirt spreads out, like a snow-white butterfly lost in the dark abyss.
What a beautiful yet fragile life.
Now all her attention was on how to catch up with God Ling Tian, and her defense and vigilance were reduced to a minimum.
As long as he aimed at her vest and launched a blow, she would be seriously injured.
The man in white had a dim golden color. He couldn't figure it out. Di Lingtian was cold-blooded and ruthless, and his hands were stained with blood. What was so good about such a man that he was worthy of her risking her life and death.
I have to say that he was really touched by Jun Mohuang like this.
But... the more beautiful and touching something is, the more fulfilling it will be to destroy it.
Time passes minute by minute.
In the endless darkness, it was impossible to specifically perceive how much time had passed.
Maybe half an hour, maybe a day.
Even if Jun Mohuang uses the energy of Shen Yuan, it is very slow to close the distance with Di Lingtian.
I don't know where this abyss leads.
The longer she fell, the more she felt that besides the strong wind, there was another force in the air that was constantly interfering with her speed.
The man in white had been following Jun Mohuang quietly. He had already seen a mass of black miasma three thousand meters down.
The miasma in the underground abyss of the Holy Pool can isolate everything. If you cross the black miasma, you will reach the end.
Because this kind of gas will only exist above the bottom of the abyss.
Di Lingtian was about to fall into the black miasma.
There is a good time for him to take action.
The man in white curled his lips slightly and disappeared instantly.
At the same time, Jun Mohuang could barely see the black smoke below through the light emitted by the Dragon Blood Scepter.
It's black miasma.
She must at least catch Di Lingtian as soon as possible after passing through this black miasma.
Best, of course, before he falls into the black miasma.
Now, she was only five hundred meters away from Di Lingtian.
Jun Mohuang could see that there was no blood on her handsome face as handsome as a god, and her black robe was stained with blood, and she was extremely weak.
There was still a steady stream of blood pouring out of his chest.
Jun Mohuang bit his lip and crazily burned the divine energy in the sea of qi.
The divine energy had been burned by her and could no longer support such a rapid fall.
Jun Mohuang began to burn his own strength.
If it weren't for the fact that both couldn't be done at the same time, she would have done so.
When Di Lingtian saw Jun Mohuang trying to get closer to him, the corners of his pale lips curved into a smile.
Perfectly shaped thin lips, gently activated.
(End of chapter)