Boom!
An imnse force landed on the Divine Stones that had partially sealed the gap.
The force was extrely powerful, causing Zhou Shu and the soul in the Life Severing Sword to tremble.
At this mont, a few figures charged out of the gap.
They didn't seem to be used to the environnt of this world. Standing under the gap, they shook their heads vigorously before their gazes landed on Zhou Shu.
These enemies from beyond the heavens had broken past the defense line.
Even with the addition of the Qingqiu King, the disadvantageous situation of the Giant Spirit King, Ji Lutian, and the others couldn't be changed.
The enemies had far more people than them.
"You deserve death for defying Heaven." The few enemies who had barged into this world glared coldly at Zhou Shu.
They raised their hands, and a few surging forces attacked Zhou Shu from afar.
Zhou Shu's expression was calm, and he didn't dodge. His hands continued to form seals steadily. The Celestial Thearch Sword crossed the sky, and a few sword beams slashed at the attacks.
Boom!
The enemies took a few steps back. Zhou Shu's body swayed slightly, but he didn't take half a step back as he continued to form hand seals.
The nding of the heavens was like forging. Once it began, there had to be no interruptions or mistakes. Otherwise, all efforts would be in vain.
The difference between it and forging was that there were usually no consequences if the forging failed.
If they failed to nd the heavens, Zhou Shu and the others wouldn't have a second chance.
It would definitely take more than a day to find so many Divine Stones.
In this situation, there was no ti to find Divine Stones!
Once the nding failed, enemies from beyond the heavens would keep pouring in. At that ti, this world would be completely destroyed.
Therefore, even though Zhou Shu was injured, he didn't retreat at all.
"Kill him!" The enemies flew into a rage out of humiliation and charged at Zhou Shu again.
The Celestial Thearch Sword humd, and sword qi soared into the sky.
Zhou Shu controlled the Celestial Thearch Sword with his mind and began to fight the enemies.
But most of his attention was on nding the heavens, so he was no match for the enemies at all.
However, he still persisted. Even though he was bleeding from his seven orifices, he didn't take half a step back.
Boom!
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past. A pair of huge wings appeared in front of Zhou Shu like two sabers and suddenly forced the enemies back a few steps.
"Feng Jing?"
Back then, Zhou Shu had brought him into the Origin World. Later, Cang Wu had died in the Origin World, and Feng Jing had returned. But after he returned, Zhou Shu had never seen Feng Jing again.
Unexpectedly, he was here at this ti.
"I'll hold them off. How much ti do you need?" Feng Jing said without looking back. He wished he could slap himself twice.
He had actually been here for quite a while, but he had been watching from afar.
He had seen Cang Hao and the others enter the outside world, as well as the Qingqiu King's determination.
But he adhered to the motto of the griffin race to be cautious and never appeared.
But now that he saw Zhou Shu's resolve not to retreat, he couldn't take it anymore. In the end, he ignored the ancestral teachings of the griffin race and took the initiative to stand out.
"Twenty-four hours!" Zhou Shu shouted. "In twenty-four hours, I will be able to nd the hole. At that ti, the heavenly fire will be cut off, and enemies from beyond the heavens can forget about entering this world again!"
"Twenty-four hours?" Feng Jing's jaw dropped. "We're really dead at this ti!
"Fortunately, I'm smart. I've already asked Feng Wu to get reinforcents!
"I'll risk it! Zhou Shu, if I can't withstand it, I'll run away first. When the ti cos, don't bla for being disloyal!"
"I won't," Zhou Shu said.
"Grandson, co on. Let , Grandpa Feng Jing of the griffin race, tell you that all the races in the world are not so easy to bully!"
The wings on Feng Jing's back spread out, stirring up tornadoes. In the tornadoes, there were countless heavenly flas that swept toward the enemies.
"You're overestimating yourself!" The enemies snorted coldly. Their auras were monstrous, and they scattered the tornadoes with punches and kicks.I think you should take a look at
Feng Jing roared. From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Shu sitting cross-legged without moving. He gritted his teeth and desperately stood in front of Zhou Shu to continue fighting the enemies.
After a few moves, many of the feathers on Feng Jing's wings had fallen, and he beca bald and abnormally ugly.
But at this mont, no one would mock Feng Jing. If anyone was really present, they would only admire Feng Jing's indomitability.
The ancestor of the griffin race, the extrely unctuous Feng Jing, was actually abnormally tenacious. Facing the few enemies who were stronger than him, he was already covered in wounds, but he still didn't escape.
This was completely inconsistent with what he had told Zhou Shu at the beginning.
"Feng Jing, leave," Zhou Shu said. He separated a trace of strength in front of him and controlled the Celestial Thearch Sword to slash forward.
"Shut up!" Feng Jing roared. "Continue nding the heavens. These guys belong to . I'm not dead yet!"
Zhou Shu was stunned. Feng Jing had always been an amiable shopkeeper, but he had never revealed this side of him.
But he wasn't angry. Instead, he felt a little warm inside.
Adversity revealed one's heart. Only at such monts would people know who was reliable and who was terrifying.
Feng Jing, not bad.
Zhou Shu snorted and mobilized all the strength in his body.
He even used the nine Heavenly Dao laws in the Legendary Armant Canon.
The unparalleled power was not used in the battle. Instead, it was continuously injected into the gap above.
Not only did it require Divine Stones to nd the heavens, but it also required a massive amount of energy and the skills of a forger!
Feng Jing had already begun to fight with all his might, and Zhou Shu no longer held back. He used all his strength in order to do his best to shorten the ti needed to nd the heavens!
Boom!
Feng Jing used his body to ram an enemy and push him a few steps back. His mouth was full of blood as he laughed.
"Little brats, when I road the world, I was also a ruthless person." Feng Jing laughed wildly. "As long as I'm still alive, none of you can disturb him from nding the heavens!"
"How dare a re ant be so arrogant? You're courting death!"
A sharp aura erupted from the enemy. His figure suddenly disappeared, and the next mont, he appeared in front of Feng Jing. With a whoosh, his hand actually stabbed into Feng Jing's chest.
"Feng Jing!" Zhou Shu's eyes widened, and he almost lost his composure.
He composed himself and continued nding the heavens.
"Don't worry about !" Feng Jing roared. "I won't die yet!"
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, spraying it all over the face of the enemy who attacked him.
He grabbed the arm of the enemy, and the wings on his back suddenly cut off the enemy's arm.
"Pfft!"
Feng Jing pulled the severed arm of the enemy out of his chest.
He was covered in blood and looked like a demon god. At this mont, no one could recognize him as the ancestor of the griffin race who smiled at everyone, the one who didn't put on any airs even when facing juniors.
"Co on! If you want to kill , you have to be prepared to die with !" Feng Jing roared.
He brandished the arm of the enemy as a weapon and rushed toward him.
The enemy had one of his arms cut off. He was embarrassed and angry. He roared angrily, and his aura soared.
Boom!
The enemy collided with Feng Jing, and an explosion sounded. Feng Jing's body was sent flying high into the air.
The enemy was also sent flying. He looked extrely pathetic.
If it was a one-on-one battle, it should be considered an internecine outco.
But there was more than one enemy from beyond the heavens.
Feng Jing was seriously injured and on the verge of death. The barrier in front of Zhou Shu disappeared again.
The other enemies didn't even look at their seriously injured companion. They moved toward Zhou Shu.
"I said that before I die, none of you can disturb him!" Feng Jing's voice sounded again.
He swayed and flapped his wings. He was clearly seriously injured and on the verge of death, but he stood firmly in front of Zhou Shu.
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