Almost as they left, the array left by the Eastern Emperor finally broke down in a dense "cacha" sound. The cliff that had been hiding for many days collapsed. Under the terrible power of the collapse space, it turned into a pile of gravel, then powder, and nothingness.
The chaotic and violent force also came. Gu Fenghua's breathing was stagnant, and he felt a burst of tearing pain.
But soon, the strength was reduced and the pain lessened. The night cloud stillness waved his hands lightly, released the Holy Spirit, and formed a solid shield outside several people. Although it could not completely stop the chaotic and violent aura of heaven and earth, it also resolved most of it.
If not, Gu Fenghua and others will not last long.
Is this the strength of the realm of emperor and Saint? Obviously not! Although Ye Yunji has just been promoted to the rank of emperor saint, his strength is stronger than that of the elders of the superior sect, which is obviously related to his special blood.
Closely following behind him, looking at the posture of yeyunji and Yingting, Lorne's eyes showed more admiration and fascination. In Gu Fenghua's eyes, he was more proud. Although they are still in the collapse space, and there is no way out, it can be said that they are on the line of life and death, but their hearts are very stable.
The night cloud did not rush directly to the edge of the boundary, but flew towards the depth of the collapsed space.
"Yunji, where are you going?" Gu Fenghua couldn't help asking.
"Zixiao Shenhuo hasn't been found yet. There should be a little time left." The night cloud silent reply.
Hearing such an answer, Gu Fenghua felt warm. She now knew that Zixiao Shenhuo was not of great use to yeyunji. The reason why he searched so hard was for them, or rather for her!
The closer to the depth of the collapsed space, the more chaotic and violent the aura of heaven and earth around. Even under the protection of the Holy Spirit, Gu Fenghua still felt a little hard, just like the deep water, the great pressure made it extremely difficult to circulate the Holy Spirit.
Although we can't see the face of cloud silence in the night, several people can clearly see that his back is tight and his white robe is soaked with sweat.
Finally, night cloud quiet slowed down, around about two or three miles of space, carefully search up.
The light and shadow in front of us are constantly distorted, and the speed of space collapse is faster and faster. Gu Fenghua's pressure is also increasing. They feel the pain that they are going to be torn to pieces again. Blood gradually oozes from the corners of their mouths. They can only do their best to run the Holy Spirit to the extreme.
They are still under the protection of yeyunji, and they all have to cope with such difficulties. Naturally, the pressure of yeyunji can be imagined. The white robe once again shows a faint blush.
"Yunji, don't look any more, let's go!" Gu Fenghua holds back tears and says to the night cloud silence.
His injury has not been all well, not only to protect them, but also distracted to find purple night god fire, how can we deal with it.
"I'll look again." The night cloud stillness didn't turn back, said with as light a voice as possible.
However, Gu Fenghua was so relaxed that she could hear the voice of cloud silence in the night trembling. Even if he didn't look back, she could imagine the pain on his face.