Zhong Lingxiu's fingers had already grasped the jade talisman. However, looking at Gu Fenghua and Luo en's familiar and intimate face pet, they couldn't make up their mind.

If you crush this jade talisman, maybe the master will tear up the space and help each other just like the heavenly king, but maybe he will send her directly to him. According to past experience, the latter is more likely.

Less than the last moment, she is not willing to leave Gu Fenghua and others to escape alone.

"We have nothing to do with you for our gratitude and resentment with our eldest grandson luocang. We shouldn't and shouldn't implicate you!" Gu Fenghua resisted the invisible force from all directions, squeezed out a smile, said to Zhong Lingxiu, but the fingerprints didn't stop.

Zhong Lingxiu clearly saw that outside Gu Fenghua's body, the seven Holy Spirit beads were gradually darkening, while in the center, the golden light of the Holy Spirit was more and more dazzling. As Gu Fenghua's fingerprints continue to be printed out, the Holy Spirit is constantly injected into it. Vaguely, it even releases the atmosphere of destruction.

"No!" Zhong Lingxiu yelled.

She finally understood what Gu Fenghua wanted. With this handprint and the power of destruction when the Holy Spirit exploded, Gu Fenghua might be able to break the holy ruler of heaven, but she must destroy herself first.

Zhong Lingxiu wanted to stop Gu Fenghua, but that day, the giant palm of spirit slowly closed, and the invisible force was like a shackle. Even Gu Fenghua's fingerprints were as difficult as that. How could she stop them.

"No, no, stop it!" Zhong Lingxiu choked and looked at Gu Fenghua's calm face, tears pouring down like rain.

"Ding..." suddenly, a clear sound sounded.

The sound is not big, but it is clear and pure. It is as sweet as the immortal sound, and it is like the Zen sound of Fanzhong, which cleanses the soul.

Zhong Lingxiu, Luo en and others were all in a daze. Originally, they were so nervous that they almost collapsed. In an instant, they calmed down and fell into an unprecedented emptiness.

Tianji Shengjun also seems to be disturbed by this clear sound, and the giant palm of Tianling is closing slowly.

Even Gu Fenghua could not help but stop his fingerprints. Just as the sound of Qingming sounded, a familiar and intimate Qi lingered around him, as if he had once again thrown himself into his solid and warm chest and was tightly held in his arms by his big hand.

"This, this is..." Zhong Lingxiu looked at the direction of Qingming sound, his eyes were full of incredible look.

Gu Fenghua's earlobe, two silver earrings quietly broken. This earring doesn't look very exquisite, even some crude, but when it breaks, the silver light blooms, it is so dazzling and mysterious.

Just for a moment, the silver light fell heartily, and the whole abyss was covered with a layer of dazzling silver.

In front of Gu Fenghua's body, the silver light gathered to form a slender and straight figure. Although it was also as illusory and hazy as the heavenly spirit giant palm of Tianji Shengjun, its face, like a knife and axe, was still visible, proud and dignified.

"Brother night!" Lorne and others were overjoyed and couldn't help cheering.

Night cloud silence did not speak, just stand proud, looking directly at the crack in the space with a face of anger in the sky.

Lorne and others just reflected that the figure in front of them was not the real night cloud silence, but the Holy Spirit Taoist body.