Seeing that the silver dragon transformed by the sword of cloud silence in the night broke under the bombardment of Tianji Shengjun, everyone's hope was extinguished by a bucket of cold water again, and their hearts were as dead as ashes.

"Cloud silence!" Gu Fenghua suddenly exclaimed, his voice was trembling slightly, and his eyes were a little sad.

Lornen and others raised their heads and looked along her line of sight. They saw that the tall and unreal figure had already swept by the opportunity of the Dragon burst. They came to the edge of the space crack and raised the sword again.

"To die!" The roar of the emperor of heaven seems to be a bit flustered.

Two days spirit huge palm congeals, toward night cloud silence head-on pats, but is slow half pats. See silver light a flash, night cloud stillness has already rushed into that space crack.

Then there was another loud noise.

In the space crack, a piece of air machine churns, the figure of night cloud silence is engulfed among them, that space crack closes quickly! It turns out that night cloud silence is the sacrifice of the Holy Spirit Tao to close the space cracks.

"Brother night!" Lorne let out a low cry, and his eyes, which were already full of tears, turned red.

The white fat person and the leaf colorless etc. tightly bite lips, the canthus of the eye is also the tear light twinkle.

Although Zhong Lingxiu and Liu Sanjue had no friendship with yeyunji, they saw that the Holy Spirit Taoist body was engulfed by the churning Qi machine, their nose was sour, and their eyes were moist again.

Although the Holy Spirit Taoist body is destroyed, I will not worry about my life, but I will be seriously injured, and my accomplishments will decline greatly.

If you're an ordinary strong person, you'd better go down if your cultivation goes down. It's time to re cultivate. However, those who can condense the Holy Spirit and Tao are ordinary strong. Those who have this ability are not the top strong of Wuji holy heaven. Every small breakthrough may take thousands of years. If they are not lucky, they will not make any progress after thousands of years of hard cultivation.

This also means that the young man just sacrificed the Holy Spirit Taoist body, and his lost cultivation may never be recovered, and his cultivation may end, leaving a lifelong regret.

Gu Fenghua knows that night cloud stillness is different from ordinary people, and the loss of this holy soul Taoist body may not be so serious, but he can't help but stir his heart as he sees the tall and straight figure disappear in front of his eyes.

However, it's obviously not the time for love. Just when the space crack was about to close, a sword cut out fiercely, not to them, but to the deep of the abyss.

"Let's go!" Gu Fenghua pulls Liu Sanjue and Fang Tianyou, who are the most injured, to escape in the opposite direction of the space crack.

Although I don't know what Tianji Shengjun wants to do, the old man even uses his sword. Obviously, he is very angry. He must have no reservation. How dare she be careless.

Zhong Lingxiu and others also saw the sword, realized that it was not good, did not dare to delay, also did not care about sadness, quickly followed up.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..." deep in the abyss of the graben, the sound of explosion rang out one after another.

Boundless abyss, instant boiling up, like a torch into the hot oil, fierce combustion, explosion! The turbulent wind, which was already in chaos and fierce, became extremely violent. It was like the sea under a storm. It raised a huge wave. In an instant, it engulfed Gu Fenghua and others.

"Ha ha ha, I want to see who can save you!" The heartless laughter of the heavenly king rang out again, but it was soon drowned by the tumbling waves.

The violent turbulent wind surges from all directions. Helpless figures are like rootless duckweeds drifting with the waves, or weak wooden boats rolling in the strong wind and waves. Sometimes they are thrown to the top of the waves, sometimes they are heavily thrown to the bottom of the peaks.