Seeing his fingerprints, Gu Fenghua was shocked.

Others may not recognize Mo Tianxing's fingerprints, but they still remember them. Strictly speaking, this is not a set of fingerprints, but a set of holy skills - Holy skills of dying together.

Tens of thousands of years ago, in order to eliminate the dust of the world and save the people, countless sages and strong people sacrificed their lives for justice, even with the heart of death, at the cost of life, they used holy magic to stimulate their potential to the extreme. Gu Fenghua was deeply shocked when he saw the solemn and stirring frescoes in Zichen hall. He was full of respect for such sages and powerful people, and was certainly no stranger to their holy Dharma.

At this time, Mo Tianxing's fingerprints and holy Dharma are one of them!

Three golden holy soul pearls appear behind Mo Tianxing, whirling around and drawing mysterious and beautiful golden arcs.

"Bang!" But soon, one of them burst open.

"Bang, bang!" Then, the second, the third.

"Bang, bang, bang, Bang..." Sankai's soul beads had burst, but the burst did not stop. With a dull sound, Mo Tianxing's eyebrow beads burst one by one, and even his pulse points burst.

Just for a moment, the blood from the pulse will dye all over his body, dye him into a blood man, but his momentum is constantly improving.

If he was imprisoned for too long before, he has not been able to fully restore the strongest power of the third grade of emperor saint, then at this time, he has definitely surpassed the third grade of emperor saint, reaching the fourth grade or even the fifth grade!

"Elder (Lord)..." eyes, blurred by tears, Gu Fenghua several people are sobbing.

"Master!" In the ear, also spreads the ghost Ye son to tear the heart crack lung's sad cry.

Everyone knows that Mo Tianxing's strength has been improved in exchange for his life. The Holy Spirit bead and the holy bead burst one after another, and even the pulse points burst. Even if he stopped now, his life would be in danger. Even if the immortal was born, he would never be saved!

"I thought that the burning heaven sect was doomed to be defeated, but I didn't expect that there would be disciples from later generations. If you don't dislike it, I hope you can take over the position of the leader of the sect. If you don't, I won't blame you. Just ask you to protect our disciples and keep them safe from generation to generation. I can't fail to be entrusted by my ancestors." Mo Tianxing leaned slightly and raised his hand to send a token to Gu Fenghua, which was the order of the Lord of the burning heaven sect.

"The younger generation will live up to the trust of the older generation." Gu Fenghua took the token without hesitation and said to Mo Xingtian.

"Thank you very much." Mo Tianxing nodded back with a smile. His eyes, is so calm, and so gratified.

Turning around, Mo Tianxing flew to the eldest grandson.

The eldest grandson's face became very dignified. He didn't have time to tear open the weapon's prohibition. He drank loudly and sank his arms. He forced open the huge net and shot it with both hands at the same time.

"Let's go!" Gu Fenghua gritted his teeth and pulled Yu boqian, who was seriously injured, to fly out.

Mo Tianxing's strength has been forcibly promoted to the emperor Saint five. Although the eldest grandson luocang is only a saint soul Taoist body, his strength will certainly not be worse. In this way, the two strong men fight with all their strength, and even fight to death. Even if the aftereffects of the air flow, they can't bear it at this time.

Of course, Lorne knew this. Although there was too much sadness and too much reluctance in his heart, he could only follow up quickly.