Guanyin's face was solemn, and a willow leaf pulled out in the void and pulled it towards Tang Luo's finger.

There was a "click" sound.

It was clearly the silent chaotic void, but the sound came clearly, and even Qin Shihuang and others in the world who acted as anchors of the lighthouse heard it.

"..." Qin Shihuang and others didn't say anything.

Being able to fight in the chaotic void, to be honest, they can do it too.

Even if you put aside the convenience of becoming a transcendent, Qin Shihuang could walk in the chaotic void.

But they are not as scruples as Tang Luo, for them, the Chaos Void is still very dangerous.

However, fighting in the Chaos Void and letting the sound reach here far exceed their strength.

Accompanied by the crisp sound are broken willow leaves.

Not just willow leaves.

Tang Luo's index finger was flying everywhere, and only the bones were left. Even a clear crack appeared on the bones.

However, it was still impossible to stop Tang Luo from pointing out the finger of rebirth and transformation.

The finger bone was pressed on Guanyin's head, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, but it happened to be the cinnabar.

Guanyin's head leaned back slightly, and from the cinnabar between her eyebrows, the black and white color quickly covered her whole body.

While the body retreats, the colors and vitality are withering.

After completely turning into black and white, Guanyin's flesh and blood body collapsed and disappeared, turning into a bone form.

Tang Luo stretched out his right hand and turned into a claw and grabbed the white bone Guanyin.

The white bone Guanyin pulled out the willow leaves again, but did not beat them like before, but instead woven them into a bamboo basket and put them towards Tang Luo's palm.

The bamboo basket shrank in the moment it touched, and squeezed Tang Luo's palm back into his fist state.

Not only that, blood kept flowing out of the gap.

Tang Luo's face showed no painful expression, and even a heart-pounding smile.

"Thorn."

The bamboo basket was torn apart by the open palm, and Tang Luo's entire right palm turned into a bone, but it was not a white bone, but a light golden color transparent, like a very light amber color.

Not only that, there are glass flames burning on it.

Glazed flame, white bone palm!

The bone palm fell on the white bone Guanyin. The moment it came, a bright moon behind Guanyin's head, and a blue ripples appeared, as if the person was in the water, with the mirror flowers and water moon, everything became empty.

The power of the bone palm surged, shattering all the impact in front of you!

The white bones and the water and moon phases disappear together.
Chapter completed!