"It's all thanks to me." Murong Huatian suddenly remembered the situation a long time ago when he led many priests to hunt down Ling Feng and his wife.
Ling Xiao was only five or six years old at that time, but he was shocked to death by himself.
In order to resurrect Ling Xiao, Ling Feng and his wife started crazy actions, which eventually turned their daughter Murong Jing into a stone statue.
Then, in order to restore Murong Jing's body, Ling Feng started even more crazy actions...
It seems that all of this was really caused by myself, but why would I do this?
In the past, when I inherited my father's title as Master of Souls, my ideal at that time was just to let the entire Three Realms live a peaceful life without any disputes. Why did I become like this? Even my daughter, son-in-law and nephew refused to let go. .
It's all because of that person, that guy named Ling Mietian.
Ling Mietian fought for love with a knife, took away the woman he loved, and then let the woman he loved most die in his own hands. He, Murong Huatian, hated her.
Therefore, Murong Huatian will destroy everything related to Ling Mietian, everything.
This guy took away his beloved woman, and his son took away his beloved daughter. Both father and son are his enemies, as well as that bastard Ling Xiao.
Murong Huatian's mind began to become confused. In his long life, he had omitted countless wonderful things, and all that remained was hatred for the people of the Ling family.
All of this is ultimately Ling Mietian's fault.
"Ling Mietian, get out of here, I'm going to kill you." Murong Huatian roared wildly, and his body exploded, turning into countless blood-red and green powder particles, which dissipated in the wind.
Murong Huatian was attacked by Ling Feng with absolute strength, and his body had long been damaged. With the last bit of strength he had to say this to Ling Feng, he was unable to hold on and turned into dust.
Murong Huatian completely disappeared from this world, and he never saw the appearance of Ling Mietian, whom he believed to be the culprit, until his death.
On Demon Soul Mountain, the white-haired Ling Mietian looked in the direction of the Tower of Gods and Demons, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and chuckled twice: "Old rival, you still lost after all, I wish you this glass of wine, I also respect my grandson, your grandson, Ling Xiao."
After saying that, Ling Mietian spilled the glass of wine on the ground and said to himself: "Murong Huatian has solved the problem, but how will you and your son solve the next problem?"
Seeing Murong Huatian's death, everyone heaved a long sigh of relief.
However, they were not in a relaxed mood. The conversation between Murong Huatian and Ling Feng made them know the truth of many things.
Ling Feng's methods were no weaker than Murong Huatian's, and even worse.
But why is he so cruel?
Everyone felt a thorn buried in their hearts by Ling Feng, and they knew that the matter might not end like this.
"Brother Feng..." Looking at Ling Feng who was still hanging high in the sky and refused to fall, Nalan Hanxue had a begging look on his face and said pitifully: "Let go, Brother Feng..."
Ling Feng's hair was disheveled, moving with the wind, covering his cold eyes from time to time: "Hanxue, you understand me, so there is no need to say this again."
"Why, why is it like this?" Nalan Hanxue's face was ashen: "In your heart, there will be no place for me no matter what."
Ling Feng looked directly at Nalan Hanxue below, and only uttered one word: "Yes."
"Okay..." Nalan Hanxue showed a bleak smile, slowly raised the sword and put it on his neck: "Actually, the day the Alliance of Gods and Demons disappeared, I no longer had the qualifications to live in the world. Already."
Nalan Hanxue wished so much that Ling Feng could persuade her, but he didn't.
Nalan Hanxue closed her eyes in despair, and two hot tears fell down her sad and beautiful face.
"Brother Feng, I hope we meet again in the next life, and we won't end up like this again..." Nalan Hanxue held the hilt of the sword tightly and exerted force.
"Pa." A thick and powerful palm pressed Nalan Hanxue's hand tightly, and then Ling Xiao's boy's voice rang in her ears: "Aunt Xue, what are you doing?"
With a bang, the sword in Nalan Hanxue's hand fell to the ground, and his whole body collapsed on the ground as if he had lost his soul.
"Ling Xiao, can you tell me, is there any meaning in my life?" Nalan Hanxue looked at Ling Xiao with dull eyes, and there was a hint of pleading in his eyes full of despair.
She was begging that Ling Xiao could give her a reason to live.
Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said: "Aunt Xue, if you have love in your heart, why bother to die? Even if that person is not by your side or doesn't love you, that love still belongs to you. No one can take it away. You can treasure it for your whole life. It slowly tastes the sweetness and bitterness in it, and then dies like this. Wouldn’t it be a worthless love?”
"If you have love in your heart, why talk about death..." Nalan Hanxue pondered over and over again the meaning of Ling Xiao's words and fell into deep thought.
"Huh, boring." Ling Feng snorted coldly, looking straight at Ling Xiao like a sword: "Boy, do you want to do it yourself, or should I complete the sacrifice for you."
Ling Xiao did not escape his father's gaze and smiled calmly: "Dad, I choose to defeat you."
Almost everyone on the field was confused. They had no idea what the father and son were talking about, but it seemed that they wanted to have a fight.
Yan Beifei, the only one who understood the truth of the matter, had an everlasting smile on his face: "Good boy, if you have the courage to face your father, you are my good grandson-in-law, Yan Beifei, haha."
"You have been hiding your strength. Even if several of your women were seriously injured, you did not take action just to deal with me. I have indeed raised a good son." Ling Feng's face was full of a mocking smile, and in that smile Almost everyone can detect the coldness.
Ling Xiao ignored his father's ridicule and said, "Dad, there's nothing I can do. If I hadn't taken precautions against you, I would have been swallowed by you so much that not even my bones would be left."
"Evil son." Ling Feng suddenly shouted loudly: "I have been planning to save your mother for so long, and you don't cooperate with me to save your mother. You are a son of a human being in vain."
"Really." Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and the smile was very natural: "Dad, if it was before, when I was alone, you could save my mother by taking my life, then I would naturally not begrudge my life. , but now there are so many people fighting with me, as well as my own wife and children, to be selfish, I don’t want to die."
After hearing the conversation between Ling Xiao and his father Ling Feng, everyone understood more or less.
It turned out that Ling Feng wanted to sacrifice his son to save his wife. Such thoughts and actions were really crazy.
Everyone was lost in thought. They were thinking about the same question at the same time. What would they do if they were in Ling Xiao's position.
Perhaps they may think that Ling Xiao is unfilial and accuse Ling Xiao of being selfish, but they will not deny what Ling Xiao said.
He has his own wife, children, and friends, and he doesn't want to die.
Besides, with a father who wants to kill him all day long, anyone else would have gone crazy, but he could still be as calm and calm as Ling Xiao is now.
"Dad, if you rescue my mother, the Tower of Souls and the Tower of Ghost Souls will be destroyed." Ling Xiao continued to talk: "What is under the Tower of Gods and Demons? You should know the terrible consequences. I also don’t want my relatives and friends, as well as those who have fought with me until now, to die because of this.”
"So, I can only feel sorry for my mother." Ling Xiao straightened his body and looked directly at Ling Feng: "I believe that my mother will also agree with my choice."
"What, Ling Feng actually wants to destroy the Tower of Gods and Demons, the foundation of the Three Realms." This time everyone finally understood what the crazy Ling Feng was planning.
If it was just a fight between their fathers, they might hypocritically accuse Ling Xiao of being rebellious and unfilial, but when it was a matter of their lives and deaths, they no longer cared about whether Ling Xiao was rebellious or not, and they all shook their hearts. The banner of "righteousness destroying relatives" unconditionally supports Ling Xiao.
"Haha..." Ling Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, his aura rising to the extreme: "Come on, my son, let your father see how powerful his son who can fight with the gods is. "
Ling Xiao moved forward, and the figure below was still in front of everyone's eyes, but his real body had already flown high into the sky, standing suspended in the air with Ling Feng.
Without the soul chain, Ling Xiao's strength is countless times stronger than before.
Everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded, unable to calm down for a long time. According to legend, only the ancient gods could achieve this kind of cultivation without soul chains, and Ling Xiao was actually strong enough to become a god.
"Dad, I won't show mercy." Facing Ling Feng, Ling Xiao didn't have any stage fright and slowly raised his hands.
A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes: "Xiao'er, if you want to realize your wish as soon as possible, just walk over my body."
Ling Feng's words were still swirling in the air, and his figure had already transformed into countless bodies and entangled Ling Xiao, attacking Ling Xiao quickly.
Ling Xiao's figure didn't move at all. He just leaned on the spot and danced his hands, defusing Ling Feng's countless attacks in an instant...
The battle between father and son was earth-shattering, and the fight was so intense that the sun and the moon eclipsed the sky and the earth.
For thirty days, the father and son still could not decide the winner.
No one could see clearly what was going on in the confrontation between the two of them. They could only see that there were countless white and gray figures of the two of them left in the sky, which could not be dispersed for a long time.
These figures are strung together to form an image of the father and son fighting each other, and their true bodies have already flown to who knows where...
Later generations recorded that in the battle between Ling Xiao, the Holy Lord of the Tower of Gods and Demons (later renamed the Holy Tower), and his father, no one knew who won until the end.
They only knew that thirty days later, with a violent explosion above the Tower of Gods and Demons, Holy Lord Ling Xiao returned to the ground alone, looked up at the sky, and let out a long and hoarse roar: "father,."
(About this battle between father and son, Nirvana has conceived it countless times, but all of them felt dissatisfied and even too cruel. In the end, it ended up like this. Please forgive me. By the way, the next chapter is the finale. Nirvana
It’s so exciting, I wonder if everyone is as excited as Nirvana,)