Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2779 Immortal Emperor Haorong! (2 more)
"There are... there are monsters!"

"Run!"

The people of Linyuan City are all in a mess. Although the place where they live is close to the primitive mountain range, they will occasionally be attacked by monsters.

However, they have never encountered such a terrible attack.

Just one look, separated by hundreds of miles, has already caused the death of hundreds of monks above the Human Sovereign level.

Moreover, the speed at which the giant ape approached was almost extremely fast.

Wherever he passed, the landslides and the ground cracked, just like a walker in the doomsday, wherever he passed, it was the doomsday.

However, at this moment, Ling Feng has completely lost control, and even he himself doesn't know what a terrible disaster he will bring to this world.

His eyes were filled with blood, and only thoughts of destruction remained in his mind.

Destroy everything!
Destroy everything!
This seems to be the only meaning of his existence.

At this moment, Ling Feng's body suddenly froze in place.

No, it's not just Ling Feng!

The mountains and forests stopped roaring.

The river stopped flowing!

Those frantically fleeing people also stopped running around and roaring like headless chickens...

The whole world seemed to stop.

"Hey……"

A sigh seemed to come from the distant sky, and an old man in a black robe and a ghost mask was seen striding out from the void.

The next moment, he landed on Ling Feng's shoulder and slowly took off the ghost mask.

If Ling Feng was still sane, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this old man was his grandfather, Ling Hanyang.

Ling Hanyang took a deep look at Ling Feng, sighed softly, and muttered to himself: "After all, did you use this forbidden power? You have improved very quickly, but this kind of power is enough to attract the attention of those people... ..."

"Son, I can only help you one last time!"

Ling Hanyang took a deep breath, and the yin and yang fish floated in his eyes.

The Eye of the Son of Heaven!

In this world, apart from Ling Feng, there is probably only Ling Hanyang, who has the same root and origin as Ling Feng's Eye of Heaven.

After a while, with Ling Hanyang at the center, the whole world seemed to have reversed!

Those mountains and rivers that were destroyed by Ling Feng were all reversed and changed back to their original state.

Those monks who were destroyed by Ling Feng's gaze also returned to their original form from the state of blood drops.

Ling Feng's figure retreated step by step, back to the ruins of the Hall of All Souls, back to the depths of the ground, back to the dungeon where Yue Yunlan was imprisoned.

And the master of the Hall of All Souls, who had been turned into a puddle of flesh, also recovered.

Time, under Ling Hanyang's control, turned back!
Back to the moment before Ling Feng cast Chaos Reincarnation!

"puff!"

From Ling Hanyang's mouth, a mouthful of dark golden blood spewed out. At this moment, Ling Feng had changed back into a human form, but under Ling Hanyang's control, everything around him was still stagnant.

It's like a still picture.

Ling Hanyang gently raised his hand, and stroked Ling Feng's cheek kindly.

"Son, from now on, you can only rely on yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Hanyang turned around, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, the master of the Hall of All Souls is already separated from his family, and the dead can no longer die.

Ling Hanyang's figure disappeared in a flash, and disappeared into the void again.

The moment he left, time flowed again.

But he didn't see a teardrop slipping quietly from the corner of Ling Feng's eye.

……

In a resplendent palace, a man with white eyebrows and white hair, but with an unusually young face, was sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus platform.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and on his forehead, a divine pattern flashed a golden divine light.

The next moment, in the hall, a ball of flames condensed, and a slender young man wearing a red short jacket appeared, with long hair scattered in a mess, but his face had an indescribably handsome appearance.

"Lord Immortal Emperor, is there anything you can do to summon your subordinates?"

But it turned out that the white-browed man was actually the overlord of the Immortal Realm, one of the five Immortal Emperors who ruled over the South, Immortal Emperor Haorong.

"The time and space in the lower realm has undergone a brief reversal. Cao Yan, go down and have a look."

Immortal Emperor Hao Rong's gaze flashed, and a fluctuating crack suddenly appeared in the space in front of him.

"Reversal of time and space? Except for Taixu Zhoulong, only high-level immortals can control this kind of power?"

The man named Cao Yan frowned, dragged his cheeks and analyzed.

"No, you missed one more." Immortal Emperor Hao Rong's eyes showed a murderous intent, "Heavenly Dao Clan!"

Since the Xuntian Clan wiped out the Tiandao Clan, the era originally dominated by the Tiandao Clan has become a thing of the past.

With the passage of time, the original Xuntian clan also dispersed into major forces.

Immortal Emperor Hao Rong is one of them, in charge of the Sky Xun Huo Clan.

In addition to the fire clan, there are also the sky-watching ice clan, sky-watching thunder clan, etc...

However, the Immortal Emperor who has the most hatred towards the Tiandao Clan and must completely kill the Tiandao Clan is headed by Immortal Emperor Haorong.

"The Heavenly Dao Clan?"

Cao Yan frowned, "It's been so many years, don't you still want to revive? That's fine, I'll come back when I'm subordinate."

After finishing speaking, Cao Yan flew directly into the space-time channel created by Immortal Emperor Haorong.

Because the power of the immortal realm is too strong, they generally do not use their real bodies to descend to the realm.

And through this channel, Cao Yan just sent his ray of consciousness to Xuanling Continent.

Calculated, the strength of this ray of divine sense is probably equivalent to the peak of the ancestral realm of Xuanling Continent.

In the next instant, Cao Yan had arrived at the place where the space-time reversal took place.

No matter how strong Ling Hanyang is, he is only a mortal after all.

He can have the power to reverse time and space, but he can only reverse the time and space in a certain area, but he cannot reverse the time and space of the entire world.

Otherwise, he would not be a man but a god.

With a flash of fire, Cao Yan's figure appeared in the sky.

His gaze scanned below, looking for the human beings who reversed time and space.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, because he saw a black shadow attacking himself.

"Interesting, you humble and insignificant ant can actually detect the aura of this fairy!"

Cao Yan sneered. Among the many immortal clans, the strong immortal king can be regarded as the middle and upper reaches.

Although this Cao Yan looked very young, he was already the youngest member of Immortal Emperor Haorong, and he was highly regarded by Immortal Emperor Haorong.

"Humble?"

Ling Hanyang sneered, "You Xuntian clan are nothing more than a group of dog slaves usurping the throne!"

He activated the Eye of the Son of Heaven to the extreme, in a vain attempt to kill the young Xuntian clansman in front of him.

It's a pity that although he is already in the Xuanling Continent, he can be regarded as one of the few strong men, but in front of the strong men of the immortal king, he is no different from an ant.

"Sure enough, it is the remnant of the Heavenly Dao family."

Cao Yan smiled, dispelled Ling Hanyang's attack lightly, reached out and grabbed Ling Hanyang, and easily restrained Ling Hanyang. The divine pattern flashed on his forehead, and the flames condensed into three rings, binding Ling Hanyang firmly.

"It seems that the Heavenly Dao Clan has been completely eliminated, and that's all you can do."

Cao Yan smiled disdainfully, looked down, and wanted to continue to check whether there were other Tiandao clansmen.

However, Ling Hanyang didn't care about anything else, and rushed towards Cao Yan with all his strength, hitting Cao Yan's chest hard.

Although Cao Yan is a strong Xianjun, but now he is just a wisp of soul after all.

Being hit by Ling Hanyang like this, he frowned immediately, grabbed Ling Hanyang's neck, and said coldly: "Old man, are you looking for death?"

Ling Hanyang stared at Cao Yan, "You bastards from the Xuntian clan, if you are not afraid of the infinite potential of our Tiandao clan, why do you want to kill my Tiandao clan? To put it bluntly, you are just a bunch of cowardly It's just trash!"

A savage air flashed in Cao Yan's eyes, like a cat whose tail was trampled, he stared at Ling Hanyang angrily, "The era of being kings and defeating bandits, belonging to the Heavenly Dao clan, has long passed, and now we are talking about these , It doesn't make any sense at all! It's a pity that I have been at night for tens of thousands of years, otherwise, the geniuses of your Heavenly Dao clan are destined to be trampled under my feet!"

After finishing speaking, Cao Yan directly grabbed Ling Hanyang, and ascended to the Immortal Realm again through the time and space channel left by Immortal Emperor Haorong.

If this channel disappears, he will have some troubles if he wants to return to the Immortal Realm.

……

deep underground.

The moment Ling Hanyang left, time flowed again.

However, what Ling Hanyang didn't know was that in Ling Feng's body, there was a space-time imprint left by the Taixu Zhoulong.

Therefore, although time and space have been reversed, everything has changed, and Ling Feng has returned to the state before launching the reincarnation of chaos, but his memory has not disappeared.

The moment Ling Hanyang descended, his sanity became clearer, and he could clearly see that Ling Hanyang exhausted all his energy before he cast this heaven-defying magic technique.

He saw Ling Hanyang vomiting blood in front of him, looking weak.

He also saw how Ling Hanyang beheaded the master of Wanling Hall in order to vent his anger on him.

This is what he imagined his grandfather would look like.

"No, don't go! Grandpa!"

Looking at Ling Hanyang's disappearing voice, Ling Feng raised his palm, but fell heavily to the ground due to the loss of strength in his body.

He finally yelled those two words, but unfortunately, Ling Hanyang couldn't hear them anymore!

Ling Feng was in a state of confusion, because Ling Hanyang said that this was the last time he would help him, what does this mean?
Why is it the last time?
Ling Feng's thoughts were extremely chaotic, and a hoarse and vicious voice sounded in his mind.

That was a lingering thought of the master of the Hall of All Souls.

Time reversed, and Ling Feng returned to the state before performing Chaos Reincarnation, but at this moment, Yue Yunlan had already pierced the dagger with a ray of spiritual thought from the master of the Wanling Hall into Ling Feng's body.

The original master of the Hall of All Souls had been beheaded by Ling Hanyang, but because of this lingering thought, he survived by luck.

However, there is only this last ray of remnants left.

His only way to survive is to seize Ling Feng!

Evil resentment invaded Ling Feng's spiritual sea.

"Boy, you have a lot of means on your body. You can kill my real body, but you just hand over your body!"

The master of the Hall of All Souls seized the last ray of life, and his divine sense was constantly capturing Ling Feng's spiritual sea.

However, the moment he infiltrated into Ling Feng's sea of ​​spirit after a lot of hard work, a burst of colorful rays of light shrouded him, and his spiritual thoughts completely dissipated like ice and snow melting.

"no no!--"

The master of the Hall of All Souls let out a desperate roar. He never expected that in Ling Feng's spiritual sea, there were actually seven-colored battle spirits!

Provoked by the external divine thoughts, the colorful fighting spirits took the initiative to attack, and the last ray of spiritual thoughts of the master of the Hall of All Souls dissipated.

"puff!"

The sea of ​​spirits trembled, Ling Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and the feeling of weakness was swept away.

Regardless of everything, he rushed out of the ground, looked at the distant sky, and clenched his fists tightly.

It's a pity that there was nothing left. He didn't see Ling Hanyang's figure, but left a terrifying aura in the void.

He could feel it, it was the breath of the Xuntian clan!

He finally realized that Ling Hanyang's use of this heaven-defying method for himself may have disturbed the angel patrollers in the fairyland.

And the reason why he left was to distract the angel patrollers and ensure his own safety.

From the beginning to the end, no matter what you do, be it evil or vicious, Grandpa, you are paving the way for yourself!

He knows better than himself what kind of fate the Heavenly Dao Clan bears.

"grandfather!"

Ling Feng knelt on the ground and let out a hysterical cry.

He even, never called Ling Hanyang a grandfather in person!
At some point, tears rolled down from the corners of Ling Feng's eyes. At this moment, in his heart, he no longer had the slightest bit of resentment towards Ling Hanyang.

All that was left was remorse and self-blame, for being so indifferent to grandpa.

Unfortunately, he never had the chance to choose again...

no more……

(PS: two chapters in one, one chapter is worth two chapters, so today is actually equivalent to updating three chapters, no problem~)

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