Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Ling Feng was overjoyed that mother and son were reunited.

But given the current situation, there is not much time to indulge in the joy of reunited relatives.

After Ling Feng introduced the Si Chen girls to his mother, he asked Yu Bingqing to take his mother down to rest.

There should be more common topics among women.

As for Ling Feng, he flew to the retreat place of the Lord in White.

He could sense that Your Majesty was about to leave seclusion.

After his realm was consolidated, he became the second powerful ancestor in the Immortal Realm!

And after Your Majesty comes out of seclusion, their alliance army will begin to face the final decisive battle!

…

At the same time, Wan Jun arrived at the medical camp.

In fact, this is not the first time Wan Jun has been here during this period of time.

However, Wan Jun walked into an independent ward quite familiarly, and saw a haggard-looking woman lying on the bed, who was Tianzhi's Si Xing.

In the battle of Zhizhitian Fortress, the sun, moon and stars were among the two killed. Only Si Xing and Si Chen escaped by chance.

Among them, Si Xing was seriously injured and difficult to recover. Although he saved his life, he still lingered on the bed and could not move at all.

Only the occasional movement of her eyes and a hint of difficulty showing her expression could prove that she was still conscious.

Wan Jun walked straight to Si Xing's bedside, looked at the pale face on the bed, and clenched his fists.

Si Xing's lively and agile posture in the past is still before his eyes, but now, he has become like this.

"Fairy Si Xing, are you feeling better today?"

Wan Jun pulled the wooden stool beside the bed, sat in front of the hospital bed, looked at the sick girl, sighed, and then murmured to himself: "It seems that you still can't answer me today... …”

He shook his head and smiled, not knowing why he came or why he came.

He and Si Xing only met each other a few times.

At best, it's just a chance encounter.

But when he came to Tianyan Fortress and saw Si Xing on the hospital bed in the medical camp, he couldn't help but visit her several times.

Although he couldn't do anything, just talking to her seemed to make him feel better.

Perhaps it was because this lively and innocent girl had allowed him to temporarily forget everything he had to face.

He finally made the final decision, but after all, the other party was the emperor he once respected and trusted the most, like a teacher and a father!

"You are the only one willing to listen to my nagging..."

Wan Jun shook his head and smiled bitterly, "However, even if you don't want to, it seems you don't have a choice."

The woman on the hospital bed blinked and rolled her eyes with difficulty, seemingly with a hint of resentment.

"Ha ha……"

Wan Jun couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You, you, you are like this, why are you still rolling your eyes at me? Haha..."

After laughing for a while, Wan Jun's depressed heart seemed to be relieved a lot. He took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward and grabbed Si Xing's palm.

"Maybe I won't be able to come and talk to you tomorrow. We will soon go to war with Emperor Zun."

Wan Jun gritted his teeth, "If...if I can come back alive after this battle, can I take you back to the Immortal Realm? I don't want to be the Holy Son of the Thunder Clan, nor do I want to be the successor of Emperor Zun." . If Brother Ling is here, the Immortal Realm will definitely be better than before!"

He took a deep breath, looked at Si Xing tenderly, and said warmly: "Let's find a place where no one is and live in seclusion, okay? If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise!"

After Wan Jun finished speaking, he leaned over Si Xing's forehead, kissed her gently, took a deep look at her, and then turned and left.

Little did he know that after he left, a teardrop fell from the corner of Si Xing's eyes.

After a long while, he nodded with difficulty, as thin as a mosquito's moan, and said "hmm".

…

The other side of Sky Flame Fortress.

"I never thought we would meet again here."

Yan Jinghong stood leaning on the railing. Over the battlefield outside the territory, the strong wind blew his robes and made a loud sound on the ground.

Next to Yan Jinghong was Cihang Jingzhai's senior sister, Ruan Chengyu.

When Ling Feng was involved in Wuluo Ruins, it took three years. In order to protect Cihang Jingzhai, Yan Jinghong stayed in Cihang Jingzhai for three years.

In the past three years, he and Ruan Chengyu had an old relationship.

"Yeah, I really didn't expect that."

Ruan Chengyu looked at Yan Jinghong's back, recalling the last crazy night before they parted, with a slight blush on his cheeks.

"You have become stronger. I heard you are now a five-star war god!"

Ruan Chengyu blinked her beautiful eyes. Although she could not meet Yan Jinghong again after arriving at the battlefield outside the territory, Ruan Chengyu would subconsciously inquire about some news about Yan Jinghong every time she went to a fortress.

"So what, after all, I'm still not as good as that guy."

Yan Jinghong shook his head and smiled bitterly, then turned back to look at Ruan Chengyu, "After all these years of training in foreign battlefields, you look much more capable."

Ruan Chengyu bit his silver teeth lightly, "Fortunately, I, Cihang Jingzhai, am good at medical skills and have been staying in the medical camp, so it is relatively safe. Otherwise, I may not be able to survive to this day——"

Just as he was speaking, Ruan Chengyu's voice stopped suddenly, and it was Yan Jinghong who pulled her into his arms.

He smacked his eyes and looked at the lovely girl in his arms, and said warmly: "Not only is she more capable, but she is also more beautiful."

"You...you..."

Ruan Chengyu's face suddenly became hot. It turns out that he still still has himself in his heart!

Different from the past, Yan Jinghong did not directly "attack" this time, but gently hugged Ruan Chengyu's waist.

He has experienced a lot over the years, and his approach to emotions seems to have changed somewhat from before.

He never lacks women, but Ruan Chengyu seems to be a little different in his heart.

Yan Jinghong smiled faintly, looked up at the sky, and said warmly: "Maybe I haven't told you before, but Ling Feng and I both come from a place called Xuanling Continent."

Ruan Chengyu blinked his eyes and just listened quietly.

"I was born into a big family in the imperial capital, also known as the Yan family of the Eastern Capital. And in our Eastern Capital, around this time every year, it is also called the Moon Chasing Festival. It's a pity that the battlefield outside the territory is In this ghost place, there are three blood moons every day, but the moon is not as bright as jade. "

"You...this is the first time you have told me about your past."

Ruan Chengyu was a little surprised and a little pleasantly surprised.

In the past, Yan Jinghong was like a kite with its string broken. He was flying high in the sky, a man he could never tie down.

But now, he seems to have softened.

"If you want to hear it, I will tell you every day from now on."

Yan Jinghong gently stroked Ruan Chengyu's cheek, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "If, after this battle, I can still come back alive."

Ruan Chengyu gritted his silver teeth and blurted out: "You...you will definitely be fine!"

"Okay! Then I will definitely come back!"

Yan Jinghong smiled lightly, "We will all come back alive!"

…

Half a day later.

Your Majesty finally came out of seclusion, and then, headed by Ling Feng and Your Majesty in Bai, ordered the three armies to start marching towards the Fortress of the Dead.

At that time, they will integrate the war alliance and the two elite demon clans, Sirgai and Bannick.

As long as the forces successfully meet at the Fortress of the Dead, it means that the final decisive battle is about to begin.

Whoosh whoosh!

The next moment, spaceships flew out from the Fortress of the Dead.

The Lord in White will command the army and set off.

As for Ling Feng, he took a large number of elites and rushed to the Fortress of the Dead.

After all, with the incredible announcement of Donghuang Bell, it will undoubtedly save more than half of the time.

However, because the number of coalition forces is too "massive", even if they are transmitted in batches, it will take a lot of time.

Therefore, Ling Feng could only lead part of the vanguard to the Fortress of the Dead, while leaving the rest of the army under the leadership of the Lord in White.

A flash of golden light!

Over the Fortress of the Dead, the teleportation light curtain of the East Emperor Bell opened.

I saw Ling Feng leading the way, stepping on the sacred bird Qingluan, and appeared on the fortress.

Accompanying him were the elite elite troops from Xiaofeng Camp, as well as Jianlu, Wan Jun, Yan Jinghong and others.

As for Yu Bingqing, she was responsible for the safety of the rear and did not come with Ling Feng.

Of course, the main reason is that Ling Feng hopes that Yu Bingqing can spend more time with his mother on his behalf.

"Good boy!"

On the tower of the Fortress of the Dead, Immortal Emperor Hao Cang has been waiting for a long time.

It has to be said that Ling Feng's Donghuang Bell is indeed a heaven-defying magic weapon. Even the Immortal Emperors like them cannot be like Ling Feng, coming and going with such ease in the battlefield outside the territory.

"Open the formation!"

Hao Cang shouted loudly, and then, the fortress's magic circle was opened, and the vanguard troops led by Ling Feng immediately poured into the fortress.

"Great-grandfather!"

The next moment, Ling Feng landed on the city tower and immediately bowed to Immortal Emperor Haocang.

Immortal Emperor Haocang quickly stepped forward to support Ling Feng and laughed loudly: "I thought it would take you a while to get there. I don't know where your Donghuang Bell is from. It's a treasure!"

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "Unfortunately, the number of people teleported at one time cannot be too many. Otherwise, the power of spiritual consciousness consumed will be too great, and I can't bear it."

"That's outrageous enough."

"By the way, I have to thank you for my mother's business!"

"Xirou is also my granddaughter!" Hao Cang patted Ling Feng's shoulder gently, "I also hope that you can grow up soon! That child Xirou has also suffered in these years, but... Only in this way can we protect her..."

"I see."

Ling Feng nodded. In the original Immortal Realm, there was only one ancestor, Yi Ting, and no one could compete with him.

As the leader of the Ice Tribe, Hao Cang naturally has to take into account the fate of the entire Xantian Ice Tribe.

He could only ruthlessly suppress Shui Xirou in a desperate situation, not only to protect the Ice Tribe, but also to save Shui Xirou's life.

After being sealed in that desperate situation for so many years, it was basically impossible for Shui Xirou to continue practicing.

Even Ling Feng's medical skills could only temporarily regulate her body, nothing more.

"Greetings to Senior Hao Cang!"

Wan Jun, Yan Jinghong and others also arrived at the tower one after another at this moment. Wan Jun and others also quickly stepped forward to salute Immortal Emperor Hao Cang.

Haocang nodded slightly toward Wanjun and the others, looked at Wanjun, and said in a deep voice: "There are many children of the Thunder Clan in the fortress. I believe that they were just deceived, so I just locked them up temporarily. Get up, Wan Shengzi, I’ll leave these people to you.”

"Thank you, senior!"

Wan Jun bowed deeply towards Haocang, "If I, the Holy Son, can resolve some unnecessary sacrifices, then it will still be of some value."

"Of course you are valuable!"

Ling Feng stared at Wan Jun, "Brother Wan, you and I still have thousands of years to be brothers!"

Wan Jun smiled, "Okay, then we will be good brothers for a thousand years, ten thousand years!"

(PS: I wanted to take a day off today for the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I thought I had already taken a month off, so I got up early and wrote a chapter. Although the number of words is a little less, it is not a break.

In addition, I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. The mother and son reunited in the previous chapter, and this chapter can be regarded as a round-off of two CPs, which is quite appropriate, hehe~)(End of this chapter)