A Demon’s Path

Stumbled, Ling Xiao did not know where he was because he did not recognize the surroundings around him.

It was a sea of ​​white clouds, and he stood above the soft cloud.

Ling Xiao tried to take a few steps. The soft, cotton-like cloud still supported the weight of his body, and he could not stand the sign of dropping Ling Xiao.

Looking up at the sky, Ling Xiao saw an empty blue sky with no clouds and no sun.

Xiao Ling looked down to see what was under the cloud, but he couldn’t see it at all.

“What the hell is this place?” Ling Xiao frowned and tried to use his mental power to search around, but he reluctantly discovered that in this place, his spiritual power can only spread to about 100 meters.

Ling Xiao knows that he is now a “lonely ghost,” and he doesn’t know where to go anyway. Just hang out.

Walking forward, Ling Xiao found that the scenery under his feet began to change. The feet that were originally covered by the cloud became transparent, allowing him to look from the top down.

The following hilltop was the place where Ling Xiao last remembered when Wang Zhongbo punched his head — his childhood home.

Ling Xiao looked intently at the fact that there are many people on the hill now fighting hard. Many people are besieging one person.

The man holding Tu Shen was, surprisingly, Ling Xiao’s father Ling Feng!

“Hey!” Ling Xiao exclaimed, wanting to rush down, but found that his feet were not empty, but the clouds that stood over him became transparent.

In his current state, he wants to break the clouds and go down. It is impossible.

So, Xiao Ling can only stand here and hold her fist and watch.

Hundreds of soul spirits dressed in black and white costumes siege Ling Feng one person, but it was Ling Feng’s knife-toting with the help of Tu Shen.

Ling Xiao knows these people’s clothes. These guys are the minions that the old man who claims to be his mother’s father brought.

If Ling Xiao did not guess wrong, the situation at this time was exactly what he had seen when he was unconscious.

Ling Xiao was taken away by his mother, and his father Ling Feng was responsible for the post-cut.

It seems that now is the situation when his father was behind.

“Here, I can see my past?” Ling Xiao is not without curiosity, although he knows it is the past, but he still squeezed his father’s sweat.

“The old hybrid actually went to Jinger?” Ling Feng noticed that the old man was gone, and the murderousness was on the rise!

“You all go to die for me!” Ling Feng shouted, Tu Tuo was thrown by him, and he was spinning, turning around his body at a very fast speed, and then back to him. Hands.

In the trajectory of the gods, a layer of black light spreads out like water lines, giving a buzzing sound.

Oh! After a stroke, Ling Feng vomited a large mouthful of blood, with the tip of the knife to the ground, holding the handle with both hands, gasping for breath.

It seems that this move cost Ling Feng a lot of soul power, so that he had to stop and rest and adjust.

The hundreds of guys who had been besieging Ling Feng had stopped at the same place, and they all looked blank and indifferent, as if they had lost consciousness.

After a few moments, Ling Feng pulled Tuofah from the ground and wiped out the blood on the corner of his mouth. He walked in the direction where his wife had previously fled.

Behind him, the bodies of the hundreds of fellows slanted down from their shoulders until a long blood mark appeared on the other side of the waist. The bloody spurt out of the bloody trace and buzzed like a fountain.

When the haze of blood was sprayed, half the body of the hundreds of fellows slumped down the blood mark and fell to the ground, exposing their deadly wounds.

Every corpse is the same, the same place is licked, and the wound is smooth and smooth, as if it was measured in the most precise way, without any flaws.

Tu Shen, really worthy of a perfect killing weapon!

Ling Xiao, who stood on the transparent cloud and watched down, sucked a cold air. How couldn’t he kill himself? It seems that this move should be his father’s own move.

Ling Feng disappeared into Ling Xiao’s sight. Ling Xiao wanted to know what happened afterwards and he quickly followed up.

Soon afterwards, Ling Xiao came to the place where his memory was last interrupted and Ling Feng was seen again.

In front of his father Ling Feng, there were his mother and the old chores that the mother called his father.

They had already stopped fighting. The old chores looked at Ling Xiao’s mother weeping and looked indifferent.

At that time, he himself was lying in his mother’s arms. His breath and soul fluctuate!

“How could this be? I was actually dead at that time!?” Ling Xiao looked at his sad and desperate look from his mother and judged that she was already dead!

Ling Xiao originally knew that he was the father of the soul of the soul of the soul of the resurrection of a soul, but did not expect that he turned out to be such a death.

Ling Xiao of childhood seemed extremely complete from the outside, but the bones of his entire body had been broken, not to mention to what extent the internal organs were damaged.

The young body fell softly in his mother’s arms. His painful face hung before his death. It can be imagined how painful Ling Xiao was in that moment.

“Murong Huatian, you old hybrid, still my son is coming!” Ling Feng’s hair was no wind and his body was instantly enveloped by a group of extremely black gas. The hands of the Tuzi were bright and dark, flashing. With the breathtaking dark light!

“Murong Huatian?! The old junk was actually Murong Huatian!” Ling Xiao’s “heart” jerked a bit, he wanted to let his stiff face move a few times, but he found all his own expression Function temporarily lost its effect.

Xiao Ling did not think how, his mother’s father, actually the soul of the Lord Murong Huatian!

The mother is the daughter of Murong Huatian, the hero of the soul, and the father is the son of the Linghuntian, the god of the demon spirit. It is no wonder that the Murong Huatian will hinder the marriage between the father and mother of Ling Xiao.

Who would like his daughter to marry the enemy’s son? What’s more, Murong Hua Tian was not a person with a broad mind.

See Ling Feng so excited, Murong Hua Tian knows that the hard battle is inevitable.

Is preparing to fight with Ling Feng, Murong Hua Tian do not know what happened, his face suddenly changed slightly, hate: “Ling Feng, first spared your life, so I will solve the other side of things, and then come to you afterwards !”

“Leaving away!” Ling Feng can not care about Murong Huatian is really something or awkward, hands and Tu Tuo leaping high, a knife toward Mengrong Huatian majestic down.

Call!

A black giant knife with a hundred meters of length and a long way toward the Muronghua days, this is still the first time Ling Xiao saw a tangible knives.

Murong Hua Tian uninterested in the game, readily escorted a golden shield block, he then took advantage of teleport skills to leave here.

Bang!

There was no way for the golden shield to block the mighty spirit of Tu Tu. It exploded.

After the shield was broken into countless golden spots, Tu Shen’s knife-and-gaze continued to squat down. Then, Ling Xiao, who was above the sky, saw the most shocking scene in his life.

Knife fell to the ground and picked up the soil on the ground from a height of 100 meters.

That powerful power is like a giant bulldozer, extending the 100-meter-high earth lang indefinitely forward.

After the soil lang passed, Ling Xiao was shocked to see that a bottomless crack was like a black serpent lying on the ground. He could not see his head before and never saw his tail.

Numerous hot langs with magma and Mars have spouted from the ten-meter-wide cracks. It seems that Ling Feng’s knife actually hit the heart of this continent!

This time, Ling Xiao can finally let his face slamming a few times, his mouth is smashing and chanting: “How old can you be so fierce… As your son, I’m really a big pear. what!”

However, even if he was such a fierce young man, how couldn’t the hero of the soul, Murong Huatian, be that guy’s strength, in the end how terrible is it? Ling Xiao really could not imagine.

Oh! While Ling Xiao imagined the might of Murong Hua Tian, ​​his old man Ling Feng suddenly fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

“Feng!” Ling Xiao’s mother hung Xiaoling’s body and quickly rushed to Ling Xiao’s father Ling Feng and burst into tears.

Within one day, his son died and his husband was seriously injured. Ling Xiao deeply realized that his mother was distraught.

“Where is your mother-in-law, where are you now? If you can still see you, you won’t let you feel so sad…” Looking at his mother’s face that became extremely embarrassed because of crying, Ling Xiao has a kind of tears. The sour and sour. However, he is now a soul body, and no tears flow at all.

However, what Ling Xiao did not know was that his body in the Xihe City was now full of tears.

“What will the next thing look like?” Ling Xiao is very curious, but the transparent cloud that carries Ling Xiao suddenly suddenly becomes a white one, so Ling Xiao can’t see what happened next. .

“Damn, what the hell is this all about!” Ling Xiao was so angry that he could use the fist to look at the cloud. But he had no strength at all. He couldn’t move those white clouds.

“Boy, don’t worry.” A voice slightly familiar to Ling Xiao came from behind him. Ling Xiao turned to see that he had even seen an unexpected person.

At this time, Xiao Ling has become a vast sea behind him. The sea water is undulating, and the ship that is not too big on the sea is pushed up and put down.

One person on the ship stood on the deck. He did not move, but the ups and downs of the sea water made him seem to be shaking up and down, so Ling Xiao could not help but produce the illusion that the person was shaking.

“How could you be here?” Ling Xiao asked the man in surprise.

The old, dark-haired bearded man is not the old captain.