Qinghai Zhipeng's expression condensed for a moment, then nodded: "Where is mother, where did she go?"
"Falled, fell on the battlefield." Commander Peng said calmly, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, while Qinghai Zhipeng's heart trembled violently, and he fell.
"Don't think about it too much. You don't have to miss him anymore. Try to become stronger. Like me, you can become the leader of a field as soon as possible and avenge your mother." Commander Peng saw Qinghai Zhipeng lost his mind for a while and said coldly. Said.
"Who is the enemy?" Qinghai Zhipeng raised his head and asked.
"I'll tell you later." Commander Peng said indifferently. Qinghai Zhipeng nodded slightly: "I want to go to the Holy Land of the Ten Thousand Demon King. Where is that place?"
"Since we have come to the territory of the Ten Thousand Demon King, of course we have to go to the Ten Thousand Demon King's Sanctuary. I will take you there." After Commander Peng finished speaking, his wings suddenly spread out, and a strong wind passed by. The crowd felt that their bodies were enveloped by a hurricane, and then they Their bodies floated up, and they were carried by Commander Peng towards the void. Not long after, they came to a demon gate.
"This is the teleportation array. It can teleport you to the gate of the sanctuary of the Ten Thousand Demon King. You can choose one of the gates of the sanctuary to enter and experience it." Commander Peng said, Lin Feng and the others nodded slightly, and then stepped in one after another. In the teleportation array gate, the next moment, they appeared in a void space. In front of this void space, there were seven gates to the sanctuary.
"Seven Gates, Bai Yu, is this why you want seven people to go together?" Qing Yi looked at Bai Yu and said.
"I only know that my father went through the seven gates of the Holy Realm. I must find out why he died. Therefore, after we come out, how about sharing our memories with each other?" Bai Yu said to Lin Feng and the others.
"Let's talk about it after we come out." Heze's Python's eyes flickered. He had been thrown away by his old partner for a hundred and fifty years. He really wanted to see what was in this Ten Thousand Demon King's Sanctuary. The shape flickered, and the python of Heze stepped directly into one of the gates of the sanctuary.
"Let's go in first." Qinghai Zhipeng flashed and rushed into another gate of the sanctuary. Immediately, the Dark Gold Eye King and the others strolled out and stepped into the gate of the sanctuary.
There are seven gates to the sanctuary. Bai Yu's plan is to open one door for each of the seven people. If something happens to the seven people, Qingyi and her maid will step into one door. However, now that all nine people are safe, then, There will inevitably be two more people, and they will also step into a door to the sanctuary.
Lin Feng walked towards the door to the sanctuary on the far left, then stepped out and stepped inside.
However, the moment Lin Feng stepped into the gate of the sanctuary, a terrifying swallowing vortex force sucked Lin Feng in.
"No..." Lin Feng's heart trembled violently. His body seemed to stay in the void space, and his soul was swallowed up, traveling through time and space, and rolling away into the distance.
Lin Feng's soul power was released crazily, but he found that he was just doing useless work. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. At this moment, he felt extremely small and powerless. His soul seemed to have no effect at all. Completely imprisoned.
"Tread on the road to heaven, practice on the sky, create the world, the road to the peak king..." At this moment, a ethereal voice rolled in and passed into Lin Feng's eardrums, causing his heart to tremble suddenly. Then Lin Feng discovered that, In front of him at this moment, there was an old man, wearing a king's robe, with an immortal demeanor, exuding an extraordinary temperament, like a peerless king.
"Who are you?" Lin Feng shouted, but there was no sound at all. It was as if he didn't exist, just in the void.
At this moment, Lin Feng's heart trembled violently again. He was shocked to find that he was actually in the body of a child. The ethereal voice just now came from this child's mouth. He vomited it out, but he clearly felt that his soul was independent and not one with the child at all, it was just imprisoned inside.
"Who are they? What is going on in this Ten Thousand Demon King's Sanctuary." Lin Feng was at a loss at this moment, completely confused as to what happened to him.
The figure in royal robes in front of him nodded slightly, touched the child's head, and said with a smile: "Xiaotian, you will trample on the sky and become a king."
"Those are all the master's teachings, and the disciples will keep them in mind." A simple voice came out, and there was an innocent smile in the child's eyes. Then, the middle-aged man in royal robes taught him how to practice and took good care of him. Lin Feng I just felt like I was there, as if he was the child and growing up with him.
Time flies, and the years change. Lin Feng feels that time passes extremely fast. The children gradually grow up and begin to go out for training. They are powerful and have extremely strong fighting power. On this day, Xiaotian killed hundreds of thousands of people at the bottom of a valley. The strong man who came from the encirclement and suppression had already been engraved with the traces of time on his immature face, weather-beaten, and his eyes were cold.
"Hey..." With a sigh, Xiaotian walked away into the distance, and returned to the place of cultivation again. When he saw his master, all the fatigue in his body seemed to disappear in an instant, and he returned to a child again. His breath pulled his master to teach him about magical powers. His master was also extremely loving and doting on him, and fulfilled all his requests.
Time flies, Xiaotian's strength becomes stronger and stronger, Lin Feng doesn't know how many years have passed, and now he has no concept of time. Everything he has experienced is so illusory, yet so real, as if he is Xiaotian now. , can feel his emotions.
On this day, Xiaotian's cultivation had reached the realm of the Great Emperor, but he stood in the void among the mountains and cried bitterly. In his arms, there was an extremely beautiful woman, the woman he loved deeply, but he could not Protecting her, he cried bitterly until blood oozed from his eyes. Finally, he placed the woman he loved deeply on a mountain peak, then looked at the person in front of him and started killing. Blood flowed like a river that day. Mountains were stained red with blood.
From then on, no matter how outstanding and beautiful a woman was in front of him, he was always as cold as ice, because he was afraid of everything today. However, no matter what, once he returned home and returned to his master, all the grievances he suffered from the outside world seemed to disappear. Putting it behind him, it was the habitat of his soul, his eternal home. Lin Feng could feel the warmth, just like his home in Xueyue Yangzhou City. It was very warm. Nothing could replace that feeling. .
Xiaotian is still growing and rising
, getting stronger and stronger, he has experienced countless adventures, experienced endless catastrophes, and fought countless times in life and death. Whenever this happens, Lin Feng will feel a burst of heartache, as if from the other person's life trajectory. In the process, I saw my own shadow. Which powerful person is not like this on the way to rise? No matter he is evil, good or evil, Buddha or devil, as long as he wants to set foot on the road to the top, he will inevitably endure endless setbacks and pain. .
On this day, Xiaotian established his own business outside, created his own world, became a giant-armed figure, and was admired by countless people. Today, he has a weathered face and deep eyes, as if he can see through the stars with one glance.
On this day, Xiaotian got married, and he found a woman who loved him deeply. Although he still couldn't forget his former lover, he had reached the level of the Saint Emperor and should have his own wife and descendants.
On this day, Xiaotian had many descendants, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the Holy Emperor.
Finally, Xiaotian gave up everything and pursued the supreme holy realm. He left everything behind, traveled around the world, experienced changes in the world, and created his own world. Until one day, he had a realization and almost stepped into it with one foot. He entered the holy realm and created a terrifying supernatural power.
On this day, he returned to the most familiar place and met the people he was closest to.
"Master." Seeing that middle age is gradually showing signs of aging, Xiaotian feels a little cold in his heart. Now, his strength is close to that of his master, and the master finally has an appearance of aging.
"Xiaotian, you are back." The old man was sitting in the cave and smiled knowingly at Xiaotian. Xiaotian immediately stepped forward and squatted next to his master. No matter how powerful he was, this was always the one he respected the most. people.
"Master is old, and seeing you reach your current level of cultivation is the greatest comfort."
Xiaotian raised his head, looked at Master, and said with a smile: "No, Master will definitely break through the shackles and step into that realm, and Xiaotian will do his best to help Master."
"Really, how can you help Master?" The old man shook his head.
"As long as I can do it." Xiaotian is already an extremely strong man, but in front of the master, he will always be a child.
"Okay, then do Master a favor now and let me see what experiences you have had over the years." The old man smiled lovingly.
"Yes." Xiaotian nodded, closed his eyes, the old man's palm placed on his head, and whispered: "Let go of everything and let me feel it."
Xiaotian still nodded and let go of everything, as if a long, long time had passed... When Xiaotian opened his eyes, he was covered in blood, showing an expression of extreme pain, but what hurt more was his heart, and there was blood flowing from the corners of his eyes. With tears in his eyes, he thought he would never shed tears after that time, but he was wrong.
"Master, why?" Xiaotian almost roared. This was the first time in his life that he roared to the master: "If the master wants it, I can give everything, but why is this?"
He didn't understand, his heart was bleeding, looking at the person he respected and loved the most, no matter how desperate he was, the first thing he thought of was always him.
Lin Feng seemed to be crying too. He had been with Xiaotian throughout his life. He could feel all his emotions, and he was also in pain, heart-wrenching pain.
"Silly boy, for the sake of strength, you can give up everything." The old man's eyes were still kind and he said calmly. A terrible force swallowed up everything Xiaotian had, including his soul and memory.