A Demon’s Path Chapter 897: Ling Meitian’s son
When Murong Huatian's voice appeared over Qingmaicheng, everyone's face changed. Especially when Qingyuetong shouted "Murong Huatian", everyone looked as if they were earthly.
If the monster old man shot himself, would they still have a chance to survive?
Everyone's hearts are trembling, and their bodies are trembling with their hearts!
The overcast sky shrouded in the sky suddenly broke a hole, and a golden light fell from this gap into a golden beam, hanging above the Green Wheat City.
Although this golden light looks very holy, under the background of Yin Wind bursts everywhere, this kind of holiness seems strange and inexplicable.
An old man with white hair emerged from the golden beam and appeared in front of everyone.
"Murong Huatian, it is Murong Huatian!"
The crowd roared in the bottom of their hearts, and even the idea of fighting was lost.
The previous impression of Murong Huatian in the entire Soul Continent is the unique master of Divine Demon Tower, but now Murong Huatian, everyone regards him as a unique monster leader.
Even if Murong Huatian is surrounded by holy golden light, he is just the biggest monster in the eyes of everyone.
"Qing Yuetong, you should not break the rules of the game like this, you really shouldn't Ah......" Murong Huatian smiled coldly on his face: "Either you should just hide aside obediently, or let the old man You can't move you."
"Murong Huatian, you don't need to scare me there." Qing Yuetong snorted and looked at Murong Huatian mockingly: "You think, just like you, a Doppelganger, you can scare a lot What?"
"Doppelganger?!" There was a confusion on everyone's face, but A'Ji knew something.
Since Murong Huatian has been suppressing Ling Feng's relationship, his real body cannot leave Divine Demon Tower. Now appear here, it must be just Doppelganger.
"Even if it's Doppelganger, the old man has the ability to beat you, but the old man doesn't want to waste his energy." Murong Huatian said lightly: "Are you talking about it, Lord Ling Meitian?"
Ling Meitian? Everyone can't help but look around with surprise. Where is Ling Meitian?
"Haha, Murong Huatian, you old man, you are still so cautious now." A man stepped out of the void, and the guy with a face full of evil smiles like Ling Xiao is not the lord of Demon Soul Ling Meitian What?
"Now we are playing two hits and one, even if I am just born because the child is very weak, I believe it can still deal with you." Ling Meitian Hehe smiled and walked on the sky, one step One step pressed Murong Huatian.
Every step he took, a strange white ripple appeared in the void under his feet.
The white ripples spread out, and the ground below the affected area turned into monsters of white light particles!
"What a strong power of heaven!" Qing Yuetong secretly marveled in his heart. I didn't think that this old guy hadn't appeared in such a long time. When he appeared, his cultivation practice had reached such a state.
He alone is enough to destroy all the monsters here!
As Ling Jietian approached, even the golden light on Murong Huatian’s body became extremely unstable, and even Murong Huatian’s figure became distorted and shattered. .
"Haha, Ling Diantian, you old guy is less pretending to be a ghost there. Break me!" Murong Huatian roared, and the golden light on his body immediately turned into a golden wind, and slammed into Ling Miantian. .
Golden light and white light hit together, and numerous golden and white mixed light particles spilled down from the sky. The power of the first light particle falling on the ground is equivalent to the explosion of an Crystal Stone(s) energy shell!
"Booming..." After a violent explosion, the ground outside the city was turned upside down, and the whole Green Wheat City became shaky, as if it was about to collapse.
The city is so violently shaken, not to mention the monsters outside the city at the center of the explosion.
"Ah......"
"Woo..."
They were trapped in the formation, unable to dodge, screamed again and again, and only allowed the white and golden lights in the sky to fall down and explode them into powder together with the dirt.
The impact caused by the explosion took a long time to retreat. When the people in Green Wheat City saw the situation above the sky, they realized that the two rivals were still standing face-to-face in a calm air, and did not continue.
"Now, can you get away?" Ling Miantian said to Murong Huatian with a smile. The tone of the call was like a very inviting person to come and be a guest, quite funny.
But no one would think that Ling Miantian’s words were any funny.
Murong Huatian's figure became extremely pale, but his voice was still loud: "Ling Meitian, you are ruthless. However, your grandson is estimated to be unable to come back. In 20 years' time, , I see how you are ruthless with me!"
Ling Meitian grinned: "You don’t have to worry about this. He is a descendant of my Ling family. I naturally have a way to get him back. Murong Huatian, it’s time for us to settle the accounts."
"I'm waiting!" The words fell, the golden beam retracted into the clouds, and Murong Huatian's figure disappeared.
As Murong Huatian finally left, all the soldiers in Qingmai City couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They all slumped on the ground, you look at me, I look at you, there is quite a feeling like a world apart.
"Beg...beg...you...kill...I..." When Ling Meitian was thinking of falling to the ground to find Qingyuetong, a faint voice came.
Ling Meitian tilted his head and saw that the guy with half of his body exploded his monster flesh* in the sky and glued it back on.
"Oh, it turned out to be the time when I was blue, haha, it was really fun." Ling Meitian didn't have any sympathy, but instead mocked: "Hey, I'm really unlucky, I'm also in the time of blue Well, even Murong Huatian and I blew up half of our body, it’s really poor Ah!"
"Kill... I..." Wu Cheng's half face was painful, and at the next moment, that half face slammed again, and then it stuck on again, so miserable.
"Murong Huatian regards you as pigs and dogs, you have to be yourself, who can do it?" Ling Meitian snorted coldly: "It's uncomfortable to see you like this, so if you want to die, die!"
But seeing Ling Meitian swiping hand in hand, a white light was drawn from Ling Meitian's hand, and Wu Cheng's other body was smashed.
This painful soul finally got the final peace.
"Qingya, I haven't seen you for a long time, haha." After Wu Cheng was extinguished, Ling Meitian immediately hit Haha at Qingyuetong.
On the Sky Soul Continent, only Ling Jietian is qualified to call Qing Yuetong.
However, Qingyuetong didn't look at Ling Jietian at all, but rolled some white eyes at him and said, "Look at me, let's talk."
"Haha, you still know me best!" Ling Miantian's words just fell, and his figure disappeared in front of the generals of Qingmai City together with Qing Yuetong.
"What? You want to sacrifice your son alive!" In Qing Yuetong's bedroom, she was furious and shattered everything in the room.
If possible, she also wanted to shatter with Ling Meitian, the old bastard!
"Don't even think about it!" Qingyue Tong, who has always been calm, is now like a furious tigress, and she is ferociously expressing her female power: "Why not take you and the son of the green shirt. Going to sacrifice!"
Ling Meitian smiled bitterly: "In addition to him, there is one less. I know that our son was not dead, right? Tell me, where is he?"
Qing Yuetong calmed down all of a sudden. She really didn't expect that the green shirt was willing to use her newborn child as a sacrifice.
Compared with her, she is still worse than some Ah!. No wonder this old thing has been left in the green shirt and will not leave...
"Here." Qingyue Tong waved his hand, and a mass of blue floated in front of Ling Jietian. A newly born baby was wrapped in it, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
Closing the blue light, Ling Meitian smiled helplessly: "Tong'er, if we are all alive after this catastrophe, you will live with me."
"Yeah." Qing Yuetong nodded, and there was a little fog in the corner of his eyes.
As long as the tears dared to fall, Qingyue Tong was steamed abruptly.
"I'm gone, remember, don't be too strong. The strength of the old monster Murong Huatian is not something you can cope with, even if it is only his Doppelganger." After all, Ling Miantian turned away.
"Old bastard..." scolded, and Qing Yuetong finally let his tears fall out...
On the central basin of the Demon Soul mountains, there is a huge yin and yang pattern made of Crystal Stone(s).
A large group of men, women, and children stood around the Yin-Yang pattern, with a solemn look on their faces, looking at the two newly born babies among the Yin-Yang patterns.
Ling Jietian hangs in the air, hanging in the middle of the big yin and yang pattern, his expression is also very solemn.
"Everyone, I have talked about the consequences with you. I don't want to. I can leave it now." Ling Meitian said with anger.
This group of men, women and children shouted towards Ling Jietian above the sky at the same time: "Zu Shang~IndoMTL.com~ For the Ling family, for the main line of our Demon Soul, even if we are crushing bones and souls, we recognize it! "
"Yes, ancestor, you have made the two young ancestors sacrifices, how can we not bear to sacrifice!"
Ling Meitian nodded: "Well, since that's the case, let's start!"
Ling Meitian took it easy, and the power of one black and one white sky hit the two babies lying on the yin and yang patterns. In an instant, with the black and white light shining from the two babies, the entire Yin-Yang pattern lit up.
"Okay, let's do it!" Ling Meitian shouted.
"Yes, ancestor!" Those from the Ling family sacrificed their Soul Chain one after another, and delivered all their most original Soul Strength to the two babies.
"Wow----" Two sleeping babies suddenly woke up and burst into tears. At the same time, the entire Yin-Yang pattern spun rapidly, and the fast-moving cries covered the cry of the two babies.
On the Demon Soul mountain, a huge black and white beam rises into the sky, breaking the dark clouds above the sky and rushing towards an unknown space