When Zhang Erdan's pure yang qi condensed into the last super power. Almost pierced through the space and directly hit Mu Yang's body, the latter was in extreme pain, and in an instant, his body flew up.

Boom! Boom! Boom... Buzzing... As if it was the fluctuation of the heartbeat, Mu Yang's body was covered by the pure yang fiery red light, and then the fluctuations of the light continued to flicker, layer by layer, very dazzling.

The light contains incomparably powerful power, and when it circulates in Muyang's body, it turns into a spirit child little by little and enters Muyang's body. But in Feiling's eyes, this scene is a completely different picture.

Because what Feiling saw was that there were scenes above Muyang's head. That was his memory with Zhang Erdan. From childhood to adulthood, they cultivated together, fought together, fought against enemies together, and thousands of times in life and death.

In the end, maybe it was Zhang Erdan's own meaning, Feiling looked at it, and tears fell unconsciously. Because what appeared in front of me was Uncle Dan and his memory, a very clear memory. Laughing and playing, bit by bit.

It turned out that Uncle Egg kept everything in mind. It's just that he has a simple temperament and doesn't know how to express it. This is Uncle Dan's last gift to himself. That is, let him remember the good memories and keep going.

Feiling half-knelt on the ground and wiped away the tears from the corners of his mouth. He is a man, a man who has to bear a lot of responsibility, and he can't easily shed tears: "Uncle Dan, thank you, thank you for giving so unreservedly." ”

Knock, knock, knock, three heads, a trace of blood oozing from the forehead. Fei Ling didn't care. Take a step forward and look at Muyang. His hands were sealed, and a drop of blood appeared on his fingers. With a flick of his fingers, it fell on him.

"The blood is connected, the spirit is intertwined, and the fusion is fused!" Feiling's body flashed with light and shadow, only to see his body become motionless. Then Muyang's body trembled. Fei Ling opened his eyes, and his divine consciousness appeared in the gray space.

"Father, I know you're here, and I know you can't accept reality yet. You have to be clear, the so-called seal has actually been opened for you a long time ago, and you should also be very clear about the power of Uncle Dan, come out!"

With a wave of his hand, Fei Ling wanted to disperse the mist. But after a while, the fog gathered again, and it had no effect. Gradually, because of Zhang Erdan's pure yang energy, it became hot and bright.

Concentrating, Feiling wanted to use his father-son blood connection with Muyang to find out Muyang's divine sense. Before he knew it, he had begun to sit cross-legged, his hands constantly changing, and his surroundings began to change.

Time passed little by little, I don't know how long it took, Feiling only felt like a fire around him, but his mind moved, and he was able to control this power, so he kept holding on, persevering.

Boom, boom! Boom! Waves of air rose, and Fei Ling's hair flew up like flames. In front of him, a path of condensed energy gradually formed, which was completely fiery red, extending all the way.

When he opened his eyes, Feiling's eyes revealed a kind of profundity of an ancient well without waves. Stand up and walk forward step by step. He could already feel that Muyang's breath was there. It's just that he still locks himself up and doesn't want to face it.

This scene made a nameless fire rise inexplicably in Feiling's heart: "Father, Muyang, the Holy Lord of all races, you only have this ability? Do you know how much everyone has paid for you? You yourself want to be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

With a movement of his hand, the flames rang out. Flames shot out like ten thousand swords, illuminating the road ahead: "Muyang, if you continue to be a shrinking turtle like this, then your responsibility has to be borne by me." ”

"Do you know how much you have sacrificed for you? How many of these races have sacrificed for you? How many people are willing to give their souls because of you? Do you know all this?"

With both fists clenched, he punched out hard, and the powerful wind made the picture in front of him clear all of a sudden. I saw Mu Yang curled up in the corner, with dense chains on his body. These chains were all added to his body by himself.

Squatting down, Feiling said with hatred: "Muyang, you are the Holy Lord of all races, even if you don't care about this identity, then what about the Holy Maiden? You really don't know why she chose to leave here?"

Finally, Muyang's body began to move, but the chains on his body still did not let go. opened his eyes, looked at Feiling, and said sadly: "It's useless, everything is useless." There is no point anymore, there is no point anymore. ”

Sure enough, because of Linlin's resolute departure, Muyang completely blocked himself and was unwilling to face anything again. But how did he educate Fei Ling back then? At any time, running away was the stupidest and most cowardly thing to do.

Silence, the two were silent at the same time, Feiling had a gloomy face, looking at the flames spreading behind him. With a horizontal heart in his heart, his hands were sealed, and the power of blood surged out, connecting Muyang and himself: "Okay, if you don't go out, I'll accompany you!"

"I'm telling you, I'm your own son, and now you don't want to face the reality, so what do I have to continue to work on? We're all locked up here, anyway, the pure yang qi will turn into colorful waves and disappear!

The connection of blood is not something that can be broken free if you want to. Mu Yang stood up abruptly and stared at him viciously: "What are you staying for? It's none of your business, you get out of here, get out of here!"

"Huh...... Why should I get out? Muyang, you taught me to do whatever it takes when necessary, no matter when, I must face it bravely, but now what about you, your face hurts, right?"

The flames began to fill the entire divine consciousness space, and Fei Ling wanted to forcibly wake up Mu Yang through this time. If it doesn't work, Muyang can't control this power from Zhang Erdan's life well, and he will be turned into ashes by the colorful flow waves.

His own obsession entangled, unwilling to face the truth, turned into dense chains wrapped around Muyang's body. At this moment, his son and himself were connected to each other, and the flames were about to permeate.

Boom, boom! Waves of air swept through, and Feiling's robe was burned, and it was about to burn to his feet. Muyang frantically tore Feiling: "I'll tell you to get out now, get out!"

His eyes widened, and there was a powerful red light in his eyes. After all, Muyang is emotional, so at the moment when the fire was about to engulf Feiling, his hands were violently propped apart. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

Soon, when the flames completely swept the two of them away, Mu Yang grabbed Feiling's hand, quickly rushed away from the flames, and then flew out of the divine consciousness space. Fei Ling shuddered, and his body staggered back a few steps.

At this time, the trajectory of the colorful flow wave has completely changed. Because Muyang had slowly opened his eyes. Sink your hands downwards and control your power. The streamer was gradually retracted by his body.

Whew...... Whew...... exhaled lightly, then stared at Feiling, a smile raised at the corner of his mouth: "Ling'er, you've worked hard for this time." You're really my son, just as crazy as I am!"

(End of chapter)