The thirteenth generation of law enforcers in the human realm, Nangong Yun finally dissipated.

Like a thin cloud of smoke, drifting away in the wind, never to be lifted again.

Chu Feng looked at the empty air in front of him, and stretched out his hand in a bit of a daze, wanting to grab the breath that existed in the air, but he only grabbed an empty air.

It was only his own hand that he held in his hand, and nothing else.

That's it...... Gone?

Chu Feng's eyes widened, and his mind went blank.

A moment ago, the girl-like Nangong Yun was still in front of him, calling him "little madman" with a smile, but why did he blink an eye...... It's gone?

It is clear that he has already experienced Nangong Yun's death once, why does he feel so uncomfortable this time, as if his whole person is about to be torn apart?

Chu Feng didn't know that Chu Feng just forcibly suppressed his trembling body, and then closed his eyes.

Chu Feng didn't want to open his eyes, because his eyes were very sour and astringent.

He found that after so many years and so many things, not only did he not take life and death lightly, but he became more and more sensitive.

Maybe when I was a teenager, I always thought about myself, so I didn't know what kind of pathos it was like to be separated from life and death.

Chu Feng clenched his fists, and he began to take deep breaths, constantly adjusting his emotions.

Now is not the time to feel sad, Sister Yun is always smiling, she probably doesn't like sadness, right?

Chu Feng took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and looked at the few people in front of him.

Ying Lian was lying in Hua Lingshuang's arms, already crying into a tearful person, and Hua Lingshuang, who was holding Ying Lian and gently comforting, also had a little red eyes.

Yang Yu and Cheng Yanghao were also taking a deep breath, their faces heavy and sad.

They were not familiar with Nangong Yun, but this did not prevent them from recognizing Nangong Yun's respectability.

"Work hard and don't let it down. Yang Yan patted Chu Feng's shoulder, his voice was a little low and trembling.

Chu Feng nodded and remained silent.

Yang Yu sighed again, and didn't know what to say again, just like a joke on weekdays, but he couldn't arouse interest at all.

Several people stood silently on the edge of the Suolongtan, looking at the calm Suolongtan a little sluggishly, each thinking about their own things.

Time passed very slowly, and several people clearly felt that thousands of years had passed, but they did not wait for the results.

And under the calm Lock Dragon Pool, between the countless thick blood and qi, a purple light was roaring towards the deeper part of the Lock Dragon Pool.

A purple lotus flower spun slowly as it moved forward, sweeping out one purple light after another, constantly opening up the way forward, and trying its best to kill between the mountains and mountains.

Cracks have faintly appeared on the petals of the nine-tailed lotus flower, but the nine-tailed lotus flower has not given up, it is still advancing. As it moved forward, it hummed, as if it were calling, shouting, telling.

The Nine-Tailed Lotus Flower didn't get the response it wanted, and all it got back was silence and the blood that kept tumbling.

The nine-tailed lotus flower is like a small boat hit by the waves, and it can't help but tremble, but it still doesn't give up, and is trying to move forward, breaking through the heavy wind and waves, and has no fear at all, just to move forward to the deeper part of this blood-colored ocean.

The Nine-Tailed Lotus Flower did not give up hope, and in the midst of the difficult progress, it continued to make a loud noise, knowing that one day it would be reciprocated.

Mu Tianzi scolded secretly, if he was really here, why was he afraid of this mere blood, but he was just a spiritual imprint, although he had some cultivation, but it was not enough to completely resist the blood.

What's more, this flesh qi is mainly to erode people's minds, and he also needs to separate his spirit to dissipate this power that erodes his spirit, so he has to be more cautious.

Mu Tianzi didn't know how long he had been in this sea of blood, he just kept estimating how long he could hold on.

Mu Tianzi has no intention of going back, this road, either to the dark, or to the end, how can he be greedy for life and afraid of death?

What's more, he was just a spiritual imprint, his thoughts, and his actions were all controlled by Mu Tianzi from afar, how could he really die?

He admires that woman, and respects that woman, in order not to let that woman's efforts and sacrifices be in vain, he must do his best, and what is it to fight for this spiritual imprint?

Even if his real body is here, he has been challenged in general, will he back down?

He is Mu Tianzi, a dignified Mu Tianzi.

He has been absent for too many years on the battlefield to protect his kingdom, is this time not as good as his own people?

Mu Tianzi's belief is extremely firm, that is, before he comes back, he must drag the time.

Drag him back on, and he will never leave his land again.

The world is the land of the lonely king, mortals are the people of the lonely king, the lonely king shoulders the heavy responsibility of guarding the land, and the lonely king also bears the responsibility of reassuring the people.

The Son of Heaven without the land can no longer be called the Son of Heaven, and without the Son of Heaven of the people, he is not even a fart.

The lonely king has been called Mu Tianzi for so many years, is it called in vain?

Mu Tianzi kept advancing, advancing, moving towards the deepest part of the blood pool.

The nine-tailed lotus bloomed magnificently, and a beam of purple rays soaring into the sky, like a thunderbolt above the nine heavens, emitted a roaring thunder, and in an instant, it penetrated the viscous sea of blood.

The endless purple light was dazzling, a petal lotus flower bloomed, a wisp of mist fell, and a fox chirped mournfully.

Mu Tianzi's illusion appeared on the lotus platform, he seemed to be driving his former eight horses, constantly advancing and galloping, like countless years in the past, for his own country, for his own people, fighting at the forefront, there will be no retreat.

"Fuck his grandmother, Meng Zhangjun is stupid to get out of here!" Mu Tianzi roared and scolded angrily.

He didn't have much time left, and he had to get his goal done as soon as possible.

"Meng Zhangjun is an old fool, get out, I'm afraid of Lao Tzu, hahaha!" Mu Tianzi laughed wildly, his long hair was dancing wildly, and there was burning blood and madness in his eyes, "Meng Zhangjun, you old immortal, why don't you get out!"

Mu Tianzi shouted loudly all the way, he felt Meng Zhangjun's breath, he knew that he and Meng Zhangjun were already very close, but if Meng Zhangjun didn't respond to him, what was the point?

He had to wake up Meng Zhangjun and join forces with Meng Zhangjun to do something.

For the kingdom of the lonely king, for the people of the lonely king!

"Old fool, it was Lao Tzu who lied to you when he conquered Kunrong back then!" Mu Tianzi scolded and shouted, "Lao Tzu just can't beat the chief of Kunrong, so he lied to you that the chief of Kunrong killed your wife!"

"And your son is still alive!

"Your good brother Zu Longjun has been slaughtered by the Eastern Prince, and even the dragon tendons have been pulled out to make a belt!"

"Speaking of which, those nephews of yours have also been slaughtered almost, and Wangtian was cut down by me so that he didn't even have real blood, and he became like a puppy!"

"Old fool, you're deaf!" Mu Tianzi roared angrily, he was already picking up some words that were enough to stimulate Meng Zhangjun, but Meng Zhangjun didn't even react at all, what else could he do.

"Fuck your uncle, Meng Zhangjun, you old fool, if you ignore Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu will come back and find a fragment to chop your horns, shave your scales, pump your tendons, and boil a pot of beautiful snake soup!"

"Old fool, you squeak when you live!" Mu Tianzi's face showed embarrassment, and he knew that he had to make the most daring attempt.

Mu Tianzi was silent for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "Meng Zhangjun is an old fool, I have a leg with the Queen Mother of the West, and you are here to bite Lao Tzu!"

After a long silence, Mu Tianzi clenched his fists.

"Fuck your uncle. Mu Tianzi spat hatefully.

"Ji Man?" a deep voice suddenly sounded in the sea of blood, full of pain, as if it had been tortured and tormented by endless years.

"Uncle Ji!" Mu Tianzi finally let out a sigh of relief, "How long can you hold on, old fool?"

"I can't hold on......" the voice seemed to come out of gritted teeth, "I can recover occasionally with the help of the whip of all things...... A moment of clarity...... But it's getting more and more untenable...... I want to kill ......"

Mu Tianzi suddenly shouted: "Give me an area of your spiritual platform, two spirits, support each other, it shouldn't be so easy to lose." ”

"Blood pool...... It broke out......" Meng Zhangjun said bitterly, "I can't hold it anymore......"

"I know, uncle, give me a area, and I'll help you keep your sanity!" Mu Tianzi scolded.

"Quick!" Meng Zhangjun roared, and Mu Tianzi didn't hesitate to rush towards the source of the sound with the nine-tailed lotus flower.

The heavy blood mist was broken, and a little blurred outline gradually became clear, he saw Meng Zhangjun, and when he saw Meng Zhangjun's appearance, he was taken aback.

He knew about the blood pool, but he never knew that the blood pool would be so terrifying that it could turn Meng Zhangjun into what he was looking like.

He finally saw the pool of blood, which was just an ordinary pool, no more than three or two feet in diameter, as if it were a very large well.

But the well was constantly gushing out of the well, and there were bursts of terrible howls, as if thousands of unjust souls were weeping blood.

Mu Tianzi's expression was very shocked, it turned out to be ...... It turns out that this is the pool of blood!

Mu Tianzi didn't dare to delay for a long time, and quickly rushed to Meng Zhangjun's spiritual platform, turning himself into a bronze light and rushing into Meng Zhangjun's mind.

At the same time, the nine-tailed lotus flower, which burst out with a sky-high purple light, finally passed the flowering period, and one petal after another, slowly withered.

In another barren world, Mu Tianzi turned his head suddenly, and his eyes burst out with infinite battle intent.

Mu Tianzi clenched the Kunwu sword in his hand and whispered to himself: "There is no law enforcer in the world, but there is still Mu Tianzi. ”