"It's the juniors who are offended. ”

Ling Feng's cold sweat came down.

He also knew he was too lawless.

At the same time, I was also surprised in my heart, could it be that I was also some kind of awesome character, listening to Nuwa's tone, it seemed that I still had some friendship with myself before eternity.

"You are now a junior, but you deserve it, go back, when the sea of suffering is broken, luck and smoothness, you will understand your true body. ”

Nuwa waved her hand, and the figure dissipated again.

Since Nuwa had given a holy order, the Wheel King naturally didn't dare to pinch him.

At that day, with the current cultivation of the Wheel King, he was not Ling Feng's opponent at all, and it was not easy to protect himself, how could he dare to stop it?

Brush!

Ling Feng suddenly turned into a streamer and returned from the same path.

Now that his cultivation has reached the Heavenly Supreme Great Perfection, hundreds of millions of miles in an instant, it is only a few breaths back to the barracks.

"Ling Sijun, what are you talking about?

At this moment, a thunderous roar erupted in the square of the barracks.

A middle-aged man with a tall figure and a strong breath poked Ling Sijun's fingers and broke wide.

And Chang Xi had just entered his body and regained consciousness, and he was panting and crumbling.

"Master Dong, you also know that the reason why I am the vanguard of the attack on the Infinite World this time is mainly to find my father. ”

Ling Sijun said: "Now that my father has been found, and my mother is still imprisoned in the Witch God Sect by the sect leader, there is no freedom, I must take my father to find her!"

"Ling Sijun, you coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death, you have been staying in the barracks all these days, and your every move is under the nose of Lord Ben, how can you jump out of a father for no reason? Who are you blinding?"

The big man sneered coldly.

"Master Dong, don't spew blood. ”

Ling Sijun said angrily.

"We can all testify to General Ling, he did meet his father!"

Some of the henchmen who knew the inside story immediately started to coax.

"Don't quarrel, okay, since you said that you met your father, then let your father come out and confront Lord Ben face to face!"

The big man said, "If you can't call it out, then you will kneel and kowtow, and then you will be charged with desertion." ”

"You ......"

Ling Sijun's face suddenly sank.

His father is now in the six realms of reincarnation, how can he know when he will come out?

"I am Ling Sijun's father!"

At this moment, Ling Feng walked out from behind.

"Daddy......"

Ling Sijun was overjoyed.

"You're his father?"

The corners of the big man's mouth hooked up a hint of mockery, "Ling Sijun, even if you are blind, you have to find a decent excuse, find a man who is very similar to his own appearance, pretending to be his father, you are a fool for us?"

"Haha, what Master Dong said is right!"

Many of the other side's guards burst into laughter.

"Looks like you don't believe me?"

Ling Feng looked at the other party with a smile.

"What if you don't believe it, anyway, if Ling Sijun escapes from the battle, Lord Ben will beat him to death by military law!"

Master Dong said-for-tat.

"Then you can die. ”

Ling Feng's voice fell word by word.

"Ahhh......h

I saw that the smug smile on Master Dong's face froze in an instant.

Then, the body emitted a crackling explosion, and finally exploded into nothingness.

"Lord Dong is dead?"

"Lord Dong's cultivation can be in the Nine Heavens of the Transformation God Realm, but he was actually killed like this. ”

"When he just wiped out Master Dong, it didn't seem that he even had too many hands, this person was too terrifying, too terrifying. ！”

Some of the henchmen on the other side were so frightened that they threw away their weapons one after another, and ran away like lost dogs.

If you ask, the most shocking person must be Chang Xi.

She rescued Ling Feng that day, but she never thought that Ling Feng was Ling Sijun's father.

And in order to break into the six realms of reincarnation for himself, he killed all sides, and came out unharmed.

This kind of cultivation is enough to shock the world.

"Sijun, Chang Xi, now your father is leaving for the Witch God Sect. ”

Ling Fengyun said lightly.

It was as if Fang had just killed an ant, insignificant.

"Well, Dad, let's go now, if my mother knows that you go back to her, she will be very happy. ”

Ling Sijun reacted and nodded busily.

"Let's go!"

Ye Tian's sleeve robe flicked, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy continued to surge, turning into a gimbal, carrying the three of them, and disappeared, dissipating in the sky in an instant.

In less than a tea time, the three of them arrived above the bitter sea.

The sea of suffering is the embodiment of man's seven emotions and six desires, which contains greed, hatred, ignorance, madness, and anger...... And so on negative emotions, before the sea of suffering dries up, unless there is no desire and no action of the saint.

The vast majority of cultivators will be corrupted by such negative emotions, go crazy, lose themselves, and eventually fall into the sea of suffering.

Of course, with all kinds of powerful treasures and his own extraordinary cultivation, he can also get through.

Otherwise, Bingxuan would have fled from Kyushu and would not have been able to return to the underground palace.

But right now, the bitter sea is dry, and the impact on Ling Feng is minimal.

With Ling Sijun and Chang Xi, almost tea time, the three of them have reached the other side of the bitter sea.

After coming to the realm of the underground palace, Ling Feng found that the heaven and earth around him slowly darkened.

Filled with the smell of destruction, death, dampness.

No matter what kind of living being, if you live in such an environment for a long time, your physique will be weak, and you will be seriously ill at least, and you will be haunted by illness and die in pain.

"Dad, there are thirty-six great forces in our underground palace, and twelve of them are the most powerful, which are the inheritance left by the twelve witch ancestors!"

As he got closer and closer to the Witch God Sect, Ling Sijun told about the division of strength in the underground palace: "Their names are Zhurong Sect, Houtu Sect, Tianwu Sect, Xuanming Sect, Dijiang Sect ......"

Ling Feng's eyebrows flashed suddenly.

As we all know, once a cultivator breaks through the Heavenly Supreme Great Perfection, there are also semi-saints, sub-saints, and saints on it.

But Ling Feng is an outlier!

Because he cultivated the true body of Pangu, and now he has obtained the Open Heaven Divine Axe, as long as he collects the essence blood of the twelve witch ancestors, he will be able to prove the Tao with his strength and become a saint.

Once sanctified, his combat power will not be below that of any saint.

Therefore, beheading three corpses was not necessary for Ling Feng at all.

"Since these twelve great sects are the inheritance of the twelve ancient witch ancestors, does it mean that there is the essence blood of the twelve witch ancestors?"

Ling Feng asked.

"There are legends, but the truth is unknown. ”

Ling Sijun subconsciously glanced at his father, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Dad, the territory of our Witch God Cult has arrived. ”

As Ling Sijun's excited voice fell, Ling Feng couldn't help but look up.

I found that the black fog around me was surging, the miasma was filled, and huge palaces could be faintly seen towering in it, like the solemnity of Hell Shura.

"Brush, brush!"

In an instant, the three of them fell into the clouds and appeared at the entrance of the mountain gate of the Wushen Sect.

"Who dares to trespass on my witch god cult?"

A few Witch God Sect disciples with their hands at the door, holding their shiny spears, surrounded Ling Feng and the three of them.

(To be continued.) )