Murong Mengyue looked at her mother's painful appearance, and the pear blossoms that were already crying brought rain, which was very pitiful to look at.

Ling Yue looked at Murong Mengyue's appearance, frowned, and then looked at the female armored corpse that was struggling in the flames.

As soon as Ling Yue wanted to make a move to extinguish the spiritual flame on the armored corpse, a figure rushed forward, ignoring the burning of the spiritual flame, and hugged the golden armored zombie.

"Daddy!"

Murong Mengyue exclaimed in surprise and wanted to pull Murong Chengfeng back, but Murong Chengfeng used his true qi and pushed Murong Mengyue away with one palm.

"Mengyue, I promised your mother that I would always be with her, and you have to live well. ”

Murong Chengwu smiled at Murong Mengyue, and then hugged his wife, completely ignoring the burning of Lingyan.

"In my heart, we live and die together!"

Murong Mengyue's mother's name was Yu Xin, and at this time she seemed to have woken up, raising her head to look at Murong Chengfeng, tears filling her eyes.

"Silly...... Fool!" Yu Xin's lips moved slightly, and he said astringently.

Murong Chengfeng's body had been scorched at this time, his vitality was constantly draining, and he couldn't speak.

But even so, he still hugged his wife tightly with a gentle smile on his face.

"Bearing the wind!"

"Daddy!"

Murong Mengyue and Mu Ying couldn't cry anymore, and the latter even fainted.

Two sons, one died just now, and now another is going to die, and the most painful and tragic thing in the world is the loss of a son in old age.

Murong Mengyue fell to the ground, tears falling down her eyes.

Ling Yue looked at this scene, frowned, took a step forward, and the next moment he came to Murong Mengyue's side and helped her up.

"I'm going to save my uncle and aunt!Don't worry!"

Murong Mengyue was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, Ling Yue had already teleported to Murong Chengfeng and his wife.

Looking at the two people who hugged each other tightly, Ling Yue couldn't help but think of Su Yue, if it was Su Yue, would he have the courage to be martyred like Murong Chengfeng!?

In fact, the answer was already there, the corners of Ling Yue's mouth rose slightly, and he raised his hand, his wish power was condensed, and a trace of devouring power was condensed in the palm of his hand, forming a small black hole.

As soon as the black hole appeared, a sucking force immediately appeared, inhaling the spiritual flame into it, and even the spiritual power in the heart was also inhaled.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Yue urged the spell and used [Spatial Confinement] to block the surroundings of Murong Chengfeng and his wife.

In the confined space at this time, time seemed to stand still, and Murong Chengfeng and his wife hugged each other, motionless.

Ling Yue urged the nine-colored lotus flower in the dantian, and the power of the will surged wildly, wandering around his body.

Ling Yue subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there were nine colors in his pupils shining alternately.

Ling Yue saw the big clock again, and the thread of fate that linked the clock.

Slowly raising his hand, he went to dial the hands of the clock, trying to turn back the time of the two people.

But something unexpected happened to him, and Murong Chengfeng and Yu Xin's pointers couldn't move at all, as if they had been put on a directional gear and could only turn forward.

Ling Yue frowned, and went to move the pointer again, but there was no way to make the pointer turn in reverse.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Yue urged the nine-colored lotus flower in the dantian with all his strength, and all his wish power gathered in his hand.

The muscles of the hand gripping the pointer were tense, and it was obvious that he had exhausted all his strength.

Click, click, click......

The hands beat slowly, slowly, counterclockwise.

With the reversal of the pointer, the charred area on Murong Chengwu's body began to fade, and then the skin and flesh were exposed, and at the same time, the vitality slowly recovered.

When Murong Chengfeng's vitality returned to its original state, Ling Yue let go of the pointer, his whole body went limp, he knelt on one knee, and gasped for breath.

The more Ling understood, the higher the life level, the more difficult it was to change his time.

He staggered to his feet and looked at the clock in his heart, revealing a solemn expression.

Unlike Murong Chengfeng of the Innate Realm, she is a Jindan monk, and it will undoubtedly be much more difficult to change her time.

But since he promised Murong Mengyue, no matter how difficult it is, he has to do it.

Taking out a handful of pills, Ling Yue stuffed his brain into his mouth, and the devouring power frantically absorbed these pills, converted them into spiritual power, poured into the dantian, and then was absorbed by the nine-colored lotus flower, releasing the power of wishes.

After recovering less than three layers of strength, Ling Yue reached out and held the fate clock that belonged to Yu Xin.

Sure enough, as Ling Yue thought, this was more difficult to turn than Murong Chengfeng's clock.

Ling Yue gritted his teeth, the bruises in his arms erupted, and the fingers holding the pointer were overflowing with blood.

Click!

The pointer moved, and Yu Xin's muscles scorched by the spiritual flame recovered somewhat.

Burst!

Ling Yue couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which was caused by the transition of power consumption.

The transformation degree of spiritual power in the pill was no longer enough for his consumption, taking a deep breath, Ling Yue communicated with the soul of the Immortal Emperor, and the majestic soul power began to replace the wish power, Ling Yue continued to pull the pointer.

With the consumption of soul power, the injuries on Yu Xin's body have recovered as before.

However, Ling Yue had already turned into an old man with a sixtieth armor, his skin was wrinkled like a lasagna, layer upon layer, and he looked very terrifying.

Ling Yue staggered a few steps, about to fall, but the next moment he was held up by a soft body.

Ling Yue raised his eyelids with difficulty, and saw Murong Mengyue's eyes full of tears, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a smile.

"I'll give you back what you owe! Your mom and dad should be fine!"

Ling Yue struggled out of Murong Mengyue's arms, and then said to Liuyin: "I want to breathe for a while, you help me protect the Fa!"

"Yes!" Ryu said respectfully.

Immediately after that, with Liuyin as the leader, a group of skeleton soldiers fell from the sky and protected Ling Yue in it.

The eleven Shura generals formed a circle and stood around Ling Yue, while Liuyin was standing in front of everyone in the Murong family, with the long sword in his hand on the ground, his hands on the hilt of the sword, his expression indifferent.

At this time, everyone in the field knew that Ling Yue was the weakest time now, and the best chance to kill him at this time was the best opportunity, several Xuan Realms and Realm were eager to try, their eyes were full of killing intent, but they were afraid of Liuyin's strength and did not dare to step forward.

The same is true of Murong Old Ancestor, the dry hand in his black robe is loose, loose and gripped, as if he is struggling.

He really wanted to give it a try now and kill Ling Yue here!

In the end, he sighed, not only because of Liuyin, but also because of Murong Mengyue, who was standing beside Ling Yue and looked at him indifferently.

They united with the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance to deal with Ling Yue, and they had already angered Ling Yue.

Now I only hope that Ling Yue can see Murong Mengyue's sake and let the Murong family go!

Ling Yue had the Fengling arrow given by Su Yue, and his soul power recovered quickly, and it was already back to the same after a while.

It's just that the lost vitality can't be replaced, sighed, looked at the dry palm, and smiled bitterly.

Don't owe favors to others in the future, it's too difficult to pay it back!

Ling Yue took out the Dark Roulette Wheel and injected the Wish Power that had just recovered less than three layers into it, and the Roulette Wheel glowed, and a huge portal appeared in mid-air, which was the Gate of Hell.

Ling Yue said to Liuyin, "You guys go back first!"

"Yes!" Ryu saluted respectfully, then stepped on top of the bone dragon's head and rushed towards the gates of hell.

The other skeletons followed suit, entering the gates of hell in an orderly manner.

With the dark roulette wheel in hand, summoning the gates of hell in the future is simply a matter of thought.

Moreover, Ling Yue knew that there was no way for creatures from different worlds to stay in other worlds for a long time.

A summoned life like a skeleton soldier may exist for a little longer, but it can't last long, otherwise it will be oppressed by the will of the Heavenly Dao.

Sending off the Skeleton Legion, Ling Yue looked at the people of the Murong family and said, "What do you Murong family want to say?"

Murong Old Ancestor smiled bitterly and said, "I'm willing to do it all my might!"

(End of chapter)