A Demon’s Path

It's all thanks to the old man? Murong Huatian suddenly remembered the time when he brought many priests to chase and kill Ling Feng and his wife a long time ago.

At that time Ling Xiao was only five or six years old, but she was shocked to death by herself.

In order to revive Ling Xiao, Ling Feng and his wife started crazy actions, and finally turned their daughter Murong Jing into a stone statue.

Then, in order to restore Murong Jing to her human body, Ling Feng started even crazier actions...

It seems that all this is really caused by myself, but why would I do this?

When my previous self succeeded his father as the Lord of Soul, his ideal at that time was to let the entire Three Realms live a peaceful life without any disputes. Why did I become like this, even my daughter, son-in-law and nephew refused to let go?

It was all because of that person, that guy named Ling Mietian.

Ling Mietian seized love with a sword, took away his beloved woman, and let his favorite woman die at his own hands, he, Murong Hua, hates it!

Therefore, Murong Huatian will destroy everything related to Ling Mietian, everything will be destroyed!

This guy stole his beloved woman, and his son stole his beloved daughter. Both of them are his enemies, and that bastard Ling Xiao!

Murong Huatian's mind began to become confused. In his long life, countless wonderful things were omitted by him, leaving only hatred for the Ling family.

All of this, in the final analysis, is the fault of that Ling Mietian!

Ling Mietian, get out of here, I'm going to kill you— Murong Huatian let out a wild roar, his body exploded, turning into countless blood-red and green powder particles, which dissipated with the wind.

Murong Huatian was attacked by Ling Feng with absolute strength earlier, and his body was damaged long ago. After talking to Ling Feng with the last sliver of strength, he couldn't hold on and turned into dust after all.

Murong Huatian completely disappeared from this world, and he didn't see Ling Mietian, whom he thought was the culprit, appear until his death.

On Mohun Mountain, the white-haired Ling Mietian looked in the direction of the Tower of Gods and Demons, held a glass of wine in his hand, and laughed twice: Old opponent, you still lost after all. This glass of wine, I respect you, I also respect my grandson, your grandson, Ling Xiao.

After finishing speaking, Ling Mietian spilled the glass of wine on the ground, and said to himself: Murong Huatian has settled it, but how will you father and son solve the next thing?

Seeing Murong Huatian's death, everyone heaved a long sigh of relief.

However, their mood is not easy. The conversation between Murong Huatian and Ling Feng let them know the truth of many things.

Ling Feng's methods are not weaker than Murong Huatian's in the slightest, even worse!

But, why is he so ruthless?

A thorn was planted in everyone's heart by Ling Feng. They knew that the matter might not end like this.

Brother Feng... Looking at Ling Feng who was still hanging above the sky and refused to fall, Nalan Hanxue was begging and pitiful: Let go, Brother Feng...

Ling Feng's hair was loose and moved with the wind, covering his cold eyes from time to time: Han Xue, you understand me. So, there is no need to say this again.

Why, why are you doing this? Nalan Hanxue's face was ashen ashes: Is there no place for me in your heart no matter what?

Ling Feng stared at Nalan Hanxue below, and only uttered one word: Yes.

Okay... Nalan Hanxue showed a bleak smile, slowly raised the sword, and put it on his neck: Actually, the day the alliance of gods and demons disappeared, I no longer have the right to live in this world. gone.

How Nalan Hanxue wished that Ling Feng could talk to her, but he didn't.

Nalan Hanxue closed her eyes in despair, two hot tears rolled down her beautiful face.

Brother Feng, I hope we will meet again in the next life, and don't become like this again... Nalan Hanxue gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and wiped it forcefully!

Crack! A thick and powerful palm pressed Nalan Hanxue's hand tightly, and then Ling Xiao's voice rang in her ears: Aunt Xue, why are you doing this?

With a bang, the sword in Nalan Hanxue's hand fell to the ground, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and sat slumped on the ground.

Ling Xiao, can you tell me, is there any meaning in my life? Nalan Hanxue looked at Ling Xiao dully, and there was a hint of pleading in her despairing eyes.

She was begging that Ling Xiao could give her a reason to live.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly: Aunt Xue, there is love in your heart, why bother to say death? Even if that person is not by your side, or doesn't love you, that love still belongs to you, and no one can take it away. You can cherish it for the rest of your life. It, slowly savor the ups and downs in it. Just die like this, isn't love worthless?

If you have love in your heart, why bother to say death... Nalan Hanxue pondered over the meaning of Ling Xiao's words over and over, and fell into deep thought.

Hmph, boring! Ling Feng snorted coldly, looking straight at Ling Xiao like a sword: Boy, do you do it yourself, or will I complete the sacrifice for you?

Ling Xiao did not avoid his father's gaze, and smiled calmly and calmly: Father, I choose to beat you with my hands.

Almost everyone on the field was stunned, they didn't understand what the father and son were talking about. But it seems that they obviously want to play a game.

Yan Beifei, the only one who understood the truth of the matter, had a smile on his face that never changed for thousands of years: Good boy, have the courage to face your father, this is Yan Beifei's good grandson-in-law, haha!

You have been hiding your strength. Even if a few of your women were seriously injured, you didn't take action. It was just to deal with me. I really raised a good son! Ling Feng had a mocking smile on his face. Almost everyone can feel the coldness.

Ling Xiao ignored his father's ridicule, and said: Father, there is no way, if I don't guard against you, I have been swallowed by you so that there is not even a bone left.

Nie Zi! Ling Feng suddenly shouted loudly: I have planned for so long to save your mother, but you don't cooperate with me to save your mother, you are in vain!

Really? Ling Xiao smiled slightly, that smile was very natural: Father, if it was before, when I was alone, you could save my mother by killing me, then I would naturally not begrudge my life .But now, so many people are fighting with me, and my own wife and children. To be a little selfish, I don't want to die.

Hearing the conversation between Ling Xiao and his father Ling Feng, everyone more or less understood.

It turned out that Ling Feng wanted to sacrifice his son to save his wife. Such an idea and approach is really crazy!

Everyone fell into deep thought. They were thinking about the same question at the same time. If they were in Ling Xiao's position, what would they do?

Maybe they might think that Ling Xiao is unfilial and accuse Ling Xiao of being selfish, but they will not deny what Ling Xiao said.

He has his own wife and children, his own friends, and he doesn't want to die.

Besides, with such a father who wants to kill him all day long, if it were someone else, he would have gone crazy long ago, how can he still be as calm and calm as Ling Xiao is now?

Father, if you save mother, the Tower of Divine Soul and Tower of Wraith will be destroyed. Ling Xiao continued to talk eloquently: You should know the terrible consequences of what is under the Tower of Gods and Demons. I also don't want my relatives and friends, as well as those who have fought with me to this day, to die because of this.

So, I can only feel sorry for mother. Ling Xiao straightened her body and looked at Ling Feng squarely: I believe that mother will also agree with my choice.

What? Ling Feng actually wants to destroy the Tower of Gods and Demons, the foundation of the Three Realms?! This time, everyone completely understood what the crazy Ling Feng was planning!

If it was just a fight between their fathers, they might hypocritically accuse Ling Xiao of being disobedient and unfilial. But their lives and deaths were at stake, so they no longer cared about whether Ling Xiao was disobedient or not, and waved the banner of righteousness and extinction of relatives in their hearts to support Ling Xiao unconditionally.

Haha... Ling Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, and his aura rose to the extreme: Come on, my son! Let your father see how powerful his son who can fight with the gods is!

Ling Xiao moved forward, and the figure below was still in front of everyone's eyes. His real body had already flown into the sky, standing in the air with Ling Feng.

Without the soul chain, Ling Xiao's strength is even more powerful than before.

Everyone watched this scene dumbfounded, unable to calm down for a long time. According to legend, only the ancient gods can achieve this level of cultivation without using soul chains, and Ling Xiao's strength is actually enough to become a god!

Father, I won't show mercy. Facing Ling Feng, Ling Xiao slowly raised her hands without any stage fright.

A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes: Xiao'er, if you want to realize your wish as soon as possible, just walk over my dead body!

Ling Feng's voice was still circling in the air, his figure had already transformed into countless forms to entangle Ling Xiao, attacking Ling Xiao quickly.

Ling Xiao's figure didn't move at all, just relying on waving his hands on the spot, he defuses Ling Feng's countless attacks in an instant...

The battle between the father and son was earth-shattering, until the sun and the moon paled, and the sky and the earth became dark.

For thirty days, the father and son still hadn't decided the winner.

No one can see exactly how the two of them are fighting. They can only see that there are countless white and gray figures of the two of them in the sky, which cannot be dispersed for a long time.

These silhouettes are connected together to form the image of the father and son when they fought against each other, and their real bodies have already flown to nowhere...

According to the records of later generations, no one knew who won the battle between Ling Xiao, the Holy Master of the Tower of Gods and Demons (later renamed the Holy Tower), and his father until the end.

They only knew that thirty days later, following a violent explosion above the Tower of Gods and Demons, Holy Master Ling Xiao returned to the ground alone, looked up at the sky, and uttered a long, hoarse roar: father--

(About the battle between father and son, Nirvana conceived countless times, and felt dissatisfied, and felt that it was too cruel. In the end, it became like this. Please forgive me. In other words, the next chapter is the finale, Nirvana Excited, I wonder if everyone is as excited as Nirvana?)