Chapter 4208 The End!

"It seems that Shenglin has told you everything."

Ling Feng looked at the young master Tiance in front of him, "He trusts you quite a bit."

"Young master is worthy of being a young master. You can react so quickly. I originally wanted to have a good relationship with you."

Tiance grinned and nodded, "Yes, everything was indeed told to me by that old man Shenglin, including your actions this time. I think the reason why the young master stayed behind the throne was because he wanted to disappear temporarily. It’s easier to do things in the sight of the Xuntian Lei Clan.”

"You are indeed a smart man."

Ling Feng did not deny it.

Next, the "water cold" should disappear temporarily for a while.

Regardless of whether Yi Ting can be successfully eliminated this time, it was all done by Ling Feng, the descendant of Tiandao. What does it have to do with me, the "Shui Han War God"?

The reason for doing this is to leave a way out for myself.

Although the plan this time is extremely meticulous and interlocking, the person who has to deal with it is the most powerful person in the Immortal Realm, Immortal Emperor Yi Ting.

Who dares to say that it can be foolproof?

What's more, behind Yi Ting, there is a mysterious miraculous civilization.

Before it was determined that Yi Ting would die, Shui Han's identity was not easily exposed.

After all, Shui Han's current identity is still the consort of the eldest princess of Yu Xianting.

If the lineage of Dayu Immortal Court was implicated, how could he face Bingqing again?

Young Master Tiance narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Young Master, you are so complimentary."

"I'm curious, what is your identity? Shenglin trusts you so much, and Black Tooth is even more in awe of you, and the Obsidian Demon Emperor also seems to be courteous to you."

Tiance shrugged and said calmly: "Since the young master is interested in knowing, it's okay for my subordinates to tell you. Why Shenglin trusts me so much is really hard to explain..."

After a pause, Tian Cecai chuckled and said, "Because, in a sense, I am his father!"

Ling Feng's pupils shrank suddenly and he stared at Tian Ce.

"I?"

"Yes, I am the one you understand. However, there are some differences."

Tiance continued: "You should know that Sheng Lin is the current leader of the Shenlong clan."

Ling Feng nodded.

"And I, I am the last patriarch of the Shenlong clan. I used the art of rebirth to reverse the yin and yang and reverse the cycle of reincarnation, and was born. This is also the one who has among the ten ancestral dragons, the so-called Dragon of Life and Creation - Taichu The power of the life dragon's bloodline gave rise to a special secret technique, an innate ability that few people even within the dragon's lineage could possess.

"This is a very rare atavism. It is so ridiculous to say that the Dragon Lord of the past, the coward who made our Shenlong clan be crucified on the pillar of shame, actually has such a talent."

"Uh..." Ling Feng was slightly startled.

According to Xuance, the previous generation of Dragon Lord was equivalent to his predecessor.

This guy went crazy and even cursed himself.

However, the Shenlong clan, as the leader of the descendants of the ancient demon, chose to betray the alliance in the key battle that ultimately decided their fate.

This kind of behavior is simply scum among scum, scum... no, scum among scum!

It's reasonable to scold him a few times.

"After that old guy betrayed the ancient demon lineage, he did not gain the true trust of Yi Ting. Instead, he brought all kinds of infamy to the Shenlong clan, and even became the cannon fodder of the Xuntian Lei clan. Generation after generation, we must Guarding the battlefield outside the territory, fighting with the demons.

"Such a cruel reality finally made that old guy unable to face it all, but he was a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death. In the end, he used the secret technique of rebirth, and then, I was born. However, this process is actually much longer than what I said lightly. The moment I really woke up was actually a few hundred years ago. "

"I see."

Ling Feng nodded slightly, no wonder this guy looked so young.

"Later, I obtained part of the memory of the previous generation Dragon Lord. Although I am half of him, it does not prevent me from despising him."

Xuance continued in a lazy tone and said calmly: "But you have also seen that whether it is the descendants of the ancient demon or the dragon clan, they should all regard me as the Dragon Lord of the previous generation."

Following Xuance's explanation, Ling Feng was able to understand why the black-toothed man looked at Xuance with an expression that was more of fear.

The previous generation of Dragon Lord betrayed the descendants of the ancient demon. According to common sense, a strong man of the ancient demon lineage like Black Teeth must hate Xuan Ce as the "reincarnation" of the previous generation of Dragon Lord.

But his attitude towards Xuance was so fearful.

It can only mean one thing, Xuan Ce's methods and abilities far exceed those of Hei Teang.

And the reason why the Obsidian Demon King didn't pay much attention to Xuance was probably because there was nothing he could do against him.

Moreover, for some reasons, he had to cooperate with Xuance.

Indeed, given the current situation of the descendants of the ancient demon, other than trusting the Shenlong clan, cooperating with them, and joining forces to eliminate Yi Ting, there really is no other way to change their own destiny.

This cooperative relationship, although deformed, is not very reliable.

However, it is a desperate choice.

"You just said that you are half of the previous generation Dragon Lord, but what about the other half?"

Ling Feng looked at Xuance and continued to ask questions.

"The other half..."

Xuance raised his eyebrows and smiled, "The other half is the Dragon Yuan that contains 90% of the previous Dragon Lord's cultivation level, and it is in the hands of Sheng Lin."

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly.

What a Shenglin!

No wonder he was able to reach some kind of deal with an ancestor of the demon clan.

He is indeed not as simple as he seems.

In other words, he possesses 90% of the cultivation level of the previous generation Dragon Lord, and I am afraid that he is at least an immortal level existence.

It’s simply hidden deeper than myself!

"Young Master, please come with me. Before Yi Ting arrives, there is one more thing I want to give to you. This is also something left by the previous generation of Dragon Lord. Anyway, it is something that will be given to the descendants of Tiandao. I don't want to give it to you. I don’t have all the memories about this thing, I just vaguely know that this thing is related to the path to enlightenment.”

"The Road to the Apocalypse!"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched suddenly.

That day on the island in the middle of the lake in Tianzhi Yuanyang Realm, before Ling Ruoshui died, he told some information about the "Road to Apocalypse".

He only knew that the crystal that Ling Ruoshui left to him, which contained her lifelong cultivation, was the "key" that could open the road to the apocalypse.

But I don't know how to find this so-called "Road to Apocalypse".

But he didn't expect that the previous generation of Dragon Lord would actually leave some clues for him.

Is all this a coincidence, or is it an arrangement of fate?

Ling Feng shook his head and threw all distracting thoughts behind him.

Now that I have obtained the Seed of Destiny from the Jidao Emperor Dragon (the Dragon of Destiny and Dominance), my destiny should be in my own hands!

"It seems that the young master is quite interested."

Xuance raised his eyebrows and smiled, "In that case, please come with me!"

Ling Feng nodded slightly, thought for a moment, took out Qianji Baibian and put it on his face.

The next moment, the silver-haired Ling Feng from the past appeared again.

However, it is really a bit...

Ling Feng laughed at himself, these days, he has been both Shui Han and Feng Gulando.

Next, it’s time to do Lingfeng for a few days.

…

the other side.

Let's talk about Wan Jun and Commander-in-Chief Yun Ting. After hurriedly escaping from the Luan Lin Death Swamp, they retreated hundreds of miles back before finally falling into a hidden grotto and settling down for the time being.

Originally, a group of seven people entered the Chaos Scale Death Swamp to investigate the whereabouts of Ning Kun, the master of the Demon Soul Palace.

Now, only the two of them were left, barely escaping.

"Damn it...Damn it..."

Wan Jun punched the rock wall hard several times.

Time and time again, he was forced to abandon his companions, which made Wan Jun feel extremely painful.

Commander-in-Chief Yun Ting shook his head, took out a communication talisman, and said in a deep voice: "Wan Jun, instead of being incompetent and furious here, you should send a message to Emperor Zun as soon as possible! That boy Shui Han is right, only Emperor Please come as soon as possible, others may have a chance of survival."

Wan Jun then quickly took the talisman handed over by Commander Yun Ting.

Anger almost went to his head.

He took a deep breath, tried his best to stay calm, and then sent a call for help in the direction of the Fortress of the Dead.

Moreover, nine rays were released in one breath.

Nine is the extreme number, indicating a hundred thousand urgent meanings.

Now, all they can do is wait for Yi Ting to arrive.

Compared with Wan Jun and the others, who finally had a short respite, Wei Wuji and the three shadow guards faced the Obsidian Demon Emperor, but the situation was not optimistic.

Even though Wei Wuji had the demon-slaying sword in his hand, he couldn't get much advantage in front of the Black Soul Nightmare's true form of the Obsidian Demon Emperor.

Among the three shadow guards, Otomi, the weakest, was seriously injured. Several nightmare stabs penetrated his chest, and he lost the ability to fight again.

Only two of the three shadow guards are left, and the situation is even more precarious.

"Is that all?"

The Obsidian Demon Emperor's voice sounded in the ears of Wei Wuji and others again.

The dark soul nightmare, the demonic sound penetrates the ears, and every word seems to explode in the sea of ​​​​spirits.

Wei Wuji's expression changed drastically. He clenched the sword tightly and guarded his mind, lest the Obsidian Demon Emperor's nightmare fog take advantage of him.

This battle is destined to be extremely difficult.

While they were struggling to hold on, Xuance and Ling Feng had already bypassed the periphery of Luan Lin Death Swamp and entered directly into the hinterland of the valley.

This is the temporary residence of these descendants of the ancient demon.

It is also the true base camp of Demon Soul Palace.

"Greetings, young master!"

"Hey, Zhu Tou San, why are you fat again?"

"I've met the young master!"

"Old Niu, looking at your kidney-deficient look, your wife will cuckold you sooner or later!"

"..."

Many descendants of ancient demons with human bodies and animal heads came forward to greet Xuance. Xuance was sarcastic and had a mean mouth, which was worse than that of a donkey.

If the previous generation Dragon Lord had known that his reincarnation had become such a thing, I wonder if he would... regret it?

Not long after, Xuance led Ling Feng through many restrictions and came to a hidden secret room.

In the secret room, there is an ancient jade box. On the jade box, there are obscure runes engraved on it, shining with a faint light.

"This is what the previous generation of Dragon Lord left to you, the descendants of Heaven."

Xuance pointed at the jade box and said in a deep voice, "Well, I can't open this box either. The rest is up to you."

Ling Feng nodded and his eyes fell on the jade box.

This jade box looks ordinary, but it uses an extremely mysterious sealing method.

If it were destroyed with brute force, the contents inside would probably be destroyed along with it.

What did the previous generation of Dragon Lord leave to the descendants of Tiandao?

What is the connection between this object and the Road to Apocalypse?

All this can only be known after opening the jade box.

He took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and began to study the runes on the jade box carefully.

I hope that this jade box can be opened before Yi Ting comes.

…

Just when Ling Feng was trying to open the mysterious jade box, Yi Ting had already received Wan Jun's call for help in the Fortress of the Dead.

The succession of nine magic talismans also convinced Yi Ting that there must be a terrifying existence hidden in the chaotic swamp of death.

"Obsidian Demon Emperor..."

A cold light flashed in Yi Ting's eyes.

"I didn't expect you to fake your own death and get away. I have underestimated you. Either way..."

Yi Ting murmured to himself: "It is indeed time to end the relationship with the ancient demon."

After the words fell, Yi Ting stood up and called loudly: "Jia Zi!"

The next moment, a black shadow condensed, and a man who shot through the shadow guard's clothes was seen kneeling in front of Yi Ting.

Jiazi, according to the order of shadow guards, this person should be the first.

"Gather all the Grade-A shadow guards. In a quarter of an hour, we will set off with you!"

"yes!"

Jiazi's figure disappeared into the hall.

The next moment, a white-haired old man walked out from behind the door curtain and bowed to Yi Ting, "Emperor, I am also going with you."

This person is none other than the chief elder of the Dark Sect, Styx.

Yi Ting's subordinates, the Dark Sect, and the Shadow Guards are all here!

"No need."

Yi Ting's eyes slowly fell on Elder Minghe. After a long while, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "You immediately return to the Tianchu Thunder Territory and assist Ling in building the Black Tower of the God. This black tower has already been spent. We have spent too much time, and finally we have reached the final critical moment. Everything is far less important than this black tower!"

"Subordinate..."

Elder Minghe raised his head and took a deep look at Yi Ting, his eyelids suddenly twitched, "Emperor, your hair."

Yan Ting slowly raised his palm, quietly wiped away a strand of white hair from his temples, and then waved towards Elder Styx, "Go!"

Elder Styx nodded solemnly, "I understand."

After the words fell, the figure of Elder Styx also disappeared into the hall.

In the huge hall, there was only Yi Ting, who looked so lonely and desolate.

He sat down slowly, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, and said to himself: "Everyone's story will have its own ending, but it is a pity that my ending will not be today!"

Whoosh whoosh!

The next moment, a dark shadow flashed, and ten figures lined up in front of Yi Ting.

Twelve Grade A Shadow Guards, except for Jia Wei and Jia Hai who were in the Chaos Scale Death Swamp, have all gathered here.

Emperor Yi Ting stood up again, waved his sleeves, jumped over from the shadow guard, and immediately shouted loudly: "Let's go!"

"Subordinate, obey!"

The uniform roar, like ten thunderbolts, shook the whole sky.

Accompanied by bursts of thunder, the Yiting Emperor finally set off!