MTL - A Demon’s Path-Chapter 898 came back

In the dark time and space, in the middle of the ridge, a vortex will be involved in Li Yuanchong and Long Yuxi.

"This guy's mental strength is too strong, and the other eight people's mental strength has been crushed, what to do." Yan Beifei is very anxious, but he has no heart, his face still hung that meaningless Smile.

As long as the eight people were swept past, they would have to disappear completely in the turbulence of time and space, and they would end up like Ling Xiao.

"Hey." At the crucial moment, there was a loud scream, and the cry came from the soul, and the soul of Ling Xiao had a resonance, which made Ling Xiao’s head slammed into shock.

"Who are you?" Ling looked at the young man standing in front of him, muttering in his mouth: "The breath on your body, so familiar..."

Ling Qing saw that he finally contacted his father Ling Xiao, and hurriedly shouted: "My mother is Cheng Yu, you still remember."

"Yu Yu..." Ling Xiao repeatedly recited the name, and immediately became a stunned Cheng Yu in his mind.

I saw that Cheng Yu has been taking care of his son for many years, and he missed his husband. The whole person has been stunned a lot, and his heart has no pain.

"Master Sister Cheng Yu..." Ling Xiao remembered the scene between him and Cheng Yu, and remembered the past events that he first entered the Beijiao School: Master, Master, the abominable teacher...

The feeling of having a home for the first time, the first time I felt warm...

Those feelings are so good.

"Who are you?" Ling Xiao's mind was quite a lot, and asked for Ling.

"I am your son, it’s sloppy." Ling quickly said: "You said that you and my name are connected together, it is chic, our father and son, the two most handsome people in the world, don't you remember? ""

"Spell, sway, my son... my son is so big..." Ling Xiao looked kindly, his eyes full of love and pity: "Children, these years have bittered your mother." ......"

"Ling Wei, you have sons, can you still find yourself?" An angry voice came from the dark and boundless sky, yelling at Ling Xiao: "If you still feel that you are fake, then these people What is it, what is your son?"

This violent drink made Ling Xiao feel like a slap in the face, and made a clever move, finally waking up from the shackles.

"In the future, no matter what happens to you, you have to remember that you are always yourself, not a substitute for anyone, you don't need to live for anyone, or die for anyone, even if that person is your closest. people……"

The words before Xiao Bei’s departure clearly sounded in Ling Xiao’s ear, and Ling’s eyes also lit up.

"Yes, I am me, not any substitute." Ling Xiao held his fist tightly and looked firmly at the front: "Whether it is awkward or Murong Huatian, no one can let me be theirs." puppet."

"Oh, even if you recreated me, but later I took my own path. With my family and friends, it is no longer the tool you made."

Ling Xiao’s mood suddenly became clear, and the darkness around him disappeared.

The vortex that involved the enlightenment of Li Yuanchong and eight people disappeared immediately.

The darkness dissipated, and Ling Xiao finally saw these friends and relatives who helped him. He even seriously nodded to the crowd: "Everyone, I will not say much if you are polite, time is tight, let’s go back to the heavenly world. Kill Murong Huatian."

Yanbeifei sighed with relief: "It’s finally over, let's go, I will take you back."

Under the leadership of Yan Beifei, the golden giant wings swept away, and everyone went to the heavenly world.

"Only a slap in the face, retreating yourself with the incomparable madness, and surely you can pass this threshold. Oh, the tempering of the smelting of the door of the devil is officially over, Ling Xiao, congratulations."

In the Tiandao world, the old captain, the starfish river, looked at Ling Xiao and returned to the heavenly realm. He was very pleased to take a smog and continue to carry his boat.

Above the basin of the Demon Mountain, there is a large group of bodies that are completely depleted by souls. These bodies have men and women, old and young, and all have a happy smile on their faces.

Ling Huantian palely leaned on the top of the hill above the basin, barely squeezed a smile and said to these bodies: "Let's descendants, thank you."

When Ling Xiao landed from the void to here, he was shocked by the scene.

"Grandpa, what is going on here." Ling Xiao looked at this weird scene, his brow was locked.

Intuition tells him that this scene is related to himself.

"Oh, boy, have you finally woken you?" Ling Tian Tianxiao laughed twice, and his face was pale and not like a human being. It was worse than a mortal who had a serious illness: "These Ling family are burning. At the cost of your own soul, let your son contact you, and let me wake you up."

Ling Xiao finally knew that the voice he heard from the outside world was where he came from. He said nothing, but bowed deeply to his grandfather.

With the sons of the two sons and the descendants of the Ling family, the grandson was brought back, and Ling Tiantian did not know whether it was worth or not.

However, he did not regret it at all. He smiled slightly toward Ling Xiao, and his head went down and fell asleep.

"Grandma grandma, trouble you to take care of my grandfather." Ling Xiao also rushed to the green shirt with tears on his face: "I am leaving."

Ling Xiao clearly, everyone has spent so much effort to find themselves back, but not to let themselves grind here.

Although Grandpa needs him to help heal the wounds now, he understands that he needs him all over the mainland.

"I promised to smash those guys, and focus on the heavenly continent." Ling Xiao thought in his heart.

Zou Wei released a flying boat and let everyone sit on the flying boat and flew away to the headquarters of the Soul Alliance.

On the spaceship, Yanbei flew to the side of Ling Xiao and smiled: "Your grandfather sacrificed two for you..."

"I know." Ling Xiao said calmly: "So, I will not let them sacrifice for my vain, grandfather, let us start counterattack."

Above the top of the tower of the Devil's Tower, Murong Huatian looked at the clouds over the sky and the sun reappeared, and immediately guessed what happened.

"Hey, this kid can actually come back, it's really unexpected." In addition to sneer, Murong Huatian has no fear at all, but there is faint excitement.

As long as you kill Ling Xiao and take back three pieces of Heavenly Taobao, you can control the Three Realms as you wish, and become the Creator of the Three Realms.

"Murong Huatian, your dream of idiots should wake up." At the bottom of the tower of the demon, Ling Feng’s taunting voice came up.

Murong Huatian did not care. He said: "Ling Feng, you should not be proud of it. After another fifteen days, you will be completely suppressed by me. When I am, I will not believe it. I will have complete contraindications. Fight your son."

"Yes?" Ling Feng said coldly: "Then you will go through these fifteen days before you say it."

"Fiveteen days." Murong Hua hangs a sneer at the corner of the mouth: "Well, then, for the fifteen days, I will be a turtle, I will look at it, Ling Xiao is back, what is he?" Does the broken alliance have the strength to break my tower of gods in fifteen days?"

At this time, just as the people on the mainland and the monsters struggled, the sky suddenly cleared up, and the sun that had not been seen for a long time finally sprinkled the heavens again.

At the same time, those monsters even gave up the attack and began to quickly retreat in the direction of the tower of the gods, which is quite puzzling.

But no matter what, these hateful monsters have finally retired, which is undoubtedly good news for almost everyone.

Only Nalan Hanxue and a few people who know that time is running out are still full of dignity. I don’t know what to do.

As Nalan Hanxue was on the verge of this incident, a flying ship quickly flew from a distance.

Later, when Nalan Hanxue saw that Ling Xiao, who had been away for nearly 20 years, had come out of the spaceship, there were a few inexplicable complex thoughts in his heart.

"Welcome back." Outside the headquarters of the Soul Alliance, Nalan Han Xue went to Ling Xiao, and officially said her welcome words.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly toward Nalan Han Xue, and then gave Nalan Han Xue a warm hug: "Snow, you have worked hard."

Embraced by Ling Xiao, Nalan Han Xue suddenly had the urge to cry.

The smell of his body, and Feng Ge seems to be.

"Well, it's not hard." Until Ling Xiao let go of Nalan Hanxue, she nodded slightly and said: "Kid, we have been tired for more than ten years. Now, the rest of the things should be returned to you."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Do not worry, the rest of the things will be handed over to me, but, Xue Yan, I would also like to ask you to help the last time."

"What is busy." Nalan Han Xue looked at Ling Xiao strangely. She didn't know what was going on. When the boy came back, it seemed that the whole world had become different.

Ling Xiao’s eyes flashed a stern brilliance, saying: “Collect the power of all the Soul Alliances and attack the tower of the Demon from the east, west, and north.”

It took only half a day for Nalan Hanxue to be dispatched. The forces of the four great families and other Heavenly Soul Alliances were all around, surrounded by the tower of the gods and devils, waiting for the order of Ling Xiao, they would enter the gods. In the tower of the devil.

For more than a decade, they have been bullied by the monster towers. Now, when their lords return, the monsters will automatically return to the tower of the gods, which will make them feel excited.

There are only 14 days left.

This is the morning of the fourth day of the countdown. Ling Xiao appeared above the outer edge of the Tower of the Devil, and threw the three pieces of Heavenly Treasure that reappeared on him on the ground.

Three heavens and treasures fell to the ground and immediately fell into them.

Just in a blink of an eye, the tower of the demon tower is within a few hundred thousand miles, all of which are shrouded in the power of a white heaven.

The black and white mist that enveloped the people around the tower of the Devil was quickly sucked into the ground, completely exposing the entire tower of the demon to everyone.

(Ah, the big battle is coming, wow, Ling Xiaojiao, Nirvana, come on)