Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Sihuo stood up suddenly, with a firm light flashing in his eyes, which showed his deep trust in his boss and his pride in being a man of the Thunder Clan.

He clenched his fists, and the pain from the injuries on his body seemed to be temporarily forgotten because of this belief.

"Kill all these monsters!"

Sihuo roared, his eyes fixed on the troll that had almost crushed him with a stick.

The beast had just been hit by the boss's move. Although it did not die, its movements had obviously become much slower.

If he could make use of his speed advantage as a member of the Sky Patrol Thunder Clan, then he would have a good chance of killing the injured troll and holding back the other one.

The pressure faced by the boss will also be much smaller.

"Okay, kill them all!"

A strong hatred flashed in the boss's eyes.

The demons' invasion of the fairyland world has lasted for several epochs.

They occupy most of the fertile land and resource-rich areas in the fairyland world, while the original fairyland races can only huddle in the bitter, cold and barren land like Ice Wind Ridge.

Generation after generation of human predecessors used their flesh and blood as walls to guard the last land of mankind.

But it still couldn't stop the rampage of the demons, and now, they have even invaded the territory of Ice Wind Ridge.

Across the Icewind Ridge is their village. If these frost trolls break into the tribe, the consequences can be imagined.

Even if it’s not for the Four Fires, all these monsters must be killed here today.

We can't let them cross Icewind Ridge!

"kill!"

With a loud shout, the spear in the boss's hand instantly turned into a streak of light and rushed straight towards a frost troll.

With a loud bang, the spear force collided fiercely with the giant pillar of the frost troll, and an astonishing energy wave erupted. The surrounding frost trolls seemed to be shocked by the momentum, and they stopped and looked over here.

Obviously, such terrible power could burst out from the boss's thin body. Even the frost trolls were a little surprised.

"Where are you looking? Your opponent is me!"

Sihuo didn't hesitate at all. He took a deep breath and in an instant, he rushed towards the injured frost troll like lightning.

He held the knife in his right hand, and the power of thunder and lightning was gathering on the tip of his left fist.

This is the unique advantage of being a member of the Sky-patrolling Thunder Clan. Even a newly born descendant of the Thunder Clan can control a trace of the power of the origin of thunder.

"Thunder Fist!"

In an instant, lightning jumped around Sihuo's body, and arcs flashed, making his speed reach the extreme.

  boom!

The thunder fist and the giant palm of the frost troll collided fiercely, making a deafening noise.

A violent force surged, and Sihuo's blood surged, causing him to spit out blood suddenly. But then he turned the blade and chopped directly at the troll's head.

"A flash of thunder!"

  The knife light was too fast and too fierce!

In a flash, the frost troll let out a painful roar, and then a huge head rolled down from its neck.

Wow!

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the huge figure fell heavily backwards.

Sihuo used the force from being blown away by the troll just now to jump up, and kicked another frost troll next to him in the head with his feet like a cannonball.

  boom!

The frost troll's head was kicked hard by Sihuo, making a dull thud.

It’s a pity that Sihuo had been injured before, and the previous knife attack almost drained away his last bit of spiritual power.

This kick, seemingly as powerful as thunder, was actually not powerful enough to seriously injure the frost troll.

I saw its body swaying and a rough roar came out of its mouth.

Obviously, this kick made the non-frost troll really angry.

"Roar!"

With a low growl, the Frost Troll grabbed Sihuo. Sihuo quickly used his body skills to try to dodge the grab, but suddenly he felt weak, and when he was distracted, the troll grabbed his ankle tightly.

Click!

With a loud bang, the ankle was crushed and Sihuo let out a scream of extreme pain.

And then, the troll slammed Sihuo's body heavily onto the ground, cedar and rocks like a whip.

After just a few falls, Sihuo's head was broken and bleeding, and he was dying.

"Four fires!"

The boss was holding a spear, facing the siege of five or six frost trolls. Although he was not defeated for the time being, he was unable to extricate himself.

His eyes were filled with rage, and a line of blood formed on his forehead. His entire body exuded a murderous aura like that of a Shura from hell, causing the frost trolls to tremble in fear.

"Get out of my way!"

With a sweep of the gun, a troll in front of him was knocked flying, but immediately afterwards, another troll came up, driving a huge icicle and smashing it hard at the boss.

He wanted to save her, but he couldn't get away.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The troll that grabbed Sihuo's ankle continued to beat Sihuo's body, laughing hideously.

Obviously, he did not intend to let Sihuo die too easily, but wanted him to die in torture.

"elder brother!"

At this moment, a childish voice was heard, and Xiao Feng actually came out from the snow and was running towards this side.

In the end, he did not listen to his brother and ran over regardless of everything.

  Seeing his brother being tortured madly by the troll, Xiao Feng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes fiercely and pounced directly at the troll like a madman!

"Let my brother go! Let him go!"

Although Xiao Feng is still young, his eyes are full of determination and firmness. Although his strength is insignificant, his courage to save his brother at all costs is enough to move people.

"Xiao Feng, don't come over here! Go back! Go back to the village!!!"

Hearing Xiao Feng's voice, Sihuo seemed to become more conscious. He shouted desperately but was unable to break free from the troll's restraints.

However, Xiao Feng seemed not to have heard it. His speed was getting faster and faster, and even dark red arcs flashed around his body.

Evil dark thunder!

The eldest brother's eyelids twitched slightly. Among the Patrol Thunder Clan, there wouldn't even be a mutated Dark Thunder physique in hundreds or thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Feng actually had this kind of evil power hidden in his body.

But, no matter how special his physique is, he is still just a child of four or five years old.

He was about to rush to the troll, and the frost troll had a cruel smile in his eyes and had already raised a huge frost pillar high in his right hand.

  Such a tiny human ant can be smashed into a meat patty with just one stick!

And at this critical moment, a golden light flashed from the horizon.

The next moment, a man with ordinary appearance suddenly appeared in front of the frost troll.

The icicle in the troll's hand suddenly fell down, but the man only gave a look, and the troll's head exploded like a watermelon.

  Wow!

Blood splattered and brains burst.

The troll's huge body fell heavily, and Sihuo's body was also thrown to the side.

Ling Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed Sihuo's shoulder, then did a beautiful backflip and jumped directly back to Xiaofeng's side.

"Help your brother!"

Ling Feng took a deep look at the young man named Xiao Feng and felt vaguely that this person seemed familiar.

Especially the awe-inspiring evil aura about him.

"Thank you!"

Although Xiao Feng was young, he reacted very quickly. He wiped away his tears, caught Sihuo in his arms, and helped Sihuo sit down.

Sihuo looked at Ling Feng in a daze and asked intermittently: "You...you are..."

However, before he could finish his words, he fainted. "Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Feng asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Ling Feng gently stroked Xiao Feng's little head, then turned around to look at the Empress and Fairy Qing Suo who were late behind him.

"Senior, please take care of these brothers."

After saying that, he flew up and rushed towards the "boss" who was fighting fiercely with six frost trolls.

"The universe is thrown!"

Ling Feng's eyes focused. There was no need to use weapons to deal with a low-level frost troll. He just condensed his energy into a weapon and shot it out with one finger. With a throw of the universe, a terrifying energy burst out that could destroy everything in its path.

In an instant, the six trolls exploded and died.

As the boss looked at Ling Feng's moves, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Ling Feng looked at the young man and couldn't help but secretly praise him in his heart.

This person's understanding is quite good!

Looking at the blood line on his forehead, it seemed to be a sign that the Eye of the Emperor was about to open.

Could it be that he is also a member of the Tiandao tribe?

  Could he be Ling Taixu?

No, Queen Qingluo said that the Black Stone Trial would take place in a few days. Logically speaking, Ling Taixu shouldn't still be a child, right?

The next moment, the "boss" quickly walked up to Ling Feng, knelt down in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for saving us!"

Ling Feng hurriedly supported the young man. Since he was from the Tiandao clan, no matter whether he was Ling Taixu or not, they were all his ancestors.

How could he bear this bow? Wouldn't it be like rebelling against Tiangang?

"That's not necessary. As a fellow human, I naturally cannot just stand by and watch."

Ling Feng patted the boy's shoulder gently and said with a smile.

"Yes!"

The young man grinned, "My name is Ling Yuan, big brother, you look unfamiliar, you don't look like someone from our Yuantian tribe! But your aura is very similar to our Yuantian tribe."

Yuantianbu?

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "I am one too, but the relationship is more distant."

Millions of years later, how could it not be far away?

The young man blinked and nodded, saying, "Then you should be from the Juntian Department or the Hengtian Department."

At this moment, Ling Feng keenly noticed that a cold and fierce murderous aura suddenly appeared from Empress Qingluo and the others.

He looked back suddenly, and the source of the murderous aura was actually Empress Qingluo.

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly flew to the side of the empress, raised his hand and pressed the empress's palm.

"Senior, what do you mean?"

Ling Feng could feel that Empress Qingluo's murderous intent was clearly directed at the unconscious Sihuo.

Although Xiao Feng was young, he had a very sharp intuition. He stared at the empress vigilantly and carefully protected the Four Fires behind him.

The empress snorted lightly, said nothing, and just turned and walked aside.

Ling Feng looked at the empress's back, and then looked at Fairy Qing Suo.

Fairy Qing Suo spread her hands in confusion, as if to say, "I don't know either."

"Big brother!"

At this moment, Ling Yuan walked over quickly and said, "You helped our Yuantian tribe to eliminate these frost trolls and solve the potential hidden dangers. You are a great benefactor of our Yuantian tribe. Can you come to our tribe as a guest?"

"No need."

While Ling Feng was still hesitating, Empress Qingluo turned around and looked at Ling Yuan with a much gentler attitude.

She shook her head and said gently, "There is still fighting on the front line. The demons' attack is getting more intense. We can't stay in the rear any longer."

"That's it..."

Ling Yuan was somewhat disappointed, but still nodded, "Well, when I come of age, I will definitely go outside the blockade and fight against the demons like you guys. Sooner or later, all the demons will be driven out of the fairyland!"

"There will come a day."

Empress Qingluo took a deep breath, looked at Ling Yuan deeply, then turned and left.

"Wait for me!"

Fairy Qing Suo hurriedly followed.

Ling Feng looked at Ling Yuan, then at the unconscious Sihuo, and had some vague guesses in his mind.

After a moment of silence, he slowly said to Ling Yuan: "Take them back to the village. There are no other demons around. Those frost trolls must have accidentally wandered into the area."

"Thank you big brother!"

Ling Yuan nodded heavily at Ling Feng, then asked with a smile, "By the way, big brother, I still don't know your name?"

"I..."

Ling Feng hesitated for a moment, but still replied with a smile: "My name is Ling Feng."

It's just a name and doesn't mean anything.

As a member of the Tiandao lineage, there must be more than one person named Ling Feng. It is very normal to have the same name and surname.

……

Not long after, Ling Feng caught up with Empress Qingluo, but saw that the Empress' eyes were slightly red.

"That Ling Yuan, could it be that he is the ancestor?" Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, "Isn't his name Ling Taixu?"

"It was only after he became a Void Master that he was honored as Taixu."

Empress Qingluo took a deep breath and said slowly: "It seems that there is still a problem with the timing. We came too early, at least forty or fifty years earlier!"

"No wonder..."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. No wonder Ling Taixu is still just a teenager now.

And that four fires...

His identity is about to be revealed.

The fourth fire is Yi, the Yi in Yiting.

And that little Feng must be the great evil king Yifeng later on.

"So that's why senior wanted to kill that Sihuo just now?" Ling Feng's eyes focused and he said in a deep voice.

"If he died now, perhaps all the tragedies would not happen again."

Ling Feng shook his head. "The past cannot be changed. You can't kill Yi Ting now. Even if you kill him by force, the ancestor will definitely fight you and me. Do you want to kill him too? The world in the future will only become more chaotic, and even to the point where it cannot be cleaned up."

Ling Feng sighed and continued, "What's more, the source of the disaster in the Immortal Realm is those so-called gods! Even if we kill Yi Ting, they will find others. The crisis in the Immortal Realm cannot be truly resolved."

"That's why I didn't kill him."

Empress Qingluo clenched her fists tightly. The opportunity to kill Yi Ting was right in front of her, but she couldn't do it.

This is more painful than being powerless.

She could only follow the course of time and watch what would eventually happen.

Empress Qingluo shook her head and did not continue talking about this topic. She said in a deep voice: "It seems that in our haste, we still found the wrong time node. It seems that we have to use your source of time to push it back about forty years."

Is it really just that the timing was wrong?

Ling Feng was a little confused and took out the Eye of the Ancestor. He always felt that his return this time was closely related to this eyeball.

Shaking his head, Ling Feng did not have time to think about it, and once again offered up the Source of Time, and said slowly: "Well, let's try again!" (End of this chapter)