zombie avenue

"Hehe, Yang'er, are you okay?" Seeing Qingyang's tears of excitement, Qinghuang smiled faintly, then left Ling Fan and Lukun behind, looked directly at them, and walked slowly towards Qingyang. 【】

"Father, have you become the Ling Emperor now?" Qing Yang saw Qing Huang approaching slowly, although he had vaguely guessed Qing Huang's strength, he couldn't help asking excitedly.

"Well, I have been retreating for so long, and I finally broke through today." Qinghuang nodded lightly, seemingly calm, but the smile on the corner of his mouth and the excitement hidden in his eyes betrayed his current mood, anyone can tell, When Qinghuang said this, he was not as calm as on the surface, he was also very excited!

Emperor Ling, even looking at the entire continent, is a top-notch powerhouse. If a sect has Emperor Ling, it will definitely become a first-class power. No one dares to underestimate Lingdi.

The Spirit Emperor is another watershed in the journey of cultivation. The three stages of Spirit Master, Spirit King, and Spirit Emperor are all cultivating strength. Pure physical strength, the limit of human physical strength is the power of a hundred million galloping horses. Threshold, as long as you break through this threshold, you can enter another world, that is, Emperor Ling.

When the physical strength of human beings reaches the limit, breaking through this limit, human beings can start to step into the heaven and earth, the body communicates with the power of the heaven and the earth, communicates with the trend of the heaven and the earth, and every move has the majesty of the heaven and the earth.

Therefore, there is a qualitative gap between Lingdi and Linghuang, which is far higher than the distance between Lingwang and Linghuang. One represents power, the other represents heaven and earth, and Lingdi is another realm. In the realm of strength, the gap between them is self-evident.

However, when Ling Fan heard Qinghuang's words, he almost vomited blood with anger. He never thought that Qinghuang would not break through sooner or later, but today, wouldn't he want to piss him off?Ling Fan greeted the ancestors of all kinds of gods eighteen times, including the greetings of the ancestors of Tian, ​​although he didn't know whether Tian had any ancestors.

There is no way, Ling Fan was almost burped in anger by Qing Huang's words, it doesn't matter if he is beaten to death, if he is pissed to death, then he will really become the No.1 ascetic through the ages.Ling Fan lamented in his heart. Since the incident had already happened, he could only admit that he was unlucky. Life is unsatisfactory, and Ling Fan could only comfort himself like this.

"Father, is it true?" Although he had expected this result, he still couldn't believe it when he heard Qinghuang say this with his own ears. Qingyang felt like he was dreaming, so unreal. God's son, everything is so incredible.

But soon, he came to his senses, he knew he was not dreaming, so he immediately shouted excitedly: "Haha father has become the spirit emperor, ha cough cough" Suddenly, when he was halfway through laughing, Qingyang suddenly felt bloody Upwelling, a sweetness in the throat, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.It turned out that Qingyang had not recovered from his serious injury, and because he was too excited and affected the wound, he coughed up blood.

"Yang'er, come here, and help you for my father." Qinghuang waved to Qingyang, motioning for him to come over.

Qingyang didn't hesitate, and immediately walked towards Qinghuang with some staggering steps.

Qinghuang took Qingyang's hand, tapped his pulse a few times, closed his eyes and felt it seriously, finally opened his eyes, and nodded with some relief: "It's okay, it's okay, fortunately, it hasn't happened yet. hurt the root"

Then, Qinghuang suddenly changed his movements, pulled Qingyang's hand, held a flower, turned Qingyang's body around, quickly tapped several important acupuncture points on Qingyang's body with his fingers, A burst of spiritual power was output from his body.Then, Qingyang's somewhat pale complexion became rosy again, and his eyes, which were somewhat dull, became radiant and piercing again at this time.

"After a few days of recuperation, you will be fully recovered." After Qingyang had almost recovered, Qinghuang nodded in satisfaction.

"Thank you, father." Qingyang said happily when he saw that his injury had almost healed.

"Thank you, father and son?" Qinghuang scolded with a smile.

Ling Fan had been watching this process all along, but he didn't try to stop it, because he knew that with his current strength, he was no match for the Ling Emperor powerhouse. stand up.But to be honest, he still admired Lingdi's healing ability, he never expected to heal the seriously injured Qingyang so quickly.

"Father, that kid caused my injury. Father, that kid kept disrupting my wedding and even killed the elder. You must seek justice for us." Finally glanced at Ling Fan, and then said to Qing Huang.

"Well, don't worry, I will deal with this matter. If you dare to come to Qingtian Pavilion to make trouble, if you don't severely punish it, what prestige will there be in Qingtian Pavilion in the future? However, there is one more thing to be done before this kid is dealt with."

"One more thing? Is there anything more important than getting rid of Ling Fan?" Qing Yang tilted his head and didn't think of a reason, not knowing what Qing Huang's words meant.

"You'll know right away." Qinghuang smiled faintly, then glanced at Mengyao again, this time it was no longer a faint glance, but staring at Mengyao with great interest, covering Mengyao from head to toe Finally, she nodded with satisfaction: "Well, not bad, this little girl is truly beautiful in the world, and she is also worthy of my future Pavilion Master of Qingtian Pavilion. Yang'er's gaze is really not bad."

"Father, what do you mean?" Qingyang looked at Qinghuang excitedly, already vaguely guessing Qinghuang's intention.

"Yes, before getting rid of this kid Ling Fan, let's organize your wedding first. What can compare to my son's wedding?" Qinghuang smiled brightly, obviously satisfied with Mengyao, but as for satisfaction It is unknown if Mengyao is still Mengyao's appearance.

"Thank you, father!" Qingyang happily knelt down on one knee towards Qinghuang, with an expression of indescribable excitement.

"Qingyang, you are dreaming, I don't like you, let alone marry you!" Hearing the conversation between Qinghuang and Qingyang, Mengyao shouted excitedly.

"Hey, it's okay if you don't like it, as long as my son likes you." Qing Huang said flatly.

Saying that, Qinghuang took Qingyang and walked slowly towards Mengyao.

As the two gradually approached Mengyao, she also became a little nervous, afraid and worried. He turned to his own Lan Xiaofeng for help, and begged in an almost begging tone: "Father, I beg you to let me go, I don't want to marry my youth." Yang, marrying Qingyang, I will never be happy for the rest of my life."

"Hey, Yao'er, why don't you come out? This matter is beyond my decision." Lan Xiaofeng shook his head and lamented.

Ling Fan saw the two getting closer to Mengyao, his heart was burning with anger, and he felt a flame in his chest as if it was about to burst out. He stood up slowly from the ground, his eyes seemed to be burning, and his fists were tightly clenched. At the same time, because of anger, the veins in both hands burst open one by one, and then Ling Fan, full of anger, raised his fist and rushed towards Qingyang angrily.