"No, the illusion is broken." Ye Lingfeng, who was moving forward quickly, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face changed drastically.
"Father, this is for you." Ye Lingfeng hurriedly took one pill and threw the rest to Ye Wudao.
Ye Wudao's injury was already serious, and he had to fly without sparing any effort, which added to the injury. At this moment, he was sweating profusely, and even his speed had slowed down.
Ye Wudao took the elixir and suddenly felt that his body was full of power. Unexpectedly, Ye Lingfeng suddenly came to him and sent Qianyu Yingji over.
"Father, the illusion world has been broken. Yue Fengyun will be chasing him soon. You take Ying Ji away, and I will stop him."
Ye Lingfeng didn't care whether Ye Wudao agreed or not, he put down the person and turned around and went back.
"Go to Luoya..." Ye Lingfeng said another sentence, and a light talisman suddenly appeared in Ye Wudao's hand.
"No..." Ye Wudao stopped him loudly, but Ye Lingfeng's figure had long disappeared. Qianyu Yingji ignored Ye Wudao's dissuasion and resolutely followed her.
Ye Wudao sighed and muttered to himself: "Forget it."
After saying that, Ye Wudao also turned his sword and followed him. Yue Qingqian was already dead. He didn't want to live anyway, so he might as well fight for a chance for his son.
Suddenly, Ye Wudaozhou's momentum surged, as if he had reached the late stage of god refining. Not only that, his injuries were even healed.
Ye Wudao accelerated suddenly and caught up with Ye Lingfeng in one fell swoop. Ye Lingfeng was surprised. He felt the change in Ye Wudao's momentum and was shocked: "Father, you don't want your life, you actually used such a secret technique..."
"Your mother is dead, and you have all grown up. There is no nostalgia in this world, so it is better to buy time for you." Ye Wudao smiled bitterly and spoke decisively.
"No, mother will not die. We can find a way to treat her. You can't give up like this. Get out of here." Naturally, Ye Lingfeng would not agree to Ye Wudao.
Unexpectedly, Ye Wudao suddenly shook his head and said: "It's too late, I have already used the secret technique, the killing feast, and the soul will be gone within an hour at most. You hurry up, I can feel that Yue Fengyun is already here."
"Father..." Ye Lingfeng's voice was choked with sobs, and there was a roar in his mind. In just a few hours, Ye Lingfeng suffered repeated painful blows, and his heart was cut like a knife.
"Okay, let's go quickly..." Ye Wudao suddenly pushed Ye Lingfeng away.
Huh... Yue Fengyun's figure suddenly appeared. He looked at Ye Wudao and was startled when he discovered that Ye Wudao's cultivation level had increased tremendously. However, after thinking about it and with a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he immediately understood the reason.
He said coldly: "You don't hesitate to use secret techniques, but so what, you are still no match for me."
As soon as Yue Fengyun finished speaking, he knocked Ye Wudao to the ground with a flip of his palm.
Ye Wudao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in surprise: "You, your cultivation level? How is this possible?"
I originally thought that I was using my secret skills to burn my soul to increase my cultivation level, but I didn’t expect that Yue Fengyun’s cultivation level had already reached an unfathomable level.
He was no match for him at all, but so what, as long as he could hold Yue Fengyun back for a moment, he believed that Ye Lingfeng's speed would be enough to escape to a safe place.
Yue Fengyun laughed and said: "It's unbelievable. My cultivation level is beyond the comprehension of people like you. If you can't do it, your son will also die. Let's end it."
I saw Yue Fengyun shooting with one hand, and the moonlight suddenly rose into the sky. A cold breath instantly penetrated Ye Wudao's body. Gradually, Ye Wudao's body was covered with a layer of frost.
Seeing that Ye Wudao was on the verge of death, Yue Fengyun disappeared and chased the escaped Ye Lingfeng.
However, Ye Lingfeng did not go far, but fell in love with her until she fell off the cliff. After settling Qianyu Yingji, Ye Lingfeng heard her father's scream.
The pain in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he returned resolutely regardless of Qianba Sakuraji's cries.
Following the same route as Yue Fengyun, the two met soon. Seeing that Yue Fengyun was alone, Ye Lingfeng asked angrily: "Where is my father? What did you do to my father?"
"Haha, your father has been sent to see your mother by me. He can't even hope to survive if my daughter dies." Yue Fengyun laughed.
Then he said: "If you hand over the inheritance of the God of Death, I can let you go, and I can also take you back to the Human Emperor Palace, teach you the skills, and help you become an immortal. After all, I am also your grandfather, and I will not treat you badly."
"Grandpa? The Human Emperor's Palace? Becoming an Immortal?" Ye Lingfeng glanced at Yue Fengyun coldly and spoke coldly, biting the word "Grandpa" very harshly.
"What? You don't want to recognize me as grandpa? Or do you not want to become an immortal?" Yue Fengyun thought that Ye Lingfeng was young and didn't know about his relationship with the Yue family, or that he didn't know the temptation of becoming an immortal to a cultivator. How big.
"Bah, old man, ever since you forced my mother to death and then killed my father, you and my Ye family no longer have any family ties, only hatred."
Yue Fengyun explained carefully, but what he didn't expect was Ye Lingfeng's sneer and disdain.
Suddenly he was furious, Ye Wudao was already a bastard, but he didn't expect that the son he gave birth to would be a bastard more than him. Like father, like son.
Immediately, he released his cultivation, with a majestic momentum, rolling towards Ye Lingfeng, putting pressure on Ye Lingfeng, but the result made him stunned, Ye Lingfeng was not afraid at all.
His eyes were still firm, and his aura came out immediately, like a sharp sword, extremely sharp and unstoppable, and even vaguely threatening to him.
"Huh? It has actually reached the realm of the integration of man and sword. No wonder it has such momentum. Yes, it's just a pity that it can't be used by me. Keeping it will be a disaster after all." Yue Fengyun was surprised.
Thinking about Yue Qingqian's superhuman talent back then, if she had devoted herself to cultivating immortality, she might have surpassed him in cultivation by now.
Alas, it's a pity that my life has been in the Year of the Ox, and I look back with a sense of loss.
Yue Fengyun immediately intensified his momentum. The momentum was like a rainbow, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. Ye Lingfeng still stood there strong. Even though all his internal organs were destroyed and his legs were broken, he still had a firm gaze and refused to give in.
Suddenly he remembered how he was when he was bullied by Yang Wenluo and others a few years ago. He was so similar to himself at that time.
After a few years, I not only got my revenge, but also made great progress in my cultivation. But the enemy I faced this time was different from the past. It was like a high mountain and wide water, which I couldn't reach when I looked up.
However, he always believed that no matter how much he was tortured now, he could not give up, even if he died.
The road ahead is long, and the outcome is still unknown. No one says that he will die, and no one knows what will happen in the next second.
Gradually, Ye Lingfeng's body was severely pressed down from the air. Taking advantage of the time of falling, Ye Lingfeng used all his strength to use the sword to eliminate the body.
However, the target is not Yue Fengyun, but his father Ye Wudao.
Ye Wudao had been trapped by Yue Fengyun with the power of the lunar eclipse before, and was unable to find a solution. Gradually, a sense of despair came. As time passed, his power of the soul was almost burned out, and the power of the killing feast was also reduced. About to retreat, for a moment, he suddenly had a terrible thought.
