Chapter 4325 Yuantian Department!

Sihuo stood up suddenly, his eyes flashing with determination, which was a deep trust in the boss and pride in himself as a man of the Thunder Clan.

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

"Kill all these monsters!"

Sihuo shouted loudly, staring at the troll that almost crushed him with a stick.

The beast had just been hit by the boss, and although it did not die, it was obvious that its movements had become much slower.

If he could play the speed advantage of being a patrolling Thunder Clan, then he would have a good chance to kill the injured troll and delay the other one.

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

"Okay, kill them all!"

A trace of strong hatred flashed in the boss's eyes.

The demons have been invading the fairyland world for several epochs.

They occupy most of the fertile land and material-rich areas in the fairyland world, while the original fairyland tribes can only huddle in the bitter cold and barren land such as Ice Wind Ridge.

Generation after generation of human ancestors used flesh and blood as walls to protect the last land of mankind.

But they still couldn't stop the rampage of the demons. Now, they have even entered the territory of Ice Wind Ridge.

Across the Ice Wind Ridge is their village. Once these frost trolls break into the tribe, the consequences can be imagined.

Even if it is not for the four fires, today, all these monsters must be killed here.

They can't be allowed to cross the Ice Wind Ridge even half a step!

"Kill!"

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

With a bang, the spear and the giant pillar of the frost troll collided fiercely, erupting with amazing energy fluctuations. The surrounding frost trolls seemed to be shocked by the momentum, and they stopped and looked over here.

Obviously, such a terrible power could burst out from the thin body of the boss, and even the frost trolls were a little surprised.

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

And Sihuo did not hesitate at all. He took a deep breath and rushed towards the injured frost troll like lightning.

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

This is the unique advantage of being a member of the Thunder Tribe. Even the newly born descendants of the Thunder Tribe can control a trace of the power of the origin of thunder.

"Thunderbolt Fist!"

In an instant, lightning jumped around Sihuo, and the arc flashed, which made his speed reach the extreme.

Boom!

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

The violent power surged, and the blood in Sihuo's body surged, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, but then the blade turned 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 roared in pain, and then a huge head rolled down from its neck.

Crash!

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

And Sihuo took advantage of the force that was just shaken away by the troll, jumped up, and kicked the head of another frost troll next to him like a cannonball.

Bang!

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

Unfortunately, Sihuo was injured before, and the knife just now almost drained his last spiritual power.

This kick seemed to be thunderous, but in fact it was 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 roar, the frost troll grabbed Sihuo. Sihuo quickly used his body skills to avoid the grab, but suddenly he felt weak. When he was distracted, he was grabbed by the troll by the ankle.

Crack!

With a loud bang, the ankle was crushed directly, and Sihuo screamed in great pain.

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

After just a few hits, Sihuo was already bleeding and dying.

"Sihuo!"

The boss held a spear and faced the siege of five or six frost trolls. Although he was not defeated for a while, he could not get out at all.

His eyes were filled with rage, and a line of blood condensed on his forehead. His whole body exuded a murderous aura like that of a purgatory Asura, which made the frost trolls tremble.

"Get out of my way!"

A troll in front of him was knocked away with a gun, but then another troll came up and drove a huge ice pillar to hit the boss fiercely.

He wanted to save him, but he couldn't get away at all.

"Hehehe..."

The troll who grabbed Sihuo's ankle was still hitting Sihuo's body, and he laughed hideously.

Obviously, he didn't intend to let Sihuo die too easily, but to let him die in torture.

"Brother!"

At this moment, a childish voice came, and Xiaofeng actually got out of the snow and ran towards this side.

He didn't listen to his brother after all, and ran over regardless of everything.

Seeing that his brother was being tortured crazily by the troll, Xiaofeng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and pounced directly on the troll like crazy!

"Let my brother go! Let him go!"

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

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

Hearing Xiao Feng's voice, Si Huo's consciousness seemed to wake up a little. He shouted desperately, but was unable to break free from the shackles of the troll.

However, Xiao Feng didn't seem to hear him. His speed became faster and faster, and even dark red arcs flashed around him.

Heavenly evil and hidden thunder!

The boss' eyelids twitched slightly. Among the Thunder Clan, there would not even be a mutated dark thunder physique in hundreds of years and thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Feng's body actually contained such evil power.

However, no matter how special his physique is, he is still only a four or five-year-old child.

Just as he was about to rush in front of the troll, the frost troll had a cruel smile in his eyes and had already raised the giant frost pillar high in his right hand.

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

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

The next moment, an ordinary-looking man suddenly appeared in front of the frost troll.

The icicle in the troll's hand suddenly fell. However, with just a look from the man, the troll's head exploded like a watermelon.

Wow!

Blood spilled, brains burst.

The troll's huge body fell heavily, and Sihuo's body was also thrown aside.

Ling Feng reached out and grabbed Si Huo's shoulders, and with a beautiful backflip, he jumped back to Xiao Feng's side.

"Hold on to your brother!"

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

Especially the awe-inspiring evil aura about him.

"Thank you!"

Although Xiao Feng was young, his reaction was extremely quick. He wiped away his tears, caught Si Huo, and helped Si Huo sit down.

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

However, before he finished speaking, he passed out.

"Brother, 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 and looked back at the late Empress and Fairy Qingsuo behind him.

"Senior, please look after their brothers."

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

"The universe is thrown!"

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed. To deal with a mere low-level frost troll, there was no need to use weapons. He could only see that he condensed his energy into a weapon and shot it out with one finger. Using the technique of throwing the universe, he burst out a terrifying energy that was devastating.

In an instant, the six giant demons exploded and died.

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

Ling Feng looked at the young man's eyes and couldn't help but secretly praise him.

This person’s understanding is not bad!

Judging from the blood line on his forehead, it seems to be a sign that the Eye of the Emperor is about to open.

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

Couldn't he be Ling Taixu?

No, Empress Qingluo said that there would be a black stone trial in a few days. Logically speaking, Ling Taixu shouldn't be just such a child, right?

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

Ling Feng quickly supported the young man. Since he was from the Tiandao clan, whether he was Ling Taixu or not, he was still his ancestor.

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

"It doesn't have to be like this. As a human being, I naturally can't just sit idly by."

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

"Yes!"

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

Source Tianbu?

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "I think so, but the relationship is more distant."

After millions of years, can it not be far away?

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

At this moment, Ling Feng was keenly aware that a cold and murderous aura suddenly appeared on Empress Qingluo's side.

He suddenly looked back and saw that the source of the murderous aura was Empress Qingluo.

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

"Senior, what do you mean?"

Ling Feng could feel that Empress Qingluo's murderous intention was clearly aimed at the unconscious Si Huo.

Although Xiao Feng was young, his intuition was very keen. He kept an eye on the empress vigilantly and carefully protected the four fires behind him.

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

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

Fairy Qingsuo spread her hands in confusion, looking like I don't know either.

"Big brother!"

At this moment, Na Lingyuan walked over quickly and said, "You helped our Yuantian tribe eliminate these frost trolls and solve potential hidden dangers. You are our great benefactor to the Yuantian tribe. Can you come to our tribe?" Be a guest!”

"No need."

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

She shook her head and said warmly: "There is still fighting on the front line, and the demons' attack has become more fierce. We cannot stay longer in the rear."

"That's it..."

Ling Yuan was a little embarrassed, but still nodded, "Well, when I grow up, I will definitely go outside the blockade and fight against the demons like you. Sooner or later, all the demons will be expelled. Fairyland!”

"There will come a day."

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

"Wait for me!"

Fairy Qingsuo quickly followed.

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

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 should have wandered nearby accidentally."

"Thank you big brother!"

Ling Yuan nodded heavily towards Ling Feng, smiled and asked: "By the way, big brother, I still don't know what your name is?"

"I..."

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

It's just a name, it doesn't mean anything.

In the Tiandao lineage, I am definitely not the only one named Ling Feng. It is very normal for him to have the same name and surname.

…

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

"Is that Ling Yuan the ancestor?" Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, "Isn't his name Ling Taixu?"

"It was only after he became Xu Zun that he was respected as Tai Xu."

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

"No wonder..."

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

And the four fires...

His identity is about to be revealed.

The four fires are Yi, and Yi Ting is the Yi.

And that Xiao Feng must be the later Great Evil King Yifeng.

"So senior just wanted to kill that Four Fires?" Ling Feng's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice.

"If he died now, perhaps all 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? In the future The world will only become more chaotic, even reaching an uncontrollable situation.”

Ling Feng sighed softly and continued: "What's more, the source of the chaos in the Immortal Realm is the so-called gods! Even if they kill one Yi Ting, they will find others, and the crisis in the Immortal Realm cannot be truly relieved. "

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

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

This is more painful than being helpless.

She could only follow the course of time and see that everything would eventually happen.

Empress Qingluo shook her head and did not continue to talk 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 four times." About ten years.”

Is it really just a wrong time point?

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

Shaking his head, Ling Feng didn't have time to think too much, so he used the Source of Time again and said slowly: "Okay, let's try again!" (End of Chapter)