The Heaven’s Jailer

At this moment, Xiao Ye was still immersed in grief. Before leaving the place, Feng Ling's reappearance shocked Xiao Ye.

"You are not dead yet!"

After seeing Feng Ling clearly, Ono gritted his teeth for a while.

Liu Lang was burned to death by a strange fire by Wu, but it was Feng Ling who let Wu do this. Therefore, Feng Ling was more hateful than Wu, and he was the chief culprit in Liu Lang's death.

Ono flicked and rushed towards Feng Ling.

However, Feng Ling was only a phantom of spiritual consciousness, and Xiao Ye's full blow did not cause any harm to Feng Ling. Instead, he shook himself, staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.

"It's hard to imagine that if you are so impulsive in an accident, you can live to the present." Feng Ling looked up and down Xiao Ye, and sighed.

"I..." Ono was ashamed for a while.

"It seems that he used to cover you." Feng Ling smiled and said, "That's why you are so sad when he is dead. After all, you will have to face the world alone in the future, and I feel sad to think about it. ."

"You..." Xiao Ye wanted to slap Feng Ling to death, but found sadly that Feng Ling couldn't be helped.

"This world is like this. If your strength is not good, you have to hold back." Feng Ling looked at Xiao Ye with interest, paused, and continued: "However, you have the blood of Tianfeng and are still so weak. No, I, the patriarch of the Tianfeng clan, can't stand it anymore."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Ono asked with a black face.

"Nothing, I just want to give you a chance to reach the height you should be." Feng Ling said seriously.

"I do not care!"

Ono Hansheng replied.

Yes, he is pregnant with the blood of Tianfeng, but compared to Liu Lang, the so-called blood connection is totally worthless.

"If, let me tell you, your eldest brother is still alive?" Xiao Ye's reaction was exactly as Feng Ling expected, and Feng Ling stared at Xiao Ye's eyes and said.

"He is still alive?"

Ono's body trembled, but, thinking about the scene just now, Ono couldn't help shaking his head, "Impossible, impossible, you must be lying to me."

Ono admits that his realm is not high, his vision is average, and certain illusions and blindfolds can deceive him, but he was not alone just now, but also Huang Rongxi, Shi Yichen, Mu Xindi and other heavenly venerables, the Holy Lord, and more importantly Yes, the Wus who do their own hands are so powerful that it is hard to estimate. Is it possible that these people have also been deceived?

"Did you lie to you? You'll know in a while."

Feng Ling didn't argue, but looked up and down Xiao Ye, and said, "Now, I have a few questions for you."

"what is the problem?"

Ono hesitated and asked.

"Do you know this person?"

With a wave of Feng Ling's palm, a projection appeared in front of Ono.

What is shown in the projection is the broken stone bridge that connects the Burial Ground and the Tianfeng Battlefield. A figure stands in the center of the stone bridge, and under its feet is the sky suspension cable that everyone climbed before.

"mother!"

At the moment the projection appeared, Ono's gaze was fixed on the figure in the center of the stone bridge.

Because the figure on the stone bridge is not someone else but Gu Jiayi.

After a short daze, Ono started to think.

Before that, Huang Rongxi had said that the reason why he was able to go from the ancient land of Tianfeng, to the secret realm of Tianfeng, and then to the place of bones, the battlefield of Tianfeng, all depends on the help of a mysterious person.

But Xiao Ye never dreamed that this mysterious person was actually his mother.

However, why did the mother help Huang Rongxi and others?

"From your expression, you have a very close relationship with this person, so I will take the liberty to guess that she is your mother?" Feng Ling asked tentatively when Xiao Ye's head was muddled.

Of course Ono wouldn't answer. For most people, family affection is the biggest weakness. Until Feng Ling is a friend or an enemy, Ono would never expose his weakness.

But after all, he was still too young. Although he didn't say anything to answer, his reaction and expression already gave the answer.

"It seems that I guessed it right." Feng Ling nodded, then sighed, and said: "She is very dangerous now. If you want to save her, you'd better listen to me honestly."

Ono fell silent immediately.

He has lost a big brother and can no longer lose his mother. Although, from birth to now, the time he spends with his mother is only a few days, but the blood connection cannot be separated.

"Your choice is very correct."

Feng Ling said with a serious face: "Next, every word of mine is very important. You must remember it. If, I am not mistaken, your mother has been controlled by someone and turned into a puppet. You want to save her. The solution is to kill the people behind the Tianfeng statue. However, with your current strength, it is obviously impossible to do it, so I will give you a supreme technique of the Tianfeng clan."

As he spoke, Feng Ling pointed a little, and a shield shining with golden light flew out of the scorched earth beside him.

The shield fell directly in front of Ono.

"Tianfeng Jue!"

The shield was covered with the words of the Tianfeng clan, and no one else would know it, but Ono had the blood of the Tianfeng, and the memory of the Tianfeng blood line made him very familiar with the words of the Tianfeng clan.

For a long time, Ono has practiced the Three Realms exercises. Now, after reading the Tianfeng Jue carefully, I feel a sense of relief. There is no doubt that this is the most suitable exercise for him.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched the shield carrying the Heavenly Phoenix Art. The shield actually made a hole in Ono’s hand. As the blood oozes out, it fell on the shield. The shield turned into a stream of light and plunged directly into Ono’s. body.

Obviously, the shield that carries the Heavenly Phoenix Art is also an incredible treasure.

"However, the Heavenly Phoenix bloodline in your body is limited. It is hard to say how far you can cultivate the Tianfeng Art. Even if you get lucky, it will be thousands of years later. At that time, the day lily will be cold."

When Xiao Ye was excited about both the exercises and the treasures, Feng Ling suddenly poured cold water.

Ono's heart suddenly became cold.

"So, what you need most now is not a technique or a treasure, but a powerful helper."

Feng Ling breathed a sigh of relief and said, "He will appear in two more hours. All we have to do now is wait."

After speaking, Feng Ling's phantom disappeared directly, and this was obviously to preserve energy.

"Two hours?"

After thinking about it, Ono found that he didn't seem to have any other options. In the end, he chose to hover and sit down.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters, three quarters...

Nearly two hours, Xiao Ye stood up again, and at the same time, Feng Ling's phantom appeared again.