The Heaven’s Jailer

Feng Ling did not speak, but quietly looked towards the east.

"Are you coming?" Xiao Ye immediately followed Feng Ling's gaze and stared at him.

"Bang..." At the next moment, a bright red flame suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Is it him?" Ono couldn't be more familiar with this flame. He was already full of expectations, his expression instantly darkened.

He had seen Wu using this bright red fire more than once, and Liu Lang died from this fire. Ono wanted to rescue his mother, but cooperation with Wu was definitely not his wish.

"Don't worry, there are some things, you can't see the truth until the end." Although Ono left without pulling his legs, the thoughts in his heart have been revealed. Feng Ling, who discovered this situation, said with a smile.

While he was speaking, the bright red flame, which was originally only the size of a fist, suddenly swelled.

In the raging fire, a figure slowly emerged.

"Not Ugly?"

Ono remembers Wu's figure very clearly. From the outline, the figure in the red and different fire is definitely not Wu.

However, in this world, besides Wu, who can resist the bright red flames?

You know, the bright red and different fire once ignited the void and burned out the chaos, even if the Holy Master confronts the strong, it is difficult to get alive.

"Come!"

While Ono was watching and watching, the person in the bright red flame suddenly gave a low drink, and with his low drink, the rising flame quickly gathered towards the center.

After about two seconds, it disappeared completely.

"Big Brother!"

Without the bright red flame blocking his vision, Ono finally saw the person coming. He never dreamed that the person coming was Liu Lang!

"I said, he won't die."

It was confirmed that Liu Lang was safe and sound, and Feng Ling was relieved.

"Brother, is it really you?"

Ignoring Feng Ling, Ono made two steps in three steps, ran to Liu Lang who was reborn from the ashes, and asked excitedly.

"Of course it's me." With a sigh of foulness, Liu Lang's tone was full of joy after the disaster.

"What the **** is going on?" Ono asked with a full face.

"I think he should be asked this question." Liu Lang looked at Feng Ling.

"Senior Feng Ling..." Ono turned to Feng Ling. He used to be hostile to Feng Ling because he led the crow and burned Liu Lang to death. But now, Liu Lang is safe and sound, and the so-called enmity no longer exists.

"Senior? You should call me ancestor!"

Liu Lang's successful resurrection from the dead gave Feng Ling full of confidence, "However, my old man is broad-minded and doesn't care about you as much."

Ono's face flushed, and he didn't know how to pick up the stubble.

"If I guessed correctly, are you gamble?" Xiao Ye did not speak, but Liu Lang couldn't help but open his mouth, staring into Feng Ling's eyes, Liu Lang asked in a deep voice.

"Bet? What am I betting? Everything is under my control." Feng Ling said insistently.

"If you say that, then I have nothing to say, Ono, let's withdraw!" Liu Lang grabbed Ono, turned around and left.

"No, I haven't finished speaking, how can I leave?" Feng Ling hurriedly stopped in front of Liu Lang. He had planned for so long, but when Liu Lang left, he was not busy.

"Can you speak well?"

Liu Lang stopped and asked Feng Ling seriously.

"Yes, absolutely!"

Feng Ling immediately raised his hand to swear. After he finished his swearing, he gave a dry cough and said, "I admit that I have a bet, but all of that is based on my understanding of you. It turns out that you did not live up to my expectations."

"Don't wear a high hat for me, you probably don't know what my name is, how much do you know about me?" Liu Lang curled his lips, feeling Feng Ling was running the train with his mouth full.

"The name is just a code name, know or not, what's the point?"

Feng Ling smiled and said, "My understanding of you is deep."

"Talk about it." Liu Lang said calmly.

Before agitating Wu, Feng Ling said that Liu Lang could reshape his body. Until now, Liu Lang couldn't understand how this was exposed.

"Do you know why our Tianfeng clan descended on the Three Realms Continent?"

Looking at Liu Lang, Feng Ling said word by word, "It's just for the eternal eye, but I didn't expect that if we searched for treasures that were impossible for millions of years, it would make you a junior."

"Do you know the real eye?"

Liu Lang was taken aback.

"Did you call him the Eye of Truth? It's close." Feng Ling nodded.

"How much do you know about the real eye?" Liu Lang asked impatiently.

In the earliest days, Liu Lang did not pay too much attention to the real eye, but as the real eye continues to evolve, especially after discovering that his remodeling of the flesh is actually based on the real eye, Liu Lang has already felt in his heart, Raise the Eye of Reality to a level much higher than the level of the Holy Artifact Sacred Stele.

However, compared to the Heavenless Sacred Stele, Liu Lang's knowledge of the real eye is extremely limited.

Now that he finally met an insider, Liu Lang naturally had to ask clearly.

"Nothing to understand!"

Under Liu Lang's expectant gaze, Feng Ling shrugged and replied.

"If you have any conditions, just put it forward." Liu Lang didn't believe it at all. In his opinion, Feng Ling wanted to make an exchange.

"I really don't know much. Apart from its immortal characteristics, I don't know much." Feng Ling hesitated and continued: "However, in our world, there is a legend about the real eye."

"What legend?"

"The Eye of Truth can reverse time and space and spy on the past and the future!" Feng Ling said seriously.

"Reverse time and space, pry into the past and the future?"

Liu Lang's body trembled.

The skill refiner studies various rules and controls various rules. He has also seen a special space with ten times a hundred times the flow of time, such as the time cave house built by Zhao Zheyan in Chengtian Continent, which lasts for a few thousand years.

But even if it is Zhao Zheyan, time can only become faster or slower, reversing time and space, prying into the past and the future, is something that I can't even think about. Not only Liu Lang dare not think, I am afraid Zhao Zheyan dare not think. .

"Of course, this is just a legend. As for whether there is such a function, you need to explore it." Feng Ling said to Liu Lang while Liu Lang was thinking silently.

After a long time, Liu Lang was relieved.

"In other words, if you just rely on an immortal characteristic, you let the black smoke burn me. You are not afraid to burn me to death, leaving only the real eye?" Liu Lang questioned loudly while looking at Feng Ling up and down.

"Theoretically, this is also possible. However, if you can get real eyes, it proves that there is great luck. How can a person with great luck die easily?" Feng Ling defended.

"After all, you still bet my life!"

Liu Lang's face was full of anger.

Feng Ling chuckled and said: "There is no ten percent in this world. Since you have won the bet, don't care about the details anymore. I guess you don't know how much you have won."