Chapter 1588 Father and Son

Going to the lower realm is not so easy. You have to travel through the long turbulent space, and you will encounter many dangerous things. Generally speaking, no immortal is willing to spend a lot of time to go to the lower realm.

However, the White Feather Angel Clan pays more attention to the collection of the power of faith, and some things in the lower realm have to be taken care of.

Of course, he was only sent down as a small character in the White Feather Clan, and the big men would not take care of these things.

"Master Angel"

The Pope of Light stepped forward and knelt down, kissing the toes of the angel man, like a most devout servant.

"You are the Pope of the Christians in this Hengsha world, what's the matter with you?"

The angelic man asked arrogantly, as if looking down on a group of lowly servants.

In fact, believers are almost like slaves to them, and they can only join the White Feather Clan unless they are immortals.

"I am indeed the Lord's most loyal servant, the Pope of Light in this world, my lord, we have found traces of the existence of the Lord's greatest enemy in this world, Shura!"

The Pope of Light said.

"What!"

When the angelic man heard this, his eyes burst into light.

"Asshole, why didn't you say it earlier?"

The angel was furious, and then he turned around and flew towards the space vortex, as if he wanted to escape.

His name is Orno, an angel of the White Feather Tribulation Realm. He once besieged and killed a group of Shuras with a group of his fellow clansmen in the upper realm. The battle suffered heavy casualties. Although they killed all the Shuras in the end, Shuras were warlike. , The ferocious and immortal character was deeply imprinted in his heart.

Nima, there is Shura in this broken world? He came here alone?

The Pope was stunned, looking at the angel flying towards the vortex of space as if fleeing, at a loss.

"Wait, by the way, first ask the other party how many troops and how strong they are, so that we can go back and call for help."

Horno paused suddenly, stopped, turned back and flew back, and arrived in front of the Pope in an instant.

"Let me ask you, how many immortals does the other party have, and what is their strength?"

Horno asked.

"Immortal? There are no immortals on the other side, just a group of heavenly infants, or Shura with lower cultivation bases"

said the Pope.

"What, the other party has no immortals?"

Horno was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly asked for details.

After the pope said something about Mu Feng, Horno was completely relieved. He thought it was those terrifying Shura immortals in the fairy world, but he didn't expect it was just a group of low-level Shuras from the mortal world.

"It's just a group of ordinary Shuras. I'll help you out when I recover from my injuries. However, you said that a robbery fairy was killed by a woman in red. It's a bit tricky. Well, the other party only bred a group of ordinary Shura Asura blood disciples must not have a high level of cultivation, and when I recover my magic power, I will help you destroy this group of Asuras."

Horno said solemnly.

"Thank you, Lord Angel, we have prepared a banquet for you to wash away the wind and dust, and the saint, please show me your honor"

The Pope said piously.

Horno nodded, and went down to the Temple of Light surrounded by a group of people. He was just a melancholy existence in the clan. When he came here, he naturally had to enjoy the supreme treatment and respect.

The matter of Mu Tian and Mu Feng's father and son was rumored in the mainland, but no one knew that the upper realm had already intervened in the muddy waters of the lower realm.

One month later, in the Tianfeng Dynasty, in Bingxin Valley.

Wan'er's tomb, a figure stood in the wind and snow, staring at the ice crystal tomb for a long time without speaking, as if numb, the knife-like cold wind blew on the young man's face, and he didn't feel a bit.

He has been standing here for ten days and ten nights.

This person is also Mu Feng.

Behind Mu Feng, there were a few figures standing with him, including his father Mu Tian, ​​Hao Meili, and Princess Ziyun.

Not long after, a ray of light came through the sky and landed here. The visitor was dressed in a black dress, with a stunning face and a graceful figure.

It was Mu Linger.

After she learned about Mu Feng, she rushed back immediately.

"Ling'er, you're here"

"Second Uncle, Xiaofeng..."

Mu Linger asked worriedly.

"Hey, Wan'er is gone, it's a big blow to him"

Mu Tian sighed.

Those two children have been in love since childhood.

Hearing this, Mu Linger looked at the young man's thinned figure with distress, and walked gently in front of Mu Feng.

"Sister, tell me, am I a very useless man?"

The young man's somewhat hoarse voice resounded in the wind and snow.

"How come, Xiaofeng's current achievements have made the whole continent praise and marvel at him?"

Mu Linger held back the tears in her eyes and laughed.

"Let the mainland marvel..."

Mu Feng laughed, and suddenly let out a long laugh. The laughter was a bit crazy, echoing in the sky.

"So what if the universe is amazed, I, Mu Feng, did not protect the one I love after all, so what if Wang Tu dominates and dominates the mainland, I lost my beloved after all, what is the use of this body cultivation, what is the use of it, ah ...!"

Mu Feng suddenly went mad, laughed wildly, his eyes were as red as blood, his body flew up into the sky, and punched out with all his strength, the bloody fist light penetrated eight kilometers into the sky before dissipating.

"I, Mu Feng, are useless, useless! Wan'er!"

Mu Feng vented a lot, and bumped his head on an iceberg, almost destroying the ice mountain. Finally, Mu Feng couldn't help it, and burst into tears.

"Xiao Feng..."

Seeing Mu Feng like this, Mu Linger couldn't help crying, and hurried over to comfort him.

Hao Meili and others also went to comfort her.

"That's enough, cry and cry, you are like this, how can you still look like a man?"

But at this time, Mu Tian coldly shouted, walked towards Mu Feng, and became that strict father again.

"Do you think that people will not die on the road of cultivation? Do you think that the reason why you take this path is for others? Wrong, you are walking for yourself. You are like a coward!"

Mu Tian came over, grabbed Mu Feng by the collar and shouted angrily.

"Let go of me, why do you say me, you are not the same, because of your incompetence, my mother was taken away, my mother left, and I lost my mother since I was a child"

Mu Feng roared, looking at Mu Tian with red eyes, his mind was already a little possessed.

Boom!

Mu Tian punched Mu Feng hard in the face, and Mu Feng vomited blood and flew out hundreds of meters away.

Mu Feng landed on the ground, let out a roar, turned into a Shura, and punched Mu Tian with the same punch.

Mu Tian didn't defend himself, let Mu Feng's fist hit him hard, spat out blood, and then punched Mu Feng again.

"Uncle Tian!"

"Xiao Feng!"

The others looked at this scene, at a loss, and the father and son actually started fighting.

"Sister Linger, what, what should I do?"

Hao Meili and Princess Ziyun didn't know what to do, they looked at Mu Linger.

"I……"

Mu Linger also looked at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Let them father and son fight"