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"Ji Ziming, you have been arrogant all your life. Do you think you are still the aloof god? No, you are not. You have lost. You have completely lost. You will eventually spend your whole life in regret."

"You won this battle, but you lost your life. Just live with difficulty in these long years."

"Shut up!"

In the storm, the woman held her son who had lost the breath of life, and the sound of grief echoed throughout the world.

A sword energy traveled across the void and spread thousands of miles. Ji Ye and Kerens turned into powder and disappeared into this world, but Ji Ye's proud laughter stirred deep in Ji Ziming's mind.

In the distance, Caleb put his hands in his pockets and sighed in the black mist.

Yamata Snake Princess frowned slightly, clenched her fists, and fell into silence.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. It seems that the task assigned to me by the boss is redundant," Caleb's figure turned into a black mist and disappeared between the world and the sky. His voice rang in the air, "It's time for Yamata Snake Princess to leave."

Already."

"Is he really dead like that?" With red hair flying in the air, Yamata Snake looked confused at the back of the mother and son in the ice and snow world.

"I thought..." Yaqi Snake Princess exhaled a trembling breath, "That's all."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yamata Snake Princess also disappeared from this world.

At this moment, a look of embarrassment came running from below. When she saw Luo Feng with his life exhausted in the distance, the woman let out a sad cry.

She wanted to rush forward, but was pushed to the ground by Hawkeye behind her.

"Sister, you can't go there. Ji Ziming is out of control now. The place is filled with the energy of Xuanjing warriors. You will be strangled instantly if you go."

"Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, what's wrong with you..."

Leng Qianlong's cry shook the world and was heartbreaking.

"Ji Ziming!" Leng Qianlong's eyes were blood red, "Are you satisfied with this ending? This is the ending you want, right?"

"Why did Xiaofeng suffer so much? Didn't he just want to prove himself to you? Look at it now. Open your self-righteous eyes and take a good look. What did Xiaofeng get?"

"Do you think you are protecting him? In the end, you killed him. You are the murderer. Why is it not you who died, but me, Xiaofeng?"

"Wudao, my child, mother is wrong, mother is wrong," Ji Ziming with flying white hair held the cold body in despair, "You will not die. I have become a Xuanjing warrior, and now mother can protect you."

You die, you don’t want to die, what will I do if you die?”

"Ji Ziming, you are so cruel. Why are you so cruel?"

The two women's voices stirred in the heaven and earth.

"Wudao, we...went home," Ji Ziming slowly picked up her son's body. The cold air under her feet turned into a storm and swept in all directions. She suddenly flew into the air and disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

Eagle Eye frowned, "Walking in the air and borrowing the power of the five elements of heaven and earth, it seems that Ji Ziming is really a warrior in the Xuan Realm."

Heavy snow falls in the sky, and despair and sadness fill every corner.

Late night in China.

The Bai Family Mansion.

A frantic scream from the White Frost Phoenix broke the silence.

"Nonsense, you are lying to me, Leng Qianlong, you are lying to me, Xiaofeng will not die, how could he die, I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

In Baicaotang, the imperial capital, Murong Xiaoxiao stumbled out of the hall, burst into tears and rushed into the underground parking lot.

At this time, Shen Wan'er called. Murong Xiaoxiao, who was driving at high speed, burst into tears but ignored her. In the car, Murong Xiaoxiao cried like a child.

after an hour...

Longhushan Lao Tianshi Cemetery.

A thin figure was smoking a cigarette from behind, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Senior Old Madman, you... have my condolences and accept the change," cried the disciple of Longhu Mountain beside him who was delivering the news.

"Old crazy senior, please say a word and don't scare us."

"You guys go, I want to be quiet for a while," the old madman's features were buried in the shadows, and his voice was weak and tired.

Several Longhu Mountain disciples looked at each other and left towards the road down the mountain.

Before walking a few steps, I heard the cry of an old man coming from the mountain.

The Tianshi Mansion also quickly received the news of Luo Feng's fall in the Northern Territory.

Mr. Yang fell into silence when he heard the news. Secretary Li sighed, "Do I need to tell Li Qingshan and the others about this news?"

Mr. Yang slowly closed his eyes and sighed deeply, "Tell them, they have the right to know."

"Then what should I say?"

Mr. Yang was silent for a long time, "Just say... Luo Feng is gone."

At this time, on a plane flying to the Northern Territory, Gu Xuexuan cried hoarsely.

After receiving the first news of Luo Feng's death, she was the first to reject the news of Luo Feng's death.

She won't believe that her little brother is dead, she wants to see it for herself.

...

Early the next morning.

News about the extremely cold storm last night spread throughout the streets and alleys of the North Territory.

Ji Ziming broke through the shackles and became the first powerful person in the Xuan Realm in the new era. The pain of losing her son drove her into madness. She took her son's body all the way to the Miller family. In the early morning, the entire Miller family headquarters

All the families were wiped out, blood flowed into rivers, it was like purgatory on earth.

After that, Ji Ziming took her son's body back to the Ji family headquarters, and used her terrifying cultivation to create a world of ice and snow, refusing to allow anyone to set foot here.

After receiving the news, Alia came to the outskirts of Ji's house. When she saw the wall of ice and snow rising from the ground, her legs went limp and she almost fainted.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault," Aaliyah said with red eyes, "If I hadn't told Luo Feng this, he wouldn't have gone. I killed him."

"Well, maybe this is the fate of the Ji family. Ji Wudao's fall made Ji Ziming become a Xuanjing warrior," Michelle felt deeply regretful for Luo Feng's fall.

Grace, the head of the Claire family who came over after hearing the news, stepped forward and said in shock, "Is the news true?"

Michelle nodded, "It's true, Ji Xuanyi has become a warrior in the Xuan Realm, and it was Ji Ziming who killed the Miller clan last night."

"Miller is shooting himself in the foot. Fortunately, our Claire family did not participate in this senseless disaster, otherwise our family would probably end up like the Miller family."

"Does that mean Ji Wudao is really dead?" Grace asked after coming back to her senses.

Michelle nodded, "He died. He used his Ji family's bloodline as energy source and gave it all to Ji Ziming to break through to the mysterious realm. It's a pity that such talent has perished, otherwise his future potential would be unimaginable."

Grace narrowed her eyes and glanced at the sad Aaliya, and said displeasedly, "Brother Michelle, the boy who followed the girl that day must be Ji Wudao, right?"

Michelle nodded.

"No wonder," Grace was secretly shocked. No wonder the people she sent out didn't come back since that day.

Fortunately, he didn't come back, otherwise he would have to bear Ji Ziming's endless anger now.

"Let's go, the Ji family won this battle," Michelle shook her head sadly and left with Aaliya.
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