Yi Feng did not expect that his father's aura appeared in this giant figure that looked like the law of heaven and earth. However, the person in front of him was Yi Yuntian, and the power behind him was the powerful Immortal Realm Saint-Destroying Demon King. How could this happen?
It's the father.
In his previous life, his father left home for training a few years ago, and Yi Feng never saw his father again. However, in his rebirth, his father's identity became mysterious.
Even though the two lives were different, this gap gave Yi Feng an unreal feeling.
I learned about my father from the mouth of Ye Jinghong from the God Conferred Tower, and learned some things about my father from the mouth of Xiao Ding, a strong man in the True God Realm. The Saint-Destroying Demon King actually also knew about his father's existence, and even his father appeared in him.
the breath.
At this time, confusion arose in Yi Feng's mind.
Who is the father? Who is this Saint-Destroying Demon King?
"Yi Feng, go to hell! Nine Nether Palms!" Just when Yi Feng was stunned, Yi Yuntian launched an attack. The demonic energy on his body rose, and his aura directly increased by three levels, reaching the level of psychic.
In the seventh level, with the help of this world-destroying demonic energy, he raised his arm, and a huge illusory palm was instantly formed.
Black mist surged in the palm of his hand, pitiful screams arose, and ferocious beasts and evil spirits seemed to want to destroy everything in the world.
"Yi Feng..."
In the end, Yi Feng only heard an urgent voice calling his name, and his consciousness fell into darkness.
In a hazy state, as if a long time had passed, and as if it was only a moment, Yi Feng finally returned to consciousness.
Yi Feng opened his eyes and looked around. He was a little confused at first. He was in a forest, with a stream winding beside him, and the sound of gurgling water and the chirping of birds and animals could be heard in his ears.
Everything is extremely real.
"What's going on? Why didn't I die and why did I appear here?" Yi Feng was filled with doubts. He checked his body and found that his physical condition had returned to its peak. He had even improved and had reached the fifth level of psychic communication.
Peak level.
Yi Feng knew the power of the Nine Nether Palm. This palm technique was already a mid-level spiritual skill at the earth level. Yi Yuntian also relied on the power of the Saint-Destroying Demon Lord. I am afraid that even the strongest of the ninth level of psychics would not be able to resist it. With his original strength
In this state, he has no ability to resist at all, but now he appears here intact.
There is no longer the power of yin and yang here, and it is no longer in the illusory world of heaven and earth.
"Feng'er..." At this moment, a faint voice sounded behind Yi Feng. Hearing this extremely familiar voice, Yi Feng's body trembled and he turned around with difficulty. A middle-aged man in his thirties
A young man appeared in front of him.
The man was wearing a white robe and a square scarf. His face was gentle and elegant, and his bearing was extraordinary. His brows were very similar to Yi Feng's, and his eyes were looking at Yi Feng gently.
"Father..." Looking at the person in front of him, Yi Feng burst into tears instantly.
The person who appeared was Yi Qingquan, Yi Feng's father.
Yi Feng did not expect to see his father in this situation. Although he had many doubts in his heart, the emotional outburst of reunion at this time had overwhelmed all thoughts.
Yi Feng took a step forward, his feet softened, and he was about to kneel to the ground.
Yi Qingquan stretched out his palm to support Yi Feng.
"Father, I miss you so much..." Yi Feng held her father's arm tightly and never wanted to let go.
Yi Feng has experienced two lives, and his character has long been as solid as a rock. However, in this life, Yi Feng has already felt the value of family ties. Yi Xue has not died, and his father has been found. The reunion of the family is what Yi Feng desires most, and this matter
It's already close at hand.
"Feng'er, I know." Yi Qingquan's eyes were also sparkling, and he patted Yi Feng's shoulder gently, "Come, sit down, and I will tell you my story." Yi Qingquan took Yi Feng and sat down.
On two bluestones by the stream.
Yi Feng looked at his father, with longing and doubt in his eyes, and various expressions revealing his complicated emotions.
Yi Qingquan looked into the void, wondering what he was thinking.
After a full moment, Yi Qingquan finally said, "Feng'er, I am the Demon King of Destruction of the Saint, and I founded the Destroying Saint Sect."
boom!
As soon as these words came out, Yi Feng felt as if his head was exploding. The suspicion he had before was confirmed, but now it was confirmed that it was even more difficult for Yi Feng to accept.
The Saint-Destroying Demon King turned out to be his father.
The first time Yi Feng saw the Saint-Destroying Demon Lord, he almost fell into his hands. Moreover, the Saint-Destroying Demon Lord actually went to the ancient tribe to steal the tree of origin of the ancient tribe, became an enemy of the entire ancient tribe's holy land, and even cultivated a habit of
The bloody Yi Yuntian.
"Father, what is this for?" Yi Feng's face turned red, but he suppressed the emotions in his heart and tried to calm down his tone, but he was still trembling.
"For what? It's for your mother." Yi Qingquan said slowly, his breathing becoming slightly faster.
"Mother!" Yi Feng was stunned. This woman who had never appeared in his memory was actually mentioned by his father at this moment. He really couldn't figure out why it was related to his mother, and what his mother's identity was.
Yi Qingquan reached out and picked up a fist-sized white stone next to him. The stone continued to deform in his hands, and the stone chips fell one after another. The image of a woman gradually formed. Although the image was still extremely blurry, there was an indifferent and dusty feeling.
The breath is already revealed.
"Feng'er, you live in Jiuzhou Continent, do you know the origin of Jiuzhou Continent?" Yi Yuntian suddenly changed the topic and asked Yi Feng.
Although he didn't know what his father meant, Yi Feng still told what he knew.
"It is rumored that the Nine Provinces Continent was a space opened up by a peerless powerful man. The cultivation of this peerless powerful man has surpassed the realm of immortality and reached the realm of eternity. However, this powerful man later shattered the void and disappeared."
Yi Feng said that very few people knew about this matter. Even the average god-level experts did not know the origin of the Jiuzhou Continent. However, after all, Yi Feng had a life. In the previous life, his cultivation reached the peak of the True God.
I traveled all over Kyushu, explored countless ancient sites, and read many ancient books before I learned about this matter.
"Yes, Jiuzhou Continent is indeed a space created by this peerless powerful man. Then do you know the name of this powerful man in the divine realm?" Yi Qingquan asked lightly. The stone in his hand had completely turned into a woman.
, although the woman is carved from stone, she appears to be extremely agile.
Yi Feng shook his head, "This kid doesn't know." Although Yi Feng knew about the existence of the peerless powerful man, his name seemed to be taboo. Yi Feng had done a lot of research and exploration in his previous life, but he still hadn't found out.
.
"This person is known as the Nine Heavens Goddess, and her real name is Su Muxue, which is your mother." Yi Qingquan handed the female stone sculpture in his hand to Yi Feng.