Chapter 792: Heavenly Festival

"Well, I have forgotten what I said. Just take one of the three heavenly treasures, which will lead to the collapse of the heavens." Murong Jing panicked and hurried.
Ling Feng’s face passed a trace of twilight:
Don’t care so much, leave here and say.

The two quickly fled the tower of the demon, and then the people of the Dragon family and the Huo family also rushed to the altar and saw that the demon token had disappeared. The two people immediately understood what had happened and immediately took them. The reincarnation mirror of the family custody and Tian Yanyu took it from there.
If they do not take these two things away, the imbalance of the power of heaven will lead to even greater disaster.
Long Yu’s father, Long Jiu Tian, ​​and Huo Yifei, the owner of the Huo family, discussed each other and finally decided to flee the tower of the gods.
They know that Murong Huatian is arrogant and arrogant. If they don't leave, Murong Huatian will blame them for stealing the gods and tokens. Even if they are the same, they will kill them.
Therefore, Huo Jia and Long Jia also fled the tower of the demon.
After getting the magic token, Ling Feng and Murong Jing returned to the place where they placed their son Ling Xiao, thinking about how to use the magic token to resurrect Ling Xiao.
At this time, Murong Huatian was busy dealing with the catastrophe caused by the imbalance of the heavens, and he did not bother to find the trouble of the couple.
The Lingfeng couple repeatedly explored the magic tokens with their mental power until one day, the souls of the two were combined into one in the magic token, and became a controllable token. Chaos soul.
"I can finally control the demon token." The husband and wife were overjoyed, and immediately manipulated the magic token, and wanted to make the broken soul of the magic token to be repaired.
However, no matter how hard the two people worked hard, Ling Xiao’s soul could not be repaired, and because of the improper operation of the two people, the soul collapsed.
"Hey." The couple screamed at the same time, watching their son die completely, his heart was gray.
Ling Feng’s crazy madness:
I’m not willing, Murong thief, my son’s life.

"Are you looking for me?" An old man with an angry face suddenly appeared in front of the couple, and the enemy met with a strange eye. Ling Feng, regardless of the three seven twenty-one, slashed toward the old man Murong Huatian. .
"Oh." Murong Huatian snorted and waved, and the sword of prayer slammed out and slammed into the knife of the god.
Bang.
Not to mention the cave, even if the whole mountain could not withstand the hard touch of these two people, a whole mountain sounded into pieces.
"Maple, flee." Murong Jing knew that her husband was not his father's opponent, and quickly handed over the son of Ling Xiao's body and the demon token to his husband: "Try to save our son."
After all, Murong Jing turned and killed Murong Huatian, fighting for his husband's time to escape.
Ling Feng did not look at Murong Jing and turned and left, because he knew that as long as a little later may lead to even unable to escape, then it was really over.
Murong Huatian looked at Ling Feng and fled, but did not stop, but looked at his daughter Murong Jing coldly: "Jinger, you can look at it now, because of you, what the Three Realms have become."
Murong Huatian took out a crystal ball and used his sleeves on the crystal ball. In an instant, the whole sky turned into a huge screen, presenting the situation of heaven and earth in front of Murong Jing.
At this time, the Three Realms are a messy three circles. All the dead souls have nowhere to reincarnate, wandering around, becoming ghosts and ghosts, and ruining those who are alive.
Because of the collapse of the heavens, the climate of the Three Realms has become extremely abnormal. In some places, the four seasons are winter, ice and snow are mixed; in some places, volcanic eruptions frequently occur, and the people are free to lose; some places have no nights, bright as white; some places Extreme night, dark days...
"All this is for you to pay tribute to your husband and wife." Murong Huatian's voice is cold, his eyes are extremely cold.
Murong Jing did not expect that she had left such a big disaster. She looked at these innocent people because she was stunned and suffered. She blamed herself.
Coupled with the failure of his son to resurrect his son, Murong Jing, who was disheartened, made a crazy decision: "Oh, this disaster is my squatting, naturally I will bear it. I know, you can cast a large sacrifice. Law, it is up to the daughter to restore this collapsed order as usual."
Murong Huatian flashed a glimmer of light: "Jinger, you really want to."
The so-called "big festival" is to replace the three heavenly treasures with one person who voluntarily inherits the physical eternal life and turns into a stone statue, and the soul can never escape.
Of course, it is not just what you are willing to do. The first condition is that those who voluntarily serve as sacrifices must have the power of heaven.
Murong Jing has already had the power of the gods and tokens because he has pondered the magic token. As for the remaining reincarnation mirror and the function of Tian Yanyu, Murong Jing believes that he must have a way to make himself At the same time, they have these two heavenly forces.
Sure enough, Murong Huatian has plundered enough of the reincarnation mirror and the power of heaven and earth through the massacre of the Huojia and Longjia, and imported them into Murong Jing.
In this way, with the power of the tower of the gods and devils, Murong Huatian turned Murong Jing into a stone statue with the method of heavenly sacrifice, and restored the heavenly order of the Three Realms to normal.
"It turned out to be like this..." Ling shuddered, tears couldn't help but roll down again: "But, this is what Guan Niang kisses, what is wrong is the old undead Murong Huatian, why should it be undertaken by the mother? ""
If it is not the wolf ambition of Murong Huatian, who wants to sweep the demon soul division, and unify the soul world, Lingjia and Murong will not fight endlessly.
If Murong Huatian wants to kill him, he will not die, and his parents will not succumb to the disaster because of him.
All the truth is to be counted, and the initiator is the abominable Murong Huatian.
"Children, it's really a disaster for us, it should be our responsibility. As for the grudges between you and your grandfather, that is another matter, don't confuse."
Murong calmly and persuaded: "I know, you have paid a lot for resurrection, and promised that if you have anything to do in the future, you must live well, for yourself, and for those who love you, don't Sacrifice yourself to save those who you think should be saved, know that if you die, all those who love you will be sad, remember the words of the mother."
Ling Xiao suddenly remembered that Xiao Beiyi had said something similar to himself, what the is going on.
Do they still know what they are, but they are all glaring at themselves.
Ling Xiao knows that since they are not willing to say, they will definitely not tell themselves, and they will not continue to ask questions: "Mother, tell me, there are ways to restore you to the original look."
Murong Jing replied calmly: "Don't waste time, if you really want to give an answer, the answer is: ‘no’.

Ling Hao still wants to say something, but Murong still lives with him: "Come on, your grandfather has already discovered, and then don't leave, I am afraid that even your friends can't go."
"Mu Ronghuatian is back, how come so fast, is Grandpa they lost." Ling Xiaoxin's heart, he knows that he is not the opponent of Murong Huatian, and then he will not go, it will not go.
Immediately, Ling Xiao did not drag the water in the slightest, turned and walked away: "Mother, no matter how difficult, I will want to save your way, waiting for the baby."
Seeing Ling Xiao disappeared, and Murong Jing’s stone statue sighed with a low sigh: "This father and son are really like each other. They are so similar before they go."
Just as everyone was waiting for anxiousness, Ling Xiao came out.
"Come on, Murong Huatian is back." When the people had not had time to ask Ling Xiao how, he had already rushed to greet everyone.
As soon as I heard that Murong Huatian was back, everyone did not bother to ask for anything else, and immediately followed Ling Xiao, using the teleports to continually rush.
Ling Xiao had just left less than five minutes, and Murong Huatian, dressed in a white robes, appeared in the sky above the tower of the gods.
Looking at the black and white clouds around the tower of the demon, the Murong Huatian was not angry, and went directly to the stone statue of Murong Jing under the ground.
"Jinger, I have seen your son." Murong Huatian’s calm tone is so ridiculous: "Do you think he will be our opponent?"
"You." Murong Jing’s voice could not hide the excitement of her mood: "Who are you?"
"Since you have seen him like this now, you should want to know, who the old man said." Murong Huatian’s face has a well-thought-out smile: "Jinger, no matter who wins between us, You will regain your freedom, and you will promise you. If you win, you will let Ling Feng live with you to make up for the pain you have suffered in these years."
Murong Jing’s voice became extremely bitter:
Hey, you don’t have to put this hypocritical set in front of your daughter. If there is such a day, do you think that Feng will be willing to live, you and me? Clearly, he is a proud person, preferring to die and not to live."
"Your son is also." Murong Huatian did not hear Murong Jing's ridicule, and continued: "And, he combined the advantages of your father-in-law and your husband, and you are proud of being slippery. The most difficult one among the three."
"Unfortunately, he is also the weakest one so far." Murong Huatian showed a pity, as if he was really pitiful: "Unfortunately, his artificial man is destined to be a tragedy."
Murong Jing’s voice is cold:
Murong Huatian, you are not allowed to say my son, even if the child becomes what he looks like, he will always be the son of me and Feng, he is my flesh and blood, he is flowing with Feng Ge The blood, how can this change?"