Although everything that Cao Xian saw, although he talked a lot with Fengyi and others, he did not say it completely, as for why, Cao Xian did not tell everyone, and Feng Yi returned to the cave house again after knowing that Cao Xian had no serious problems.

Seeing this cave house without anything, Feng Yi left the cave, but just appeared, he saw that the Qing Emperor was actually waiting for himself.

“Son, when you are born again, don’t offend anyone who can’t afford it.”

The voice of the Qing emperor landed, a slap to the wind, the wind was shocked, want to hide, has been too late, only to see the wind outbreak all the cultivation, height instantly exceeded hundreds of millions, at the same time in front of it, there is a huge drum.

Blow up!

The speed of the wind was very fast, a fist was bombarded on top of the drum, and the drum made a loud sound, even in the void, there was a trembling, and the drum was also a twilight.

However, the gap between the cultivation of the wind and the Qing emperor is too big, and the big so that the wind can not compete at all, not only that, even if the wind exerts the drum, it is not the opponent of the Qing Emperor.

This hand shot by the Qing Emperor fell directly on the drum, and under the force of the reaction, the body collapsed for more than half, and the mouth was constantly spouting a mouth of red blood.

“Boy, you are not dead!”

Although the emperor's heart was surprised that the wind did not die under his own hand, the current situation was very favorable for the Qing emperor.

After receiving the hand of the Qing Emperor, a sense of crisis arose in his heart, because Feng Yi knew that today I was afraid that I could not end well, it was definitely a nine-year-old life situation, no, it should be ten deaths without life.

The Qing emperor has been killed, the windy body is more than half of the collapse, want to resist, it is impossible, even if the sacrifice through the wall to escape, it is simply too late.

Seeing this hand of the Qing Emperor was about to fall on the top of the wind, and the wind could only close its eyes and wait for the moment of death, and suddenly there was a sudden explosion in the sky.

Goo!

Under this explosion, the half of the wind's body shook violently, and a strong force actually rose in the body, which seemed to be born from the bone marrow, so that the windy body was full of strength.

However, the Qing Emperor was very different, although the same body as the wind was brunt, but the Qing Emperor was under this shock of the body, the palm of the wind, actually stopped in the middle of the air, and the face also showed a look of horror.

Goo!

Hmm!

Another shocking explosion came, the blue emperor's blood churned, and finally couldn't help but spewing a blue liquid in his mouth, which made the opposite wind eidize, and there was a look of surprise on his face, but there was a surprise in his eyes.

Because this time, the wind finally found that the clatter, it is the top of the drum came out, the wind immediately thought of everything he had seen before, the drum is the heart of Pangu II made.

At this moment, the Qing emperor's face finally couldn't help but look up at the drum, and the time, the Qing Emperor froze, because on top of the drum, there was actually a huge body, although this body is illusory, but the Qing emperor still remembers.

“You, you, you are the second man!”

The Tibetan sky, is the name of Pangu II, is the surname of the Pangu family, everyone knows Pangu Kaitan, but never know the surname of Pangu, and this Tibetan, is the surname of Pangu, which is Pangu's surname, which is the name of Pangu to his own children, because Pangu wants to hide the sky!

“Hidden heaven!”

Hearing the words of the Qing Emperor, there was a murmur in the mouth of the wind, because the name of the Tibetan sky made the wind feel very familiar, because the wind thought of the prince of the chaotic family, and it seemed that the Chaos family was the blood of the Pangu family, but I did not know how many lives had been passed down.

"Qingdi, I didn't think you still know it, how many years have not seen it, really did not think, at the last moment, you can still see you."

The sound of the Tibetan sky passed into the ears of the Qing Emperor and the wind, and the two people were at the same time with a huge earthquake, especially the wind, you know, Feng Yi already knew that he was the son of the Tibetan sky, and his own son, and now seeing his father, how can the wind not feel shocked.

And the shock of the Qing emperor is not small, the Tibetan sky, is the Qing emperor, the golden emperor, the Yan emperor, and the three masters jointly killed the Pangu family of power, that year, the whole fairy world almost collapsed, if not their skill, I am afraid really won the name of the Tibetan sky, buried the sky.

"Hang on, you shouldn't show up, you should be dead, why are you still alive?"

Qing emperor did not believe everything he saw, after all, the Tibetan sky was killed by their own hands, but also their own seal, and now the Qing emperor finally remembered, this side of the drum, it is the master personally refined.

The reason why this face of the drum is to seal the heart of the sky, because the body of the Tibetan sky can not be destroyed, can only use time to slowly let it decay.

However, Qing Di never thought that the nine continents that sealed the Tibetan sky had collapsed eight, and the only continent left behind was not collapsed, but it was only obtained by the wind and brought here.

"Yes, it is dead below, but there is a last wish, that is, to look at your son."

The voice of the Tibetan sky fell, and both eyes looked at the wind that had collapsed in the half, and in the eyes, it was even more with a strong love.

“You—really—my—father?”

The wind was excited, the whole body trembled, the tone was not up to the stream, how many years, the wind has never seen their parents, but today their father stood in front of themselves, let the wind really sad and happy.

Sadly, his father has died, happy that in his lifetime, he can see his father, although his father has died, but can see, that is the greatest encouragement for the wind.

“Yes, I am your father, your own father, and your mother.”

The words of the Tibetan sky did not end, just a wave of hands, a starlight fell into the windy body, under this starlight, the windy body not only recovered, but also some things in the head, but also under this starlight, the wind felt that its chaotic immortal body has fully grown.

And those things that are more in the windy mind are the things about the mother of the wind, and when I see all this, two lines of tears flowed in the eyes of the wind.

“My mother died for me!”

The wind murmured in the mouth, thinking of that huge body, in order to send himself away from this world, so as to exhaust the strength of the body, and finally died, the wind's heart is incomparably painful.

"Don't say that, it's what you should do as a parent."

The sound of the Tibetan sky passed into the windy ears, and the wind looked at the hidden sky, directly rushed up, want to embrace the Tibetan sky, but unfortunately, the Tibetan sky is just a shadow, the wind can embrace, just that makes it sad thoughts.

Folded, the wind knows that it is impossible to embrace the hidden sky, but it is impossible, this life, perhaps only see the appearance of the Tibetan sky, but can not feel the real existence.

“Father!”

The wind shouted, but at this moment, a cynicism passed into the wind's ears.

“Is this the father meeting?”

The voice fell, two figures appeared, the windy eyebrows frowned, because these two people, it is the Jin Emperor and the Yan Emperor, and the Jin Emperor and the Yan Emperor, are the Qing emperor shouted.

"Tibetan heaven, I did not think that after so long, but also to see the mind, really surprised the Buddha, but you are already dead, why you still have to live, and also, recognize your son, is not personally sent to us."

Yan Emperor's face showed a mocking look, for so many years, the three immortal emperors have never given up looking for Tibetan children, but there is no news.

However, what surprised them was that today Tibetan day actually sent their son to the door, so the two received the news of the Qing Emperor and immediately rushed over, just to see this scene of father and son recognition.

"Tibetan heaven, now you recognize your son, do you want to see with your own eyes that we will be beheading your son!" 」

Jin Di's face showed a smile, and at the same time, the bodies of the three people had become encircled, and the wind was surrounded in the middle.

"Hahaha, if you want to kill Lao Tzu, you are not qualified enough, Jin Emperor, have you forgotten that even Lao Tzu's ass did not see things?"

The wind heard the words of the king, but shouted with a loud voice.

"Well, as an aspiring child, as the children of my Pangu family, we must have such a gas festival, the head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and the gas can't be lost."

Hidden sky shouted, stretched out the illusory hand, touched the head of the wind, this moment, the wind seems to feel the Tibetan hand, is so real, this silk warmth, will always stay in the heart of the wind.

"Well, since you want to kill my children, I will also give you a chance to make a fair battle, but I will see if my children will be as perfect as you used to, and if they do, they will be killed by you now."

The voice of Tibet fell to the ground, and looked at the wind beside him: "Son, do you have the courage to fight with the three immortals?"

"Why don't I dare, I've never been afraid of anyone in my life."

“All right!”

The voice of the Tibetan sky landed, the hands constantly played a trick, followed by a finger toward the windy head, followed by the wind said: "Let you have the power of the fairy emperor to fight with them, do not let me down, do not let the children of the entire Pangu family disappointed."

Wind felt the strength in the body, saw the shadow of the slowly disappearing from the Tibetan sky, and exclaimed: "Father!"