This chapter has been written for 5 hours, and I have been looking for emotions. One of the ways is to listen to music. When I hear "The Journey of Immortals and Falling into the World", the emotions will be in place quickly, so this chapter is suitable for consumption with BGM.

Over the execution ground.

The gray mist surged, the storm gathered, and a huge misty face emerged from it amidst lightning and thunder.

"Come to fight!"

The masked man covered in the armor took the lead at this moment, and the dark green flames surged out along the gaps in the armor, enveloping his whole body.

It pointed towards the sky with one hand, and the flames on its body turned into a vortex and swept towards the sky.

The dark green flames filled the sky, gathered into an ocean, and slammed into the sky with layer upon layer of flame ripples.

The arms gathered by the gray mist also pressed down at this moment.

The gray mist comes into contact with the flame, and the two energies devour and cancel each other out.

Terrible power was brewing in mid-air, setting off a circle of shock waves, and a large number of people standing outside the execution ground were blown away by the shock waves.

The soldiers of the military department took action at this moment.

A black long knife appeared from nowhere, and lay in front of the people, resisting the shock wave for them.

A large number of people wearing the uniforms of the old Japanese city military department began to arrange for the evacuation of the people.

At this time, the energy confrontation in the sky had reached its peak, and a sinister smile appeared on Misty's face.

The gray fog suddenly pressed down, tearing a gap in the dark green sea of ​​flames.

boom!

Like thunder out of thin air, the sky trembled.

The dark green sea of ​​flames was smashed into pieces by the gray fog, and sparks overflowed and splashed.

Huiwu's palm pierced through the obstacles of the sea of ​​flames, and grabbed Fengqi who was covered in scars and bound in front of the guillotine.

At this time, a black knife suddenly blocked the direction of Huiwu's palm.

Black light flowed on the surface of the black knife, and the "momentum" very similar to when Lu Yue drew his sword swept towards Huiwu's palm through the black knife.

The knife intent collided with the gray mist, and a hideous look appeared on the face of the Mist Lord.

The gray mist pressed down suddenly, and the pressure made Heidao tremble.

At this time, a figure appeared behind the black knife. He reached out and held the handle of the knife, and then swung the knife forward suddenly.

This knife seems simple, but the free spiritual energy in the air automatically gathers to form a black knife energy that soars into the sky.

Knowing that the longer this battle is delayed, the more unfavorable it will be, the Mist Lord felt ruthless.

Scarlet blood emerged from the gray mist, turning into a blood-colored long sword that suddenly collided with the black saber energy, easily crushing it.

After defeating the black saber energy, the blood sword dissipated and merged with the sea of ​​gray mist again.

A **** palm suddenly stretched out from the gray mist, and slapped away the military man who stood in front of him, and grabbed Feng Qi again.

But at this time, dozens of military personnel were already standing in front of Feng Qi.

They have all realized that the target of the transcendent creatures in the realm formed by the gray mist in the sky is the prisoner who is about to be executed.

But they obviously underestimated the strength of the Mist Lord.

The terrifying coercion invaded, and the blood in their bodies accelerated uncontrollably.

Their pupils were instantly congested with blood, and dense blood-colored spider webs appeared on their bodies.

Snapped!

A series of explosions sounded, and these army soldiers were killed by the mist lord's blood control ability before launching an attack.

At this time, Lingzun, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the gray mist giant from a distance, with a look of surprise on his face.

The plan was undoubtedly a success, and the forces standing behind Fengqi had appeared.

But he never thought that the force behind it turned out to be the disappeared Mist tribe.

It is no stranger to this racial force.

The Misty Clan in its impression is the most well-deserved strongest force near the ancestral domain of the Psionic Clan. It is said that there was a super strong man who broke free from the shackles of fate in his ancestors.

Before the Psionic Race entered the human world, they were often bullied by the Mist Race.

At that time, it was still young, but it still remembered a saying that frightened children in the family:

"If you are disobedient, be careful that the mist monster will take you away and eat you as blood food!"

Looking at the Mist Lord, Lingzun's expression became serious.

It was like encountering a natural enemy, and the energy in the body was boiling uncontrollably.

It shot at this time.

A huge black arrow suddenly appeared out of thin air, piercing the chest of the Mist Lord in the form of the Mist Giant at an extremely fast speed.

The terrifying psionic energy was activated, and the free aura particles in the air were quickly evacuated and poured into the black arrow.

Caught off guard by the Mist Lord, the black arrow exploded.

The sea of ​​gray mist surged violently, and a large piece was missing from the blast.

The misty face also showed a painful expression at this time.

The terrifying psionic particles quickly corroded the gray mist, and he sensed many figures lurking in the darkness emerging.

Turn to look west.

Under the perception of Qi and blood, he clearly saw several groups of life forms with rich Qi and blood approaching from the west.

Continuing to stay here is undoubtedly dragging oneself into a desperate situation.

At this moment, the Lord of the Mist looked down at Feng Qi on the execution platform, with a sense of determination in his heart.

Some things are cherished only after they are lost.

Feng Qi is his only family member in this world, and he no longer wants to live in the regret and guilt of losing his family member.

During the roar, a large amount of energy and blood gushed out of the gray mist, turning the gray mist into a blood mist.

Countless blood-colored giant hands emerged from the blood-colored mist and slapped towards the execution ground, trying to break through the defensive blockade.

The members of the psionic clan hiding in the dark took action one after another at this time, and various psionic spells rained down on the fog giant's body.

But the Mist Lord never backed down.

Looking at Feng Qi who was restrained in front of the guillotine, endless anger gushed out in his heart.

Memories flooded my mind.

In the dense snowy forest in the winter area, he thought he would die, but he survived.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Qi with a warm smile on his face.

That was the first time they met.

Since then, Feng Qi has become his only family member.

In front of the village outside Lindong City, the scene of Feng Qi giving up his life to defend him from the sword master's attack is still vivid in his mind.

In the field of Heijue Domain, Feng Qi carried him on his back and marched **** under the chase of weak members of the domain. He fought until the blood blurred his vision, and finally fell under the twilight.

Every time Feng Qi sacrificed his life to save him, he would think of the clansmen who died on the road when he opened the road.

He once chose to live under the protection of his relatives.

For this he suffers, feels guilty, regrets.

After more than ten years of companionship, he has long regarded Feng Qi as his only family member.

This time, he didn't want to bear this pain anymore.

It is better to fight to the death than to live.

The qi and blood stored in the body were continuously released, and the gray mist completely turned into blood red.

The high-level soldiers of the military department also rushed to the scene at this time.

Facing the Mist Lord described by the scarlet giant, they launched a siege.

The blood giants continued to collapse and reunite during the battle, and the size of the blood mist began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the Master of Mist who was struggling to fight in the sky and wanted to approach the execution ground, Feng Qi's vision gradually became blurred.

It is impossible to get along with each other for more than ten years without feelings.

It's just that he didn't expect the Lord of the Mist to risk his life to save him at this time.

He knows the Mist Lord very well, and knows that this guy likes to weigh the pros and cons, and he will not easily make a move if he is not sure of victory.

He can already recite the words from his mouth.

"Aqi, you have to understand one thing. Only fools will choose to fight head-on. Only wisdom can create the greatest benefit at the smallest cost."

"Scheme from the bottom to attack the soldiers, and plan to attack the heart from the top. The things recorded in human ancient books are the same as my thoughts. I have to say that human beings are very smart."

"Aqi, you are reckless thinking. Strength is important, but it is only used when you have to. You have to learn to understand other people's emotions and thoughts, so that you can plan strategies and win thousands of miles."

"I can use my brain, but I will never use my hands..."

…

This guy who is all about winning by resourcefulness has chosen to fight in the most contemptuous way he ever did.

Just to save him from the execution ground.

He was not feeling well.

I have been using you all the time, but you treat me as a relative.

How absurd.

More and more enemies came to the execution ground to support, and the Mist Lord gradually became weak.

At this time, he was not the overlord standing 1500 years later, let alone compared with the psionic race that had developed for hundreds of years.

Although he is very talented, he also has strong strength.

But after all, they fell into a disadvantage under the siege.

Just when the psionic clan and army soldiers thought that they would be able to disperse the blood mist soon and capture or kill the Lord of the Mist, the blood mist suddenly spread rapidly and covered the world.

Immediately afterwards, the blood mist sank, covering everyone who came to besiege in the blood mist.

Facing the blood mist envelopment, they struggled to break through, but they were unable to break through the blood mist blockade for a while.

At this time, the figure of the Mist Lord broke through the blood fog and landed on the execution platform.

Blood dripped continuously on the execution platform along the surface of his body. With Feng Qi's familiar smile on his face, he walked up to Feng Qi step by step with blood marks.

"Aqi, I'll take you home."

The metal shackles wrapped around his body were torn off, and the Mist Lord bent down to lift him up with injuries all over his body.

"You shouldn't have come." Feng Qi said, suppressing the emotions in his heart.

"It's already here, so don't mind." The Misty Lord said with a smile on his face, not caring.

"Let's go, let's go back to Star City." Saying that, the Mist Lord floated into the air.

Looking back at the sea of ​​blood still surging in the sky, he flew into the distance without hesitation.

During the flight, the Mist Lord's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The sea of ​​blood is the source of his life, including the blood stones, which are also integrated into the sea of ​​blood.

If he gave up the sea of ​​blood, his life would have no support.

During the flight, he kept coughing up thin blood, and his face was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he didn't stop, relying on the remaining energy and blood in his body to continue flying.

This time I will protect you instead.

Finally, they flew out of Old City.

At this moment, the Misty Lord already had white hair all over his head, and his face was also covered with wrinkles.

He could no longer fly, and fell from the air on a hillside with Fengqi.

It fell heavily on the wild grass on the hillside, and the Master of Mist trembled and struggled to stand up, carrying the powerless Fengqi on his back again.

Step by step with **** footprints, he walked firmly into the distance.

Sunset and dusk seemed to indicate that the life of the Mist Lord would also come to an end.

Lying on the back of the Mist Lord, Feng Qi was full of sadness.

He could feel that the Lord of the Mist was in a state of exhaustion at this time.

The feeling of powerlessness made it hard for him to breathe.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, when night fell, the Mist Lord crashed to the ground.

Under the moonlight, the Misty Lord used the remaining strength in his body to start paddling on the dirt with trembling hands.

"Ah Qi... This is the track of the Flesh and Flesh Cauldron... Carrying my dream... continue to move towards the summit."

"go by yourself!"

"The broken source of life may be reunited...but now I have lost it...it is impossible to live...go down for me...enjoy the view of the summit."

While speaking, blood and tears flowed from the eyes of the Mist Lord.

He who used to be afraid of death, but at this moment there is a little comfort in his heart.

At least this time it didn't back down.

Feeling the rapidly passing vitality in his body, many past events appeared in his mind.

Bearing the future of the Misty Clan, the long road of conquest has finally come to an end.

I failed the expectations of my people, sorry...

Opening his eyes, he looked at Feng Qi, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I heard that the scenery at the top is very beautiful... truly unrestrained... no more troubles and sorrows... Ah Qi...."

Before he finished speaking, the voice stopped abruptly at this moment.

The mysterious power that could once help the Mist Lord to be reborn from a desperate situation did not appear this time, and all hope was left in the sea of ​​blood.

Feng Qi also fell into a coma at this moment.

…

half year later.

Outside the old city, Longlin Slope.

In front of the tombstone, Feng Qi was eating the tribute with a smile on his face.

"You Mist people are really strange. What kind of strange custom is it to eat the tribute of the dead... But last time you ate mine, this time I will eat it back?"

"Are you saying that I am the lone star of the evil spirit, who only kills the people around me? I think you, the Lord of the Mist, are the overlord standing 1500 years later, and this line of sacrifice was actually defeated by me..."

Looking at the tombstone, Feng Qi kept talking.

The past surged in my mind, and the wind and sand dazzled my eyes.

Half a year ago, after the Mist Lord took him out of the Old City, the Scarlet Squad, who had already arrived in the Old City, rushed to support them by relying on their positioning, and finally took him and the Mist Lord away.

After he woke up, the Mist Lord, who had lost his source of life, was dead and his body was cold.

His condition is also very bad.

The Psionics had altered his body and had no intention of letting him live.

His connection with the devil dragon rune spar has been cut off, which is equivalent to cutting off his vitality.

The Scarlet Research Institute has thought of countless ways to prolong his life.

For example, install a new rune spar to extend his life, but this method is too risky.

His body has been completely fused with the devil dragon rune spar. If the rune spar is replaced with the two energy conflicts, the probability of him surviving is less than 1%.

As for other methods, they also failed.

He now needs to use the gene needle of the scarlet research institute to continue his life every day.

Today, his body has become immune to the gene needle, and his life will come to an end.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Feng Qi stood up at this moment.

Before leaving ~lightnovelpub.net~ he has one more thing to complete.

Over the years, with the help of Scarlet Research Institute, he has absorbed a lot of mottled spiritual power.

All for today.

It's true that he was impulsive in doing so, but he didn't think he was wrong.

The world said that the creatures in the domain were cruel, but he saw many excellent qualities in the Mist Lord.

Even if everyone says it's bad, he's good to himself.

He has to admit this feeling.

This time, he wanted to put an end to this relationship.

Morning mist enveloped the hillside at this time.

Looking at the gray morning mist, he couldn't tell whether it was salvation or the abyss.

The figure walked by, and a gleam of crystal light fell in the fog.

…

Outside the old city.

Feng Qi stood at the gate of the city, looking at the towering walls of the old city.

"Wait for my mind to wander, and take my head away."

The captain of the scarlet team standing behind him heard this and nodded solemnly:

"We're ready."

At this moment, Feng Qi relaxed his suppression of mental power.

In an instant, a crack appeared on his body surface, and his spiritual body bloomed brilliantly through the crack in his body.

The physical body only lasted for a moment before being completely broken by the spiritual body.

The flesh and blood fell apart, and a spiritual body filled with seven-color mottled energy emerged from it.

At this moment, he reached out and grabbed the head that fell from the air, and then threw it at the members of the Scarlet Squad standing behind him.

Turning around and looking at the old city again, his body suddenly flew into the air.

He is now going to get the Miracle Bracelet back.

This is the only gift from the Mist Lord to him, and it is also his last farewell to the Mist Lord.

When Feng Qi's spiritual body appeared over the old city.

The terrifying mental power fluctuations alarmed the forces in the old city.

They looked up at the sky and saw colorful lights as dazzling as the sun.