"Ling Tian, promise me to take good care of our son, this is my only wish." He Yanran's gentle eyes, full of love, fell on the body of Chu Chen, to keep his facial features firmly in mind.

"I will take good care of chen'er and the people of the five temples. I will kill chen'er and clear a bright road for chen'er." Chu Lingtian extremely firm said, clench fist, withered old body, as if for a moment, like the sun flame, towering mountains.

"Chu Lingtian, are you still not coming out? Shrinking head tortoise, you can walk around the world at that time, but now it's just like this. It's really sad, but it's sad

Hunwu's jeering voice came from outside the abyss of death, mixed with a roar of laughter. The voice dropped and the big hand grabbed. He was also a member of the Chu family. His body was pinched by five fingers, and his internal organs burst out. It was extremely bloody.

"Ling Tian, don't worry about me. Take chen'er away..." He Yanran, with a sad look on her face, cried out that she didn't want chu Lingtian for her. She was insulted by others because of her endless cultivation. In those years, if it had not been for that person, what would have been the five great temples.

"Chen'er, you should practice hard. The vast world is endless. One day, go to the Chu family and let the group see. The son of Chu Lingtian, my son, is no worse than anyone else. They will certainly regret their choice."

He Yanran turned his head, and said to Chu Chen, speaking of 'they' in his mouth, with a trace of resentment.

"It won't be too long. I'll take chen'er in person and let them have a look." Chu Lingtian bent his body, messy white hair, a pair of cold eyes, cold.

A trip to Chu's? They? The choice of the year? Chu Chen eyes a congealing, all this, how to return a responsibility? Isn't he a descendant of the Chu family? Is there another Chu family?

"Your father will tell you in the future, live well, and I'm gone..."

He Yanran's heart of death was based on a wisp of life imprint, and the fuzzy body condensed by two boundary trees. At this time, he Yanran burst into pieces, like countless stars blooming with dim light spots, slowly disappearing between the heaven and the earth.

The eleventh resurrection failed. He Yanran left completely.

Chu Lingtian was extremely sad. He looked up to the sky and roared, shaking the abyss of death. On that nine days, rain fell in succession. It was like heaven and earth with sorrow. He was hurt by Chu Ling's heart and shed tears.

"Mother..." Chu Chen murmured, as if there was a stone in his heart, but he couldn't breathe. His nose suddenly became sour and his eyes were moist. In 112 years, when we met again, it turned out to be such an end. We didn't even have a hug.

"Yan Ran, I promise you, protect chen'er, no one can hurt him, I also promise you, one day, will take chen'er, go to that disappointed family, let the group of old people see, my chen'er, no weaker than who, this world, will tremble for him at last!"

Chu Lingtian took the oath, and immediately a strong vitality gathered from all directions. The terrible momentum burst out of Chu Lingtian, making the abyss of death tremble.

"Father Chu Chen was shocked. After all, Wu Dao's heart was strong. He pressed down his sadness for a while and quickly recovered his calm. Could he feel that his father's momentum was becoming stronger and brighter?

"The beauty is gone, the dead in my heart, my steps have never stopped!"

Chu Lingtian roared, powerful to the extreme, Hun are in the light, suppress the sky.

What shocked Chu Chen's expression was that his father was returning to youth a little bit, with endless vitality gathering. The array under his feet was full of runes, which seemed to be the most reasonable of heaven and earth. It locked up the void around the sky, creating a unique space for Chu Lingtian and conveying the vitality.

On the two boundary trees, life and death are surging, sprinkling a large amount of glory, so that Chu Lingtian is bathed in a divine light, which is incomparably sacred.

Strands of black hair emerge from the messy white hair at a speed visible to the naked eye, and strong skin straightens the withered old body.

However, in the blink of an eye, Chu Lingtian is already in his prime of life. He is vigorous and powerful, and makes the air flow in the void stagnate under his deterrence.

At this time, the two world trees are withered, the leaves are colorful, the gas of life are all swept away by Chu Lingtian.

Slightly raised his head, two divine awns, direct to the outside world, a look at the soul of Wu and others, a ray of terrible murder, in Chu Lingtian body appeared.

"Go, I'll take you to revenge!"

Chu Lingtian drinks and rises directly. A ray of light sets off Chu Chen. He is not affected by the spirit of death.

At this time, Chu Chen, in addition to shock or shock, his father did not know how to use, black hair, face radiant, even fear of death, is it, father has stepped into the realm of saints?

When he thought of this conclusion, Chu Chen suddenly took a cold breath. His father was called Ling Tian Ti Sheng in those days. The reason why he had this nickname was that he could achieve nine levels of cultivation in the tianwu realm and fight against the saints, which showed his strong cultivation. Now, it is inevitable that his father would make further progress and break through the realm of saints in a hundred years.

At this time, hunwu was about to kill the next Chu family member. However, in the abyss of death, a palpitating breath came out. Immediately, the breath of boundless death rolled violently, like boiling water, rushing wildly toward the outside, as if there were some monsters to extricate themselves from.Soul Wu stopped the action in the hand, the first second is also very arrogant, at this time suddenly strange quiet down.

Master of fire evil temple, Teng Yan. Head of jiuxiao temple, north cold. And all the elders looked dignified at this time.

Chu Lingtian came out. Judging from this breath, his cultivation is very high.

The message conveyed by hunwu can't be wrong He said that Chu Lingtian was found in the abyss of death, but he was not dead, but his body was incomplete and his body was old. But now, looking at the breath, it was not the same as what he said.

"I was going to come to my door in a few days, and step down one by one. Now you are willing to deliver the door, so please stay."

In the abyss of death, a great figure rises slowly. In the rolling atmosphere of death, he stands calmly with a plain face.

"Chu Lingtian!"

Hun Wu, Teng Yan, and Bei Han drink at the same time, staring at him in disbelief.

After 112 years, Chu Lingtian not only did not die, but also recovered his cultivation. He stood at the center of the abyss of death without any influence. This is totally beyond the ordinary people's cognition.

"Soul force?" Teng Yan, north cold at the same time called a, glance at the past, this is what he said, the body is not complete Chu Lingtian? The breath is stronger than any of them.

"I will not deceive you, or I will also die. As he looks like this, he must have used some forbidden method. Everything is superficial and will not last for long. We will join hands to kill him, then cut off the boy of Chu Chen, and take away the dragon bone secret text hidden in his body."

Soul Wu Yin deep voice, to explain to the two people, and proposed to move together, today Chu Lingtian, is not him at that time.