Hearing Feng Yun's words, everyone present didn't know how to react for a while, but Nangong Wenlin took the lead in asking: "Since this is the case, let's prepare early, what is needed, I will order someone to prepare quickly." ”

"Nope." Feng Yun shook his head again, "I have already prepared everything I need, just take me to see Jiao'er now." ”

With Feng Yun's words, everyone in the Nangong family had no objection, and soon took him to another quiet room in the Tablet Mountain. This place is even deeper than the place where Feng Yun retreated, and there are all kinds of magic circles and mechanisms, even if it is a major repair of the Creation Realm, it is not easy to break into here.

The stone door opened, Feng Yun finally saw his beloved again, and when he saw the pretty face in the ice coffin, the smile on his face couldn't help but be even bigger.

"We're finally seeing each other again."

Nangong Shankong came to the quiet room, controlled the indoor formation and made some changes before turning his head to look at Feng Yun and asking, "It's okay for me to stay and watch, right?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Feng Yun did not refuse, no matter whether what the chess elder said was true or not, it was the best choice to have Nangong Shankong and others by his side just in case.

So Nangong Shankong took Nangong Wenlin and his wife to the side of the quiet room, and Nangong Wenhong accompanied Nangong Jiguang, who was left outside the quiet room because the realm was too low. Nangong Shankong gave Nangong Hongxin a look, signaling the latter that Nangong Wenlin and the two would be protected by him, and Nangong Hongxin nodded knowingly.

"If something happens, I'll protect Jiao'er, and Feng Yun will hand it over to you."

"Okay." Nangong Hongfei nodded.

After explaining everything, Nangong Shankong said to Feng Yun: "It's okay, you start." ”

Hearing the sound, Feng Yun, who was sitting in front of the ice coffin, slowly took a deep breath, and then took out a jade box from the treasure bag.

As the jade box was opened, a terrifying aura quietly permeated out, Nangong Wenlin and Lin Anxin didn't feel much, but Nangong Shankong and Nangong Hongfei suddenly changed color! Nangong Hongfei had seen Sha Ye's terrifying and ferocious power, but the moment he sensed this aura, he could immediately assert that Sha Ye was far from it!

And as Feng Yun took out the things in the jade box, everyone in the room couldn't help but gasp at the same time. Just looking at the appearance, it was just an ordinary golden dagger, but what was really surprising was the short dagger itself, the only thing they could see was that this short dagger was condensed with the power of the divine soul, but in addition, there was obviously a more mysterious existence in this short dagger!

Turning the power of the divine soul into a sword, the Yuanying monk also has this ability, but the sword that can condense the power of the divine soul is given to others like a real sword, and let others carry it on their bodies for so many years, even the peak monk can't do it! I'm afraid even Feng Yun's Ghost Immortal Master can't do it!

And in the highest realm of Nangong Shankong, he even vaguely felt extremely mysterious things from it, not so much the Fa, but the Tao! In other words, the dagger that shocked them was actually just a load of the Dao!

Nangong Shankong has not been so shaken for many years, even when Nangong Jiao'er was born, he didn't bring him such a throbbing. He looked at Feng Yun's silhouette and took a deep breath, and couldn't help but think in his heart that the mystery behind this son might be more complicated than he imagined.

Feng Yun didn't know the shock of everyone on the side, there were only two people in his eyes at this moment, one was himself, and the other was Nangong Jiao'er.

He held the golden dagger upside down, and looked deeply at Nangong Jiao'er in the ice coffin, he couldn't predict what would happen after the short dagger was stabbed, so he could only take this opportunity to take a closer look at her.

After a few breaths, he withdrew his gaze, looked down at the dagger in his hand, and then said to himself, "Come on." ”

Seeing Feng Yun's posture of holding the knife before, Nangong Wenlin and the others had a premonition, but at this moment, they couldn't help but shake their hearts when they saw Feng Yun raising the knife and stabbing at him.

As the tip of the short dagger sank into Feng Yun's abdomen, a burst of dazzling light suddenly burst out in the quiet room, and the light not only burst out from the short dagger's body, but also shot out thousands of brilliance from the "wound" that was broken in Feng Yun's abdomen! For a moment, the golden light on the short dagger was intertwined with the black and white light in Feng Yun's abdomen, almost illuminating the entire quiet room!

Just by stabbing in, Feng Yun almost fainted in pain, but that pain went straight into his soul and spread from his soul to every corner of his body, not to mention such a "happy" thing as fainting, it was impossible for him to become numb!

"Whew! Call! ”

Cold sweat soaked his whole body, Feng Yun gasped and concentrated his mind, "Can't stop!" For the sake of the best! You're still waiting for me! ”

He gritted his teeth and moved his arm again, so the gap in his abdomen became bigger and bigger, and the black and white light gradually overpowered the golden light, and the thick Liangyi aura spread out in response, which was Feng Yun's years of practice and Feng Yun's accumulation all along.

"What is he doing?" Nangong Hongfei couldn't help but ask with wide eyes.

"That's where the dantian is, does he want to take out his cultivation as a foundation?" Nangong Shankong's eyes were also full of disbelief, and he guessed as he felt the indoor atmosphere.

"Use your own Dao Ji to make up for your life? This kind of thing ......" Nangong Hongxin frowned, he couldn't believe it, but the facts that happened in front of him were obviously not fake.

At this moment, even Lin Anxin, who had a prejudice against Feng Yun, couldn't help but be moved, although everything was still just the speculation of the ancestors, but the picture in front of her could already prove a lot, and she couldn't help but shake her husband's hand. Nangong Wenlin turned his head to look at his wife, the two looked at each other for a moment, they have been married for many years, and there are some words that he can feel without Lin Anxin saying them.

No matter what the result is, Lin Anxin will not have any hatred for Feng Yun.

However, for Feng Yun himself, there is only one result he can accept, and that is success! He can't be defeated, let alone defeated!

As the golden blade slowly sliced through the dantian, Feng Yun could clearly feel that something in his body was slowly collapsing, it was his Dao Ji! Daoji not only represents cultivation, but also represents Feng Yun's perception of the Great Dao! After cutting off the Daoji, all his previous perceptions of the Dao will disappear, just like a mountain guest in a blizzard, who will not know where he came from or where he will go after his footprints are erased.

In Feng Yun's muffled snort, his realm had already fallen out of his body, and his originally crystal skin began to gradually turn gray. Until this moment, Nangong Shankong and the others no longer doubted it, the realm had fallen, what else could they have besides self-destruction Daoji?

Several of them stopped talking, just staring closely at the lonely figure in the center of the meditation room, and they had only seen the consequences of self-destruction in the classics, because no one would think of destroying their own body. Cultivation is not easy, unless there is a great opportunity, even the Jindan Realm cultivators will not consider re-cultivating the scattered gong, let alone destroying the Dao foundation more thoroughly than the scattered gong.

Moreover, Feng Yun is not comparable to a low-level monk, now he is one of the few Creation Realm monks in Jiuzhou, no matter where he goes, he is definitely an admirable existence, and considering that he is less than half a hundred years old, he can leave a legend in Jiuzhou that is difficult to surpass. But at this moment, he did not hesitate to choose to destroy himself.

As the golden dagger swept by inch by inch, everyone in the room had lost their grasp of time, Feng Yun felt that the years had passed, his face was pale, and the white hair wet with sweat on his forehead made him uncomfortable, and even his vision became blurred.

“…… It's not over yet, it's almost there. ”

Feng Yun said to himself with a strong spirit, at this moment, he only has the Jindan Realm, the power in his body that can move mountains and reclaim the sea has disappeared without a trace, and there are many important memories or feelings with it, heaven and earth are no longer friendly to him, the world has become extremely strange, and he seems to have returned to the baby lost in Feng Cheng back then, weak and powerless, but he has to face the cold world alone.

But unlike then, he is no longer alone, and he has the opportunity to save his loved ones!

"Ahhhhh

The shouts turned from low to high, Feng Yun's arms trembled, but his hands tightly grasped the handle of the dagger, and then he used all his strength to swing the knife fiercely!

The silent shattering sounded in Feng Yun's body, and the golden dagger instantly disintegrated into bits of golden light, and finally dissipated in mid-air, and instead, a black and white intertwined air mass fell into Feng Yun's hands.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The breach in his abdomen disappeared, but Feng Yun's body was left with a messy "scar". He held the air mass and tried to stand up, but found that his legs had no strength at all, and at this moment, two pairs of big hands supported him.

Turning his head, he saw that it was Nangong Wenlin and Lin Anxin who appeared in the blurred vision.

“…… Thanks a lot. Nangong Wenlin whispered in Feng Yun's ear, no matter what the relationship between Feng Yun and her daughter was, he, as Nangong Jiao'er's father, had to say this to Feng Yun.

Feng Yun was weak and speechless, so he could only raise the corners of his mouth and smile. With the help of Nangong Wenlin and his wife, he slowly came to the ice coffin, and then reached out and placed the air mass on top of the ice coffin.

As Feng Yun let go of his hands, the air mass suddenly fell on the ice coffin, the Xuanyin True Ice was originally made of the Xuanyin True Yuan, how could the Dao Ji who met Feng Yun be hindered at this moment, and saw that the air mass directly submerged into the solid ice and fell towards Nangong Jiao'er's dantian.

One moment, two moments...... As time passed bit by bit, the nervousness of everyone present had reached the extreme.

Suddenly, I saw that Nangong Jiao'er's dantian suddenly erupted with majestic black gas, which was dead air! Nangong Shankong immediately took action to cover Nangong Jiao'er completely, isolating the dead air inside.

Seeing that the death qi emanated from Nangong Jiao'er, everyone was not surprised and rejoiced, just react! The most feared thing is that there is no response!

After a while, there was a wisp of pure white breath mixed with the tumbling dead air, coming! Dead!