The Almighty Princess is Going To Climb the Wall

So the reason why she suffered all of this today is because her father is not enough to enter the core area in the mind of the Heavenly Emperor, even though he is the Generalissimo.

What is the eldest lady of the Marshal's Mansion?

She knew that her status was not honorable enough.

So if she wants to live, to live well, to live without being restricted by the rules of heaven, and to live with pride in front of anyone in the heaven, there is only one way for her now.

Feng Ling didn't say a single word to Feng Zhenwei who wanted to say goodbye to her, and she didn't even look at Feng Zhenwei, and she didn't have any reluctance. With a haughty face, she rushed directly to Lei Jietai .

"Ling'er—"

Feng Zhenwei let out a mournful cry that pierced the sky.

His only daughter! Why did she resolutely jump off the Thunder Tribulation Stage without even giving him the time to say goodbye?

The thunder and lightning faintly filling the Thunder Tribulation Platform began to fall crazily the moment Feng Ling rushed in. The situation in the Thunder Tribulation Terrace changed in an instant, and the violent wind and yellow sand were filled with countless terrifying Thunder Tribulations that could destroy the souls of the gods one by one without leaving any residue.

Feng Ling almost made no sound after entering the Thunder Tribulation Terrace.

At this moment, all Feng Zhenwei could hear were the deafening thunder and the piercing friction of lightning colliding with each other.

"It's dad who's sorry for you! It's dad who's sorry for you! Ling'er, dad is here to accompany you! Our family is reunited!"

Feng Zhenwei cried and yelled, and also rushed into the Lei Jietai.

Nangong Jin, Lu Xiaoxiao, Chi Yan, Yun Yue, and Chi Yang, who were in charge of the prison sentence, looked at this speechless pair of superb father and daughter. Their final outcome was doomed. No one would feel sorry for them, and no one would feel sorry for them. Memorialize or commemorate their death.

A dignified marshal who has made countless contributions to the heaven, because of lax teaching of daughters, he is not guaranteed at the end of the festival.

With his and Feng Ling's deaths, no one would say that they were pitiful, and no one would argue for them.

The Thunder Tribulation of this Thunder Tribulation Terrace is specially set up for gods, not to mention gods like Feng Zhenwei and Feng Ling, even if the Emperor of Heaven enters, after more than an hour of lightning strikes from the sky, he will definitely only come out seriously injured.

The crimes of Feng Zhenwei and Feng Ling are very serious.

After the executive officer read out the crimes of the two, the Lei Jie in the Lei Jie Stage actually split for two full hours.

Two hours later, the smoke dissipated, and the Lei Jie stage was completely clear.

However, what can be seen on the huge Thunder Tribulation Platform is only the faint criss-crossing lightning. Feng Zhenwei and Feng Ling, let alone their souls, have not even a little bit of spiritual consciousness after two hours of crazy lightning strikes. can stay.

The executioner entered the Lei Jie Terrace and left the two of them behind. After being baptized by Lei Jie, Yuan Ling, who had been baptized by Lei Jie, lifted them up and brought them in front of Nangong Jin.

"Reporting to the Antarctic Immortal Monarch, Feng Zhenwei and Feng Ling have completely lost their souls. This is their Yuanling. But Fairy Fengling seems to have been severely injured before her death. Her Yuanling has been shattered and can no longer be used. "

"Oh, this is really a waste! Who did the immoral thing?" Yun Yue picked up Feng Ling's Yuan Ling and turned it around to look at it.

"Reporting to Princess Yunyue, it was my subordinates who did it, and my subordinates know their mistakes, let Princess Yunyue punish me!"

Seeing this, Hong Lang on the side could only kneel down on one knee to accept the punishment. But he didn't regret kicking Feng Ling's Yuan Ling at all, because he felt that he was too angry at that time, and he felt that he would not be able to get over his own hurdle if he didn't mutilate her.

"You are too angry to be like this, get up."

Lu Xiaoxiao was an absolute protector, seeing Hong Lang kneeling down to beg for punishment, she immediately got him up.

This is her subordinate of Anjitian, and she has the right to protect him. What's more, Feng Ling is a damned person, so there's nothing wrong with abusing him before he dies.

Hong Lang is also a shrewd person, he already knew after so many months of getting along, listening to their Patriarch's words is guaranteed to be more direct and effective than listening to their wife's words.

As long as it is Madam's order, the Lord will obey it.

So Madam didn't punish him, he would kneel down foolishly, wouldn't that be making himself unhappy?

Yun Yue approached Lu Xiaoxiao with a smile and said, "Xiaoxiao, give me this spirit of Feng Zhenwei."

Lu Xiaoxiao nodded without thinking: "Well, I'm useless anyway, just take it if you need it."

Yun Yue's eyes lit up, and she looked at Nangong Jin with the resentment of a prodigal woman, and she was already laughing in her heart.

A primordial spirit of a high-ranking god!

Did Lu Xiaoxiao think that Heavenly Court would deal with a God every now and then?

Anyway, it has been 100,000 years since she was born, and she has never seen her father bestow even one god to death.

The matter of the Fifth Elder and the others was a very special situation, and it was because of Nangong Jin's luck that he was able to get a Shangshen Yuanling.

Otherwise, this time Lu Xiaoxiao really had no choice but to die.

A primordial spirit of the High God is the most important treasure, whether it is for a god or a demon.

She knew that if she asked Nanji for it, someone as petty as he would definitely not give it to her, so she asked Lu Xiaoxiao for it with the audacity.

I didn't expect it to be so easy.

Nangong Jin couldn't help looking at his wife with some resentment and said: "My lady, this is our enemy, you don't plan to take his Yuan Ling, let's make a memorial?"

Lu Xiaoxiao glanced at her husband-in-law: "What is there to commemorate the enemy's Yuanling? I feel disgusted when I look at this thing, so I still want to commemorate it. Do you want me to offer his Yuanling?"

When Yun Yue heard this, Xiaoji Shimi nodded and said, "That's right, the enemy's Yuanling is an eyesore, so let me, who doesn't want to do it, keep it."

Nangong Jin looked at Yun Yue, extremely depressed, but finally listened to Lu Xiaoxiao's words without any objection, and gave Feng Zhenwei's Yuan Ling to Yun Yue.

Chi Yang stood aside and asked, "Father, do you find it strange?"

Chi Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I feel that a woman like Feng Ling can do anything except for her own death. So I thought she would make all kinds of sophistry when she arrived in Yunxiao Temple, but she actually confessed directly. Don't you think today's incident is very strange? ?”

Chi Yan's lips raised a nice evil smile: "So what do you think?"

"So I think..." Chi Yang was slightly taken aback: "Aren't I asking you? I always feel that Feng Ling died strangely. She really died without even a little spiritual consciousness?"

Chi Yan asked without answering: "Can you feel her and Feng Zhenwei's spiritual consciousness?"

Chi Yang shook his head: "No."

"so……"

"That's why I'm even more skeptical."