The leader of the Ice and Snow Goddess clan could not care about this. What she wanted to know most now was the whereabouts of her precious son. She asked anxiously: "Elder, how is my son doing now? Where are the others?"

Feng Qingshui sighed and said: "I don't know where the Son of the Wind God is now. Although I broke through the siege, I was seriously injured, and that beast Feng Yunlong was chasing after me. Later, I had no choice but to hide the Son of the Wind God in a remote place.

On the small island, I wanted to lure the beast away and then come back to retrieve the Son of the Wind God. Unexpectedly, the beast was extremely cunning. I was ambushed by them on the way and was captured by them. Since then, I have been locked up in the Tianfeng God-Slaying Array.

They were tortured in the prison at the bottom, and there was no chance to go out to look for the Son of the Wind God. Now I don’t even know whether he is dead or alive..."

"Ah, how could this happen..." When the patriarch of the Ice and Snow Goddess heard that his son's life or death was uncertain, his eyes turned black, and his body shook for a while and he almost fainted. Fortunately, Feng Xiangtian beside him held him in time and survived the breath.

Only when he was really angry did he come back to his senses, but he couldn't help crying sadly.

The other elders of the Wing Clan also had angry and worried expressions on their faces. Thinking of all the previous events, they couldn't help but feel extremely ashamed.

"We will never spare this beast Fengyunlong..."

…

Seeing everyone's different expressions, Feng Qingshui sighed, looked at Feng Xiangtian with guilty eyes, and said: "Xiangtian, I'm sorry, I have been imprisoned in the sky prison since I was captured by that beast Feng Yunlong.

, I failed to protect the son of the Wind God, I am ashamed of the clan leader, I am ashamed of you and your wife, I am ashamed of all my compatriots and ancestors of the Yi tribe..."

"Elder, there is no need to blame yourself. You have tried your best. The culprit of all this is the beast Feng Yunlong! We must not let him go! As for the little boy...well, I hope Ji Ren will have his own destiny..." Feng Xiangtian said in a tone of voice.

It was very heavy. He also knew that if a newborn baby was placed on a remote desert island, the possibility of survival was very low.

"Oh, it's all my fault for being incompetent and trusting the beast Feng Yunlong, which is why the life and death of the Son of the Wind God are now uncertain. But one thing I can be sure of is that that beast Feng Yunlong has absolutely no chance of harming the Son of the Wind God, because over the years, that beast has been asking questions

The whereabouts of my Son of the God of Wind. Moreover, when I put my Blood Jade of the God of Wind into the body of the Son of the God of Wind, I haven’t seen that beast get it in these years. He has always wanted to open the door to the forbidden area of ​​the God of Wind and obtain the inherited power of the God of Wind, but he has never been able to do so.

Can’t do what I want…”

"Ah, that's great. This way my son's chance of survival will be much greater. Humph, that beast Feng Yunlong, I must cut him into pieces, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart..." Feng Xiangtian remembered

The hatred of killing his father, his own son was killed and his life and death were uncertain. Even if you pour all the water from the rivers and lakes, you can't wash away this hatred!

"Hahaha... Feng Xiangtian, I haven't seen you for a long time. I never thought you could escape from the water and fire scroll in Mitian Pavilion."

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the castle behind everyone. Everyone's faces changed. A trace of resentment flashed in Feng Qingshui's eyes. He gritted his teeth and raised his head, with a cold smile in his mouth.

Three words came out: "Wind, cloud, dragon!!!"

I saw two illusory figures suddenly appeared on the huge Tiangang Divine Jade door behind everyone. The figures were none other than Fengyun Long in white! And in his arms, he was holding a beautiful woman.

The silver-winged man is actually the young Great Elder Feng Qiushui!

"Feng Qingshui, you old immortal hid that kid on a deserted island. No wonder I couldn't find it, which cost me a hundred years. You old immortal, if I had known, I should have sent you to hell earlier."

The dead ghost who sees the wind and asks for help"

Feng Yunlong shook his head gently, but there was a calm smile on his face: "But it doesn't matter, even if you don't tell me, I can still find that bastard. Haha, Feng Xiangtian, I didn't expect that you are so lucky, with Bingxue

The bastard born from the goddess's adultery actually has the shadowless wind god wings that only one of my wingmen can produce for a hundred generations. It's really jealous. I know you must hate me to the core now and wish you could kill me right away and cut me into pieces.

Right? Haha, it’s a pity that your precious son has fallen into my hands now. It’s probably impossible for you to kill me. Haha, if you want to save him, come to Tianfeng Hall.”

After hearing the whereabouts of her son, the goddess of ice and snow suddenly became very excited. She pointed at Feng Yunlong's illusion and said loudly: "Feng Yunlong! What did you do to my son? Release him quickly, or you will escape.

Even to the end of the world, our ice and snow goddess clan will never let you go!"

"Haha, I won't let you go now! Your son is in my hands. If you don't want him to die, you must obey my orders..."

"You, you despicable person..."

The Ice and Snow Goddess Clan Leader was furious when he heard this, and couldn't help but get angry. However, Feng Xiangtian on the side pulled her back and shook his head, telling her not to get excited. Then he looked up at Feng Yunlong and said in a deep voice: "Feng Yunlong

, you said that my son is in your hands, what proof do you have? Don’t think that because you are talking nonsense like this, I will believe your lies! Unless you let my son come out to see me immediately, I will never believe it!"

"Haha...what's so difficult about this?"

Feng Yunlong looked up to the sky and burst into laughter. He gently pressed a handprint, and the illusory scene immediately turned to a young man. The young man was half floating in the air, with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Wind chill!"

"It's Feng Han! What's going on? How can Feng Han be Feng Xiangtian's son..."

…

Wang Chen didn't expect that the son of Feng Xiangtian mentioned by Feng Yunlong, the son of the legendary Fengshen, turned out to be Feng Han. This was really unbelievable, so he couldn't help but question: "Feng Yunlong, we have no grievances with you.

Wu Qiu, why did you kidnap our friend for no reason, and then say that he is the son of the God of Wind? This is the most ridiculous thing in the world. Do you think we will believe your lies?"

"Yes, yes, Feng Han is our good friend. This is the first time he has come to Feng Island today. Besides, he has no wings on his body. How could he be a member of your Wing Clan? This is simply a lie!" Zhou Youcai also didn't believe it at all and shouted loudly.

yelled

"Haha, ignorant cultivators, what do you know? It is recorded in our clan's classics that people with the shadowless wind god's wing bloodline do not have wings before they receive the power inherited from the wind god. And it is very simple to prove whether this kid is the son of the wind god.
Chapter completed!