"You, who is your daughter?"

Mr. Zhang looked at the middle-aged man with a horrified expression.

"I, I don't know..."

The middle-aged man murmured to himself. He was also suppressed by that force and fell to his knees, unable to stand up even if he wanted to.

Even if they had never seen her before, just based on the fact that his daughter had just left in the air and the state of them kneeling on the ground, they could still tell that his daughter was definitely not a 'human'!

More and more people gathered around.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?"

Some people looked puzzled.

Mr. Zhang tried hard to stand up, but he was sweating profusely and could not really stand up. A look of horror appeared on his face. Was he going to kneel here until he died?

On the other side, Fang Lengming appeared in a simple thatched hut, with a woman lying on the bed, breathing weakly.

After she saw Fang Lengming, there seemed to be some kind of light shining in her eyes, her lips moved slightly, and she said weakly:

"You, your father..."

"mother."

Fang Lengming looked at the woman with a complicated expression: "Dad didn't sell me to Mr. Zhang. If you take a nap, your body will get better."

After saying that, she gently raised her palm, and a breath fell on the woman. The woman fell asleep immediately, and the illness in her body was slowly melted by the breath, and her complexion became more and more rosy.

After doing all this, Fang Lengming slowly walked out of the yard and looked up at the sky that had turned blood red, with a flash of contemplation in his eyes.

Similar scenes are happening everywhere.

The monks in the world were overwhelmed by this kind of movement. Some monks saw with their own eyes that a child turned into a terrifying being in the blink of an eye, as if he could destroy the world with just a move of his hands and feet.

The realm of snowfields.

This place is also shrouded in red light, earlier than anywhere else.

Ning Qi stood quietly, feeling the breath in his body constantly changing and rising.

In less than an hour, he had returned to the peak of his cultivation in the underworld.

It's not just this that is also changing. His spiritual thoughts are sweeping in all directions like a tide, and the huge Yang Jian is also changing.

This change was as if when he was in the underworld, countless worlds were kneaded together by some special force.

A new continent appears in the underworld.

A new ocean appears in the underworld.

Ning Qi felt familiar with these new continents and oceans. They might have been in the underworld before.

The world of the sun is changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ning Qi didn't know how long this change would last, but in just one hour, the territory of Yangjian had been at least three or four times larger.

If it lasts for several days, or even dozens of days, then the territory of the underworld will become extremely broad!

As soon as his spiritual thoughts moved, Ning Qi's eyes flashed with light. He took a step forward and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in a temple.

He saw Ziyun and Ning Haotian standing in front of the stone monument with his head lowered.

But Ning Haotian's body had long lost any vitality, and her body was exuding an icy chill.

"What on earth happened?"

Ning Qi spoke slowly.

Ziyun looked back at him, a complicated look flashed in his eyes: "You are here...has your memory been restored?"

"Memories from the underworld? I only remember that I was married into the Purple Mansion."

Ning Qi was silent for a few breaths and said.

"Except for the memory of that time, you don't remember anything about the future?"

Ziyun was startled.

"What happened? Is she Haotian?

"

Ning Qi looked at Ning Haotian with a very ugly expression.

Ziyun was silent for a few moments, then slowly told what happened.

"The Great Skyscraper Prison..."

Ning Qi walked slowly to Ning Haotian, gently grabbed her palm, and lifted her palm away from the stone tablet.

A breath surged out of the body and entered Ning Haotian's body.

It's a pity that although his current methods are extraordinary, he still can't restore Ning Haotian's life at all.

With just a little bit, he can bring Ning Haotian back to life!

"The method of the owner of this place is extraordinary. She used the power of her own blood to dissolve the means arranged by the owner of this place, making the Yin and Yang worlds merge into one. From now on, there will no longer be a distinction between the so-called Yin and Yang worlds, which is considered to be for the creatures here.

The first shackles were released.

But the price she paid was her own life."

Ziyun shook his head slightly.

"Haotian, Taihao..."

Ning Qi already knew the detailed story from Ziyun, and naturally also knew the true origin of Ning Haotian.

However, he still had no impression of the memory at that time, and the memory did not flow out as his cultivation level recovered.

"Since there is no underworld in the world, how could she die so easily?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

He raised his palm, and a ray of crystal flew out from his fingertips, spinning around Ning Haotian countless times and turning into a crystal ice coffin.

Ning Haotian was lying quietly inside, with a peaceful face and a faint smile on his lips. He didn't look like a dead body at all.

"As long as I leave this place and go to the immortal world, I will naturally find a way to restore her."

Ning Qi looked at Ziyun and said.
Chapter completed!