Chapter 820

Nearby, rocks and gravel are everywhere.

The wind picked up the dust and formed a whirlwind. Chu Feng stood here motionless. How can he accept such bad news? It's too cruel!

At last, he let out a loud cry and ran away like a wounded beast. The cruel end made him tremble all over.

Chu Feng roared and sped up, bringing a violent wind, which suddenly flew sand and stones.

In an instant, he disappeared, left the area, and then came to the outer area!

Chu Feng searched on the wasteland. He didn't want to believe it either emotionally or with the harsh reality. He wanted to find out.

There were few creatures on the wasteland, but Chu Feng quickly locked a four winged flying rhinoceros in the external area with a sharp and powerful divine sense. He rushed in a moment.

The golden winged rhinoceros was very alert. When it saw a human wind with sand and stone sweeping, it gave a roar and spread its golden wings to the sky.

Whoosh!

Chu Feng came first, blocked his way, pressed forward with one hand and subdued directly.

"Don't kill me. I'm very poor. All the people have been cut off. They escaped here in a narrow escape. If I die, our family will be destroyed." The four winged flying rhinoceros trembled. This is a creature at the meal Xia level. Its strength is good, but it's far from the current Chu wind.

Chu Feng stared at it, covered up his sad mood and said, "I ask you, is the martial god still on the fierce beast plateau?"

"Wu Shen? It's an ancient name. It seems to be a God who has died for a long time. It should have been used for hundreds of years. " The four winged rhinoceros replied cautiously.

When hearing this message, Chu Feng shook his body and nearly fell from the sky.

He felt inexplicable pain in his heart. Originally, he still held a few hopes and thought that the inscription on the stone tablet was not true. However, he came out to verify, and he suffered a blow in the head.

How he hoped that the God of martial arts was still alive, even the enemy!

If the God is still alive, it can overturn the earlier speculation, and all tragedies will not happen.

Now, with a simple word, the golden flying rhino tore the hope in his heart and made him lose all thoughts and grief.

Chu Feng's outstretched hand was trembling, not suppressing the golden rhinoceros. His soul light shook and said, "what age is it now? Have you ever heard of Chu traceless?"

"It is now the 121 years of the demon God calendar, and his majesty has controlled the fierce beast plateau for more than 100 years." Replied the golden four winged rhinoceros.

At the same time, he was afraid, his voice trembled slightly, and said, "Chu Wuji has died for more than 100 years. He was a god killed by the demon God himself. In his old age... He died miserably!"

For a moment, Chu Feng's eyes soared, he couldn't help clenching his fist, and then roared up to the sky. He felt a kind of pain, tearing his heart and lungs.

This is true, everything is true!

Earlier, he was still telling himself that everything was illusory and false. It shouldn't be so, it can't be so!

However, the reality is cruel, and the truth is cruel. His heart is dripping blood, and he is going crazy.

His son Chu Wuji's last stroke. Those words floated in front of him. It was so dazzling. The little Taoist came to pay tribute to him for the last time and left his last stroke!

"Dad, 750 years, this should be the last time I come to see you in my life. My life is coming to the end..."

"Father, goodbye, or just don't see me again. My son Chu Wuji's last pen!"

Chu Feng's eyes were filled with tears. He was thinking about those words and messages. At that time, Chu Wuji was old and knew that he was going to die and would be replaced and killed by the new God.

"The devil killed Chu wutrace?!" Chu Feng asked. He was very excited in his words. The whole man was trembling and wanted to tear the sky.

He saw the past on the rock. His son once said that strange and decay had happened to him. After entering his twilight years, his blood dried up. He wanted to end his life by himself and choose a place where there was no one.

However, in the end, Chu Wuji was killed and swallowed up by the demon God!

"Yes, the demon God locked the old god whose strength suddenly decreased in advance and did not allow him to escape. The thunder attacked and killed him in front of an abyss, refining all his divine particles and Taoist ancestral materials on the spot."

Fei Xi's scalp was numb. He whispered here. He didn't dare to see Chu Feng. He was almost paralyzed.

"Little Taoist..." Chu Feng whispered. He was really distressed. Although the son fought against him again and again, he was his son after all. Moreover, judging from the inscriptions on the rocks, Chu traceless was very affectionate and died so miserably.

"What God is Chu Wuji?" Chu Feng asked with grief.

"He calls himself heaven, not God. Everyone calls him heaven." The golden rhinoceros replied cautiously.

"Demon God, I will kill you and destroy your whole family!" At this moment, Chu Feng was almost demonized, and his eyes were very deep and almost dark.

His voice was not very high, but it was cold and piercing, invading people's bones and soul.

It was too painful. The little Taoist died miserably. Finally, he couldn't finish it himself. He was stared at by the new God and swallowed up alive.

"My son!" Chu Feng whispered, and then suddenly roared up to the sky, like a great devil!

"I want to wash the world with blood and destroy the whole fierce animal plateau. You gods deserve to die!" This declaration, this terrible sound, shook the area.

The ground rocks roll and the soil layer collapses.

The four winged flying rhinoceros trembled and knelt down directly. He was very frightened and said in a low voice: "don't shout. If we are heard and known by his majesty, we will all die and can't live."

I don't know how long it took Chu Feng to calm down. He landed on the ground with a golden rhinoceros and asked, "have you heard of Qin Luoyin?"

"I've heard that it seems that the mother of the blessed one died very early."

"Where's the immortal?"

"I've also heard that in those days, she was called a peerless beauty together with the mother of the emperor, and her name moved the world."

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Chu Feng asked casually, listened to the old things and thought about those people. In the few days he spent, the world has passed more than 800 years. He felt very sorry, sad, right and wrong, and sad in his heart.

Chu Feng threw down the four winged flying rhinoceros, turned and rushed to the stone millstone area. In a moment, he disappeared from the wasteland, walked through the hills and came to this silent land again.

Standing in front of these rocks and looking at the handwriting engraved with years of wind and frost, Chu Feng felt that it was difficult to control his feelings. The whole person was in a trance, and his heart was really too painful.

Not long ago, he rushed out from here, still doubting and holding some hope to prove that what happened was illusory and false. However, the reality was so cruel that it was bloody and more painful after opening the scar!

Anyway, Chu Feng couldn't accept it. It was too sudden. He didn't have any psychological preparation, and it had too much impact on him.

Tears blurred his eyes. In a trance, the voices and smiles of those people appeared again.

However, they are all dead and have passed away, which makes Chu Feng feel a sharp pain in his heart, like being scratched by the sharp claws of a large Raptor. He is trembling, the soul light fluctuates violently, and the light is uncertain. He wants to roar and roar loudly between heaven and earth.

How can this be? Those people, those things, as if they were still yesterday.

However, after a short separation, when he came back, it was a sea of vicissitudes. Things were right and people were wrong. There was no one. Even the son who always opposed him had lost his soul, and the end was so miserable.

I will never see them again. Once they leave, they will be dead for 800 years. Those people will completely disappear from this heaven and earth.

Chu Feng roared, then roared loudly, shaking the world. Then he raised his fist and roared into the sky. He couldn't bear it. He wanted to kill the fierce beast plateau and kill the demon God immediately!

At the same time, he also wanted to kill the martial god himself. However, even such enemies died in the years and could not be seen again.

"None of you survived. Why is the vortex returning to our own universe gone?!" Chu Feng was panting.

If the vortex is still there, these people can return even if they die and reproduce the original universe.

But now, once you die, you really disappear forever. You can't see it in your life.

This pain, this gloomy and pathetic mood is hard to express. Chu Feng wants to roar and fight with people until the end of time. He doesn't want to immerse himself in this sadness.

He roared all over the world, like a lone wolf roaring sadly and Howling the moon. Finally, he came back trembling and stood in front of these engraved rocks.

He stroked with his hand and carefully touched the words on the cold stones, like touching one fresh face after another, and those people floated in front of him again.

For a long time, he was silent, with tears of his soul on his face. Finally, stone chips flew. He engraved words under each rock to respond to the messages of that year.

Each article embodies his painstaking efforts and contains his feelings. It seems that he sees those old friends talking to them again.

The cool, quiet and dusty Ying relegation fairy, the naughty and ancient and strange little Laurie with silver hair, always squinting at people's good brother Ouyang Feng, and Qin Luoyin who was unhappy all his life and looked in the direction of the stone millstone at the last moment of his life

Chu Feng engraved characters on the rocks, talked to them, told them everything in his heart, and communicated with them. He felt as if he had crossed life and death, cut off Yin and Yang, and saw them again.

For a time, tearful eyes whirled, and Chu Feng was very sad.

He was really hurt and painful. He felt that the whole world was dead, there was no joy, no smile, and the sky was gray.

Stone chips are flying. Here he responds to those messages one by one.

At last, seeing the little Taoist's handwriting and thinking of his tragic death, Chu Feng was blocked in his heart and couldn't help sighing.

He kept writing that the ground was full of stone powder, like a father son dialogue across time and space. He wrote down the family treasure that the little Taoist had always thought about and told him where to hide in the starry sky.

Suddenly, Chu Feng felt strange, scattered his senses and found a cloud floating in the far sky.

"Son, since you miss the treasure so much, it's no use for me to write it for you. You can't feel it under the spring. I'll burn it for you!" Then, Chu Feng burned decisively, with soul light beating and Yang boiling, and burned several large rocks just engraved for the little Taoist into red magma. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.