Chapter 829

"God level strange material, how can this be possible? How can a little ghost touch this kind of thing? Ah... No, I don't want to die! "

He Huang was wailing. It was hard to imagine that an Asian saint was so frightened, screamed bitterly, looked painful, panicked and filled with horror.

On his body, the fog turned into a human shape and fell on him. It tore and ate fiercely, like a beast killing herbivores. It was very fierce, naturally suppressed, domineering and bloody.

"Poof!"

He Huang's body directly shrinks by one. It seems that he has been absorbed a lot of blood essence and soul light, and the whole person is depressed.

Boom!

He waved his huge body and hit the mountain with the snake's body. The snake's body was like a steel whip and a sword. It directly wiped out a mountain, and half of the mountain flew up to the sky.

"As I said, people who are so domineering with me are dead, and you are not so good. It seems that you will die faster." Chu Feng stood on the ruins of the broken stone temple and looked at the desolation in the distant mountains. His words were full of indifference.

"Want me to die? How can I, I want to live! " He Huang roared and suddenly turned into a human body again. His body shrunk and covered with various symbols. He was using the secret skills of the snake family to renew his life.

"Ah..." however, he screamed again, and the human figure turned into gray mist narrowed and became more concise, pestering him and asking for his life.

"This... Is more terrible than ordinary divine materials. God, any God can't live long if he touches it." He screamed in horror.

As a saint of Asia, I am calm and calm on weekdays. How can I be so impolite? It was all because the gray matter was too deadly, far more than he expected, which shocked him.

With a brush, his blood dried up, swallowed by the gray material, and the whole person weakened rapidly.

Chu Feng naturally knows what's going on. This gray material is extracted from the strongest group of old gods. The most important thing is that it is rich and large. How terrible is it that the strange materials on hundreds of gods are mixed together?

Even God was tortured by this gray material. He died in fear in his old age, not to mention the famine. He lost most of his life in a short time.

Chen Huang found that it was impossible for him to live. He roared, "even if I die, I will take you!"

He struggled hard, suddenly sat up and wanted to rush towards Chu Feng.

However, the gray mist entangled again, turned into human form, turned into beast, turned into fierce ghost, constantly changing, to integrate into his body.

"Ah, you... Fourth brother, why are you alive again? Hallucination, get away. You have been killed by me for twenty years!" Huang Huang's Scarlet eyes roared.

He once again pounced on Chu Feng to attack him.

Chu Feng was not afraid. He pulled up the gourd race, and then suddenly patted the bottom of the green gourd. With a bang, more and more rich gray substances were ejected from the gourd mouth.

In an instant, these gray materials turned into headless fierce ghosts, red haired old corpse apes, ferocious demons, sad and fierce beasts, all of which rushed to the waste.

Although he was a saint, he fell straight down and was submerged by the gray material.

"Damn it, this is a mutated gray matter. When the gods come, they will fall. It is the most powerful strange matter. God, am I really going to die here and be killed by a mole ant? " He was too unwilling to howl. He was a saint of Asia, and he was a creature who came to this step in a short time. He was arrogant, but the result was so miserable.

In his opinion, the so-called bleak old age will come at least after the age of 600 or 700.

"Ha ha..." Chu Feng stood in the distance with a cold smile and said, "it's ridiculous that you look down on me with a high attitude, but in the end you are trampled to death by the mole ants in your eyes."

"To Yangjian, there is only one way to live. I want to live..." Huang's voice was weak, but he struggled and wanted to escape.

Chu Feng's heart moved when he heard the speech. Is there a way to live in the sun?

Thinking of this, he controlled the green gourd and recovered some fog materials to reduce the damage of famine.

"Huh?!"

At this moment, Huang Huang was shocked and shocked. He stared at the green gourd and said in a trembling voice: "the congenital divine thing born in chaos

At the same time, he was extremely angry and unwilling. The mole ants in his eyes actually had this treasure?

General containers can only hold gray matter for a short time, and will soon be eroded and destroyed, or even directly annihilated. Only the congenital gods born in chaos can freely retract and release gray matter.

"Can you survive in the sun?" Chu Feng asked him.

"Let me go!" Although he was still lying on the ground, his eyes were full of longing.

He felt that Chu Feng could use the green gourd to take away 90% of the gray materials from him. Of course, some of them could not be eradicated and had already been integrated into his flesh and soul.

However, as long as he takes more than 90%, he will have the opportunity to live longer and find ways. Even going to the sun along the road sealed by his ancestors is better than waiting to die.

"Don't say it." Chu Feng sneered. With a bang, he patted the bottom of the green gourd again, and a piece of gray material suddenly erupted.

This gray material is particularly sensitive to the blood of divine creatures and divine beasts. It directly kills them and rushes forward.

"Ah..." Huang screamed.

For a moment, he was convulsed, and his body smelled fishy. It was his own decay, and his blood was full of the smell of decay.

God's strange old age and all kinds of terrible things are reflected in Huang Huang one by one. He is just an Asian saint. How can he bear it?

"Spare me. There is no hatred between me and you. Take away the fog." He Huang opened his mouth again, gave in completely and lowered his posture.

At the same time, he also told that there is an ancient and terrible supreme existence in the sun. Sleeping in some special mountains and rivers, he may be able to help people resolve this strange substance.

"What, are they so powerful?" Chu Feng moved.

"Yes, some of them dared to hunt and kill the ancestors of our world who had really practiced six time skills. Isn't it powerful? I guess there are probably no means to purify a little gray matter. "

In fact, the famine is just a guess, not sure.

Chu Feng is silent, and he knows the power of the sun. But he still doesn't have a clear understanding of how strong it is. He can't measure its depth, because he will be impacted by other legends of those characters every time!

Then Chu Feng ignored the famine, let the gray matter drown him, turned him into one fierce ghost after another, and finally all got into the famine.

The stench smelled and the fog floated. There was a mess. There was dirty blood around the wasteland. He couldn't even make a miserable cry. He crawled there and couldn't move.

Just occasionally stretched out a hand and grabbed it in the direction of Chu Feng. There was resentment, fear and begging for mercy in his eyes. He wanted Chu Feng to let him go.

Chu Feng ignored and sat watching him decay slowly.

Then, he looked back at Jin Lin, Shi Hong, eclosion and others.

None of these people dared to escape. They were really frightened by gray matter. They came to the world for more than a year and knew what it was.

Once infected, even if they commit suicide and escape back to the original universe, they can't get rid of it and will be entangled.

In fact, Chu Feng really wanted to blast them with green gourd and release gray matter, but he was worried that the souls of these people would return to the original universe with a large amount of gray matter, which would lead to a disaster and involve others.

So, in the end, he held back.

"Well, I see. You're afraid of gray matter infecting our universe, so you don't dare to attack us easily, do you?" Daozi Jinlin was the first to wake up.

The eclosic God nodded and said, "yes, although you have a black soul clock, you can forcibly leave our soul, but gray matter may also pollute your soul clock."

"Brother Chu, what do you think? You take your Yangguan Road, we take our single wooden bridge, and the well water doesn't invade the river?" Shi Hong opens his mouth.

"Taoist friends, goodbye!" Taoist golden scale arched his hand, smiled and said.

"Brother Chu, farewell!" Golden Spider, Baifeng minority leader and others also smiled, turned and wanted to go.

"Do you think I can't help you without using gray matter? When I came to this world, I beat you all alone, not to mention now! "

Chu Feng was quite calm. Then he raised his big hand and grabbed it forward. One person wanted to fight them all.

With a brush, the Yin and Yang Qi flow and turn into the light of yin and Yang. This is a wonderful skill juxtaposed with the five colors of divine light. Sweep forward and have a great power!

Bang!

The white phoenix lived in the young master roaring, and the soul light shook violently. He turned into a white phoenix and roared at the impact of the light of yin and Yang. As a result, he was beaten with a scream, and his feathers flew. The whole person coughed soul blood and flew out.

The golden scale Taoist priest's eyes glittered and whispered, "Yin and yang are two rare substances of heaven and earth on him!"

How can he not be surprised that the Taoist family has a deep foundation, but it is only a rare material for him, because it is too rare.

Therefore, he took the road of breaking thousands of methods with one skill.

As far as he knows, other people don't have this level of heaven and earth rare materials. Even the materials reflecting the relegated Immortals' Cultivation of five colors can only be regarded as quasi rare materials, not the rarest thing in heaven and earth.

Jin Lin chose to fight Chu Feng earlier. He also had this consideration because he heard that Chu Feng cultivated the light of yin and Yang and thought he had precious materials in heaven and earth. He wanted to take this opportunity to intercept them.

Now he saw it with his own eyes!

In fact, Chu Feng has long been eyeing the golden scale, and has long heard Ying relegation fairy mention it. In their generation, only Taoist golden scale can be sure that there is a rare material in heaven and earth, which is one of the materials for practicing the seven treasures and wonderful skills!

Chu Feng has collected two kinds. Today, naturally, he will not let go of the one on the golden scale!

"Hehe... Jinlin, thank you!" Chu Feng opened his mouth and smiled.

For a moment, the golden scale was awe inspiring. At the end of the earth, the little Taoist and others found the demon, and now they hurried towards the accident“ Brother, you must hold on and live! " Many people are praying“ Dad... Dad! " The little Taoist was howling and very sad. Finally, he shouted loudly, "Dad, I forgot... I didn't let you make a will!"“ Big nephew, stop howling. If your father comes out alive later, he will beat you up! " Next to him, the big black bull reminded him“ How could it be? He can't hold on for such a long time. " Then, the little Taoist began to howl again and said, "Dad... You're miserable. You have unparalleled talent. Before you grow up, you can only die for Yasheng. I'm so sad that I forgot to let you make a will again. Woo woo... What is our heirloom treasure and where is it? Dad, show your spirit in heaven. Come out and tell me! "“ Pa Pa! "“ Ouch! Mother, don't fight! "“ Big nephew, I have a hunch that you promise to be beaten into 18 pieces by your father later! " The donkey said in a very positive tone. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.