"He's gone, but the world seems to have something to do with him!" Chu Feng became more and more suspicious. The guess in his heart just now could be true.
But he doesn't want to guess. It involves too many things, and it's not safe here. He's worried about what the idea will touch!
Unfortunately, he is not the one after all. Otherwise, push him horizontally now and get to the end of the pollen road to see it clearly and clearly!
Buzz!
All the blood that runs through time and space shines brightly, and then transpiration, goes away and disappears.
Not without any change, it has brought great impact. The great destruction and destruction energy of the pollen path have been dissipated, and the world is stable again.
Chu Feng found that he returned from a drop of blood, turned into a spirit, became a gorgeous particle, formed a human shape and wrapped a stone pot.
At the same time, he found that he was getting farther and farther away from the flesh, and the spirit was entering a strange space. Was that the world after death?
Countless cries of killing appeared again in my ears and rang through the world.
Boom!
At the last shock, Chu Feng completely lost his sense of the fuzzy body, and he entered a new world.
But the road was a little long. When he went deep, the fighting had stopped, and all the deafening cries of killing were far away.
It's quiet, cold and quiet. There's no sound. It's too abrupt!
This kind of change is very sudden and fast. People don't know what to do. Just now they were still shouting to kill Chongxiao. When Chu Feng really entered the world, all the voices disappeared.
He saw the scene.
The sky is red, like endless burning clouds, and the last sunset remains.
What I saw in front of me was like a frozen picture. It was very quiet, not even a sound.
On the earth, there is a picture of the end of the future.
Is this a grand battlefield left over by history?
The early sound of killing and the prayers of our ancestors have long been dusty, collected and completely dissipated.
All kinds of rusty weapons and bones are everywhere on the earth.
He's late? It's over!
In his feeling, it seemed that it was only a moment, but here was already a sea of vicissitudes. I don't know how many times went up and down.
Many chariots were broken and ghost fires were burning. One big flag after another fell to the ground, stained with dirty blood, and occasionally raised a corner, which was filled with dust.
What are the levels of dried bodies? Are there Daewoo level creatures?
Corpses are everywhere. Are there real immortals, fairy kings, or even the emperor in the fairy!?
The heavens are dead, as if they were completely withered.
There is no vitality in heaven and earth. Everything has been broken through. No one can die. The existence high above has collapsed and fallen. It is dim and silent forever.
Chu Feng looked up and looked into the depths of the battlefield. He saw the scene at the end of the pollen road again. This time, his memory did not collapse. He remembered a picture!
There... Someone, the creature is bleeding!
He tried to watch. Even in the particle state and spirit, he was affected. He couldn't stop going backwards. Even the stone jar was roaring and resonating with it.
At the end of the road, see the truth.
The creatures there had long hair and shawls, covered their faces, and their necks were snow-white and beautiful. They fell to the ground. However, it can be judged that it was a woman!
Moreover, the woman seemed incomparably beautiful.
Buzz!
Chu Feng had no way to face it. He could only glance at it in such a hurry that his spirit would collapse again.
All the light particles were attached to the stone jar. He was no longer human, and then he fell to the ground.
There was silence again.
As for the end of the pollen Road, there are also large pieces of particles rising up there, like fireflies flying, and like glowing petals fluttering, glittering and beautiful.
They covered the woman's body.
As for more truth, we can't see it from beginning to end.
Moreover, around Chu Feng, in this dead battlefield, there was movement, no longer dead.
In the soil of the battlefield, even in the dust, a large number of light spots float, which are very crystal, like the stars at night and the gemstones on the black curtain.
Chu Feng is hairy and a little creepy.
Because, for a moment, he saw too many people coming from afar, all strong!
It's not illusory, it's not an illusion, it's in the distance, it's near quickly, and some people even come suddenly in front of us.
He was shocked and soon understood what they were.
Light particles float up, if the divine flower withers and falls, they all spit out the light of dawn, incomparably gorgeous, shake down on the dark battlefield, and suddenly turn into human form.
Are they all spirits?
Chu Feng saw too many strong people, suspected to be "spirit"!
A group of people, dressed in ancient and simple clothes, it is difficult to guess what age they are. They may be ancestors millions of years ago or hundreds of millions of years ago.
They were like dead souls and corpse puppets. They walked past him, wandering towards the end of pollen Road, to go far away, to the place where the woman fell in a pool of blood.
In front of the woman, there was a natural moat, in which a large number of ancestors fell silently and disappeared, not even a spray.
"Is it pollen particles? Are they all heroes of the year?"
What are you doing, moths to the fire? You know you're going to die.
A large number of light spots appear, very gorgeous and beautiful.
Chu Feng looked at the light particles all over the sky, swaying in the dark, one after another, heading towards the natural moat.
They became ancestors and ancients.
They walked on foot. Their clothes were ragged, without any expression, and their bodies were haggard. They didn't stop. Did they want to fill the black natural moat?
Chu Feng's spirit was trembling. In this state, although he had no eyes, he felt the heat in his eyes, like blood and tears.
He couldn't help but follow the past.
Suddenly, several special elders stopped, stopped, looked back at Chu Feng, seemed to run through time and space, and saw his real origin!
"You are different from us. You'd better go back."
An old man opened his mouth and was in bad condition.
"You... Still have consciousness, can you see everything about me?!" Chu Feng was shocked.
"We are losers, but we don't want to give up the last waste heat. The 'spirit' is still boiling to the great disaster at the end of the town road!" Another old man opened his mouth, his hair as thin as withered grass had no luster.
How can Chu Feng not be shocked?
They are spiritual now. They should be ignorant and confused, but now they can look back and see his real roots?
How powerful these haggard old people were?!
"Don't go sideways, pollen Road, the strongest Road, the essence is to rely on yourself!" An old man reminded him that his eyes were dim, and his white hair with blood stuck to his old face.
Chu Feng was shocked. While sympathizing with them, he quickly asked for advice and said, "is my way off?"
"Our true path opens and touches the 'Tibet' in our body, activates the 'immortal' in our body, and is ourselves!" The old man with dim eyes spoke again and said, "only because the pollution between heaven and earth is too severe and the enemy's erosion is too serious, we have to use catalysts and introduce pollen to break such a path. But don't put the cart before the horse. Don't superstitious about pollen and different fruits. This is just the process and means of our leading to the highest level. If there is no pollution, we can activate our own immortals. We take the strongest road! "
Chu Feng was shocked. Unexpectedly, he heard such a teaching, which shocked him.
This is definitely the sage of pollen road. Su Lao even participated in road expansion!
They are haggard, compassionate and pathetic, but they were unimaginable strong men.
"Don't give up pollen. After all, it brings hope after the world is dirty. We just remind you not to rely too much on it. Don't go astray, you can use pollen!" Another old man warned.
When they stop a little, they have to move on to the black natural graben.
Chu Feng quickly followed. There were too many words to say and ask them.
"Go back!" An old man drinks low.
"Elder, I still want to ask!" Chu Feng said quickly.
Another old man opened his mouth sadly and said, "do you think we don't want to talk more? How many times do you and I live apart? We have paid an endless price for opening our mouth like this. How many people can talk and communicate across many eras? No one can change the direction of history, otherwise the world will fall and nothing will exist! "
Suddenly, an old man noticed his stone jar. This artifact has the ability of self obscuration. It disappeared for a moment under the eyes of several such peerless and powerful elders. Now it was found.
"This sacrificial vessel... Is still there. It has been lost for a long time in our times. It once carried our light and hope. At that time, it brought seeds and pollen. Is it still useful now? Over the past billion years, I don't know how many eras have passed. It may be psychic, or it itself has a great origin. It has always been psychic, but we lost, missed, and didn't analyze it at the beginning. "
An old man was disappointed, missed, painful and looked very complex.
"Just have us here. Don't take yourself in. Go back! Let's work together to see you off! " Several special old people want to fight.
They do not hesitate to bear boundless cause and effect and interfere with ancient and modern times.
Obviously, they want to keep Chu Feng.
Suddenly, a man woke up and said, "you are not ignorant here. Your consciousness is still there. It has its own reason. You don't need our help. Good, good, good, you are our descendants, proving that our road has not been completely broken, our blood has not been completely destroyed, and there are still people! It's not easy for you to come here. I hope you can get through and go further when you go back. Leave quickly! "
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