Nearby, rocks and gravel are everywhere.

The wind blows up sand and dust, forming a whirlwind. Chu Feng stands here without moving. How can he accept it? Such bad news is too cruel!

Finally, he let out a loud scream and ran away like a wounded beast. This cruel ending made him tremble all over.

Chu Feng growled, speeding up, causing a strong gust of wind, and suddenly sand and stones flew away.

In an instant, he disappeared, left the area, and then went to the external area!

Chu Feng was searching on the wasteland, and he didn't want to believe it either emotionally or with the harsh reality. He wanted to figure it out and find out.

There were creatures on the wasteland, but very few were. However, Chu Feng quickly locked a four-winged flying rhinoceros in the external area with his sharp and powerful divine sense, and he rushed over in an instant.

The four-winged flying rhinoceros, which was golden in shape, was very alert. When he saw a human-shaped wind sweeping over with sand and gravel, it let out a roar, spread its golden wings and soared into the sky.

Whoosh!

Chu Feng arrived first, blocking its way, pressed forward with one hand, and directly subdued.

"Don't kill me, I'm very pitiful. All the tribesmen were killed and they escaped here for a lifetime. If I die, our tribe will be destroyed." The four-winged flying rhinoceros said with a trembling voice. This is a creature of the Guxia level, and its strength is already pretty good, but when it meets Chu Feng at the moment, it's far from it.

Chu Feng stared at it, covering up his sadness and said, "I ask you, is the God of Martial Arts still on the plateau of ferocious beasts?"

"Martial God? Very ancient name. This seems to be a god who has died for a long time. It should have been hundreds of years." The four-winged flying rhinoceros answered cautiously and cautiously.

When he heard this message, Chu Feng's body shook and almost fell from mid-air.

He felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. He had a little hope and thought that the words on the stone tablet were not real, but after he came out to verify it, he was hit by a blow.

How much he hopes that the God of War will still be alive, even if it is an enemy!

If that god was still alive, it could overturn the earlier speculation and no tragedy would have happened.

Now, the golden flying rhino's simple words tear apart the hope in his heart, making him lose all his thoughts and feel heartbroken.

The hand that Chu Feng stretched out was trembling, not suppressing the golden rhino. His soul light shook and said, "What era is it now? Have you heard of Chu Wuhen?"

"It's the 121st year of the Demon God's calendar. His Majesty the Demon God has been controlling the ferocious beast plateau for more than 100 years." The golden four-winged rhino replied.

At the same time, it was very scared, its voice trembled slightly, and said, "Chu Wuhen, it should have been more than a hundred years since he died. He was a god who was killed by the demon god himself. In his later years... he died miserably!"

In an instant, Chu Feng's eyes radiated sharply, and he couldn't help clenching his fists, then roared to the sky, and felt a pain, heart-wrenching.

This is true, everything is true!

Earlier, he was telling himself that everything was illusory and fake, and it should not be like this, it cannot be like this!

However, the reality is cruel, the truth is cruel, and his heart is bleeding, and he is about to go crazy.

The words of his son Chu Wuhen’s final pen appeared before his eyes again, and it was so dazzling. The little Taoist priest came to pay tribute to him for the last time, leaving behind the final pen!

"Dad, seven hundred and fifty years, this should be the last time I have come to see you in my life. My life is about to end..."

"Father, goodbye, or never see each other again, son Chu Wuhen's final pen!"

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

"The Demon God killed Chu Wuhen?" Chu Feng asked, very excited as he spoke, and he was trembling, wishing to tear the sky apart.

He saw those pasts on the rocks. His son once said that the decline had happened to him. After entering his twilight years, his blood and energy were drying up. He wanted to go to himself and choose a place where no one could end his life.

However, in the end, Chu Wuhen was still killed and swallowed by the demon god!

"Yes, the Demon God locked in the old god whose strength had plummeted in advance, and did not allow him to escape. Thunder attacked and killed him in front of an abyss, and refined all his divine particles and Taoist ancestor substances on the spot."

Fei Xi's scalp was numb and she whispered here, not daring to look at Chu Feng, so scared that she almost collapsed.

"Little Taoist..." Chu Feng whispered, feeling really heartbroken. Although this son repeatedly opposed him, he was his descendant after all. And judging from the engravings on the rocks, Chu Wuhen valued friendship and died so miserably.

"What kind of god is Chu Wuhen?" Chu Feng asked with grief.

"He calls himself the Heavenly Lord, not the God, everyone calls him the Heavenly Lord." The golden rhino replied cautiously.

"Demon God, I want to kill you and destroy your entire clan!" At this moment, Chu Feng was almost demonized, his eyes were extremely deep, almost black.

The sound he made was not very high, but it was cold and bone-black, invading people's bones and souls.

It was so painful that the little Taoist died very miserably. In the end, he couldn't even stop himself. He was targeted by the new god and was swallowed alive.

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

"I want to slaughter this world and destroy the entire plateau of ferocious beasts. You gods deserve to die!" This declaration and this terrible sound shocked this area.

The ground rocks roll and the soil layer cracks.

The four-winged flying rhinoceros was so scared that it trembled all over. He knelt down and was very frightened and whispered: "Don't shout anymore. If someone hears it and is known by His Majesty the Demon God, we will all die and cannot survive."

I don’t know how long it took, but Chu Feng gradually calmed down and landed on the ground with a golden rhino, asking, “Have you heard of this woman Qin Luoyin?”

"I have heard that it seems that it is the mother of the Heavenly Lord who died very early."

"Where is Yingxian?"

"I have also heard that I was called a peerless beauty with the mother of Tianzun at that time, and was famous all over the world."

...

Chu Feng asked casually, listening to the past, thinking about those people, in the few days he spent, the world had been over 800 years. He felt extremely regretful, sad, things changed, and sad, and sad in his heart.

Chu Feng threw down the four-winged flying rhinoceros, turned around and rushed towards the stone millstone area, disappeared from the wasteland in an instant, passed through the hilly areas, and came to this quiet place again.

Standing in front of these rocks and looking at the handwriting engraved with the wind and frost of time, Chu Feng felt that his feelings were difficult to control himself, and he was in a trance. His heart was really hurt.

Not long ago, he rushed out from here, still suspicious, and still held some hope, trying to prove that the things that happened were illusory and fake, but the reality was so cruel that it was bloody after uncovering the scar, and it hurt even more!

No matter what, Chu Feng couldn't accept it. It was too sudden. He was not mentally prepared and had a great impact on him.

Tears blurred his eyes, and in a trance, the voice, appearance and smile of those people appeared before their eyes again.

However, they were all dead and were gone, causing Chu Feng's heart to be painful, as if the sharp claws of a large bird of prey were scratched across his heart. He was trembling, his soul light was rising and falling violently, and he wanted to roar, wanting to roar loudly between the sky and the earth.

How can this be done? Those people and those things seem to be still yesterday.

However, after a brief separation, when he came back, it was already changing, and things changed, and there was no one left. Even the son who always fucked him was already in a state of sorrow, and the fate was so miserable.

I will never see you again. Once you part, it will be eight hundred years, and it will become a separation from death. Those people completely dissipate from this world.

Chu Feng roared lowly, then roared loudly, shaking the world, and then he raised his fist to the sky, unable to bear it anymore, and he wished he could kill the ferocious beast plateau immediately and kill the demon god!

At the same time, he also wanted to kill the God of War with his own hands, but even such an enemy died in the years and would never be seen again.

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

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

But now, once you die, it will disappear forever and you will never see it in your life.

This kind of pain and this sad and sad mood is hard to describe. Chu Feng wanted to yell, want to fight with others, and fight forever, and does not want to immerse himself in this kind of sadness.

The whole world was filled with his roar, like a lonely wolf roaring sadly, in the roaring moon, and finally he came back tremblingly and stood in front of these rocks with engravings.

He rubbed it with his hands and carefully touched the words on the cold stones, as if he was stroking one vivid face after another, and those people appeared in front of him again.

For a long time, he remained silent, with tears on his face, and finally stone chips flew. He carved words under each rock, responding to the comments from that year.

Each article embodies his hard work and contains his feelings, as if he saw those old friends talking to them again.

The cold and quiet Yingxian, the naughty and quirky silver-haired little loli, the good brother Ouyang Feng who always looks at people with his eyes squint, and he is also unhappy in his life. At the last moment of his life, Qin Luoyin, who looks at the stone millstone in the direction of the last moment of his life...

Chu Feng carved words on the rock, talking to them, telling everything in his heart, and communicating with them. He felt as if he had transcended life and death, cut off the yin and yang, and saw them again.

For a moment, tears were whirling, and Chu Feng was very sad.

He was really hurt and painful, and he felt that the whole world was silent, there was no more joy, no smile, and the sky was dark.

The stone chips were flying, and he responded to the messages one by one here.

At the end, when he saw the handwriting of the little Taoist priest, Chu Feng felt upset and couldn't help but sigh when he thought of his death so miserably.

He kept carving the ground, and the ground was covered with stone powder, as if he was having a father-son conversation through time and space. He wrote out the treasures he passed down from the family that the Taoist priest had been thinking about and told him where he was hiding in the starry sky.

Suddenly, Chu Feng felt something strange and dispersed his senses, and found that there was a cloud floating in the distance.

"Son, since you are so concerned about the treasure, it is useless to write it out for you to show it. If you can't sense it in the spring, I will burn it for you!"
Chapter completed!