"How is this possible, a little ghost, how can you come into contact with such things? Ah... no, I don't want to die!"

Wuhuang was wailing. It was hard to imagine that a sub-saint was so frightened, screaming with a sad expression, a painful expression, a panic expression, and a full of horror.

The gray mist on his body turned into a human form, lying on his body, biting and gnawing fiercely, like a beast culling the herbivorous animal, very fierce, born to suppress, domineering and bloody.

"puff!"

Tenghuang's body shrank directly, as if it had been absorbed by a large amount of blood and soul light, and his whole body was depressed.

boom!

He waved his huge body, and the body of a snake slammed into the mountains. The body of a snake was like a steel whip or a sharp sword. It directly eliminated a mountain, and the half of the mountain flew into the sky.

"I said that even those who are so arrogant and domineering as me are dead, and you are not very good either. It seems that you will die faster." Chu Feng stood on the ruins of the broken stone palace, looking at the deserted wilderness in the mountains in the distance, his words were full of indifference.

"I want me to die? How could it be? I want to survive!" Tenghuang growled, and suddenly turned into a human body again, his body shrank, and his body was covered with various symbols. He was using the secret technique of the Tengser tribe, trying to prosper his life.

"Ah..." However, he screamed again, and the human figure transformed from gray mist narrowed, becoming more condensed, entangled with him, seeking his life.

"This... is even more terrifying than ordinary god-level substances. Oh my God, any god can't live long after touching it." Teng Huang screamed in horror.

As a sub-saint, how could he lose his composure in daily life? All of this is because this gray substance is too fatal, far beyond his expectations, which shocked him.

With a brush, his blood and energy dried up a lot, swallowed by the gray substance, and his whole body quickly became weak.

Chu Feng naturally knew what was going on. This gray matter was extracted from the strongest group of old gods. The most important thing was that it was rich and large. The strange matter on the bodies of hundreds of gods was mixed together. How terrible?

Even the god was tortured by this gray matter and was extremely desolate. He died in panic in his later years, not to mention that he was in the desert. He lost most of his life in the short time.

Wu Huang found that it was probably impossible for him to survive. He roared: "Even if I die, I will pull you!"

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

However, the gray mist entangled again, turning into a human form, turning into a beast, turning into a ghost, constantly changing, and integrating into his body.

"Ah, you... Fourth Brother, why are you alive again? I'm hallucinating, you've been killed by me for twenty years!" Tenghuang's eyes growled in scarlet.

He rushed towards Chu Feng again, trying to attack him.

Chu Feng was not afraid, so he pulled up the gourd, and then suddenly slapped the bottom of the green-skinned gourd, and with a bang, more and more rich gray substances were sprayed out of the gourd's mouth.

In an instant, these gray matter turned into headless ghosts, red-haired old corpse apes, hideous demons, shrill beasts, etc., and all rushed to Venghuang.

Although he was a sub-saint, he fell straight down and was flooded by the gray matter.

"Damn it, this is a mutated gray matter. The gods will die when they come. It is the most powerful strange matter. Oh my God, isn't I really going to die here and be killed by an ant?!" Teng Huang howled, too unwilling to accept it. He is a sub-saint, and he is the kind of creature who has reached this point in a short period of time. He is arrogant, but the result is so miserable.

In his opinion, the so-called miserable old age will not arrive until at least six or seven hundred years old.

"Haha..." Chu Feng stood in the distance and smiled coldly, saying, "You looked down at me with a high posture, but in the end you were trampled to death by an ant in your eyes, which is ridiculous."

"When you go to the world, you can only have the only way to live. I want to survive..." Wu Huang's voice was very weak, but he struggled and wanted to escape.

When Chu Feng heard this, his heart moved. Is there a way out in the world?

Thinking of this, he controlled the green-skin gourd, reclaimed some gray fog substance, and reduced the damage of the wolf.

"Um?!"

At this moment, Tenghuang was shocked, and he was frightened. He stared at the green-skin gourd and said tremblingly: "The innate divine thing born in chaos?!"

At the same time, he was extremely angry and unwilling to accept that the ant in his eyes actually had such a treasure?

Ordinary containers can only temporarily store gray matter, and will be eroded and destroyed soon, or even be directly annihilated. Only the innate divine objects born in chaos can retract and release gray matter freely.

"You can survive when you reach the living?" Chu Feng asked him.

"Let me go!" Wu Huang spoke, although he was still lying on the ground, his eyes were full of desire.

He felt that Chu Feng could use the green-skin gourd to take away 90% of the gray matter on his body, of course, there must be a part that cannot be eradicated and has long been integrated into his flesh and blood and soul.

However, as long as he takes more than 90% of it, he will have the opportunity to live for a while and find a way to go to the world of the world along the road sealed by his ancestors, it is better than sitting there like this and waiting to die.

"If you don't say it, forget it." Chu Feng sneered, and slapped the bottom of the green-skin gourd again, and a piece of gray matter erupted out immediately.

This gray matter is particularly sensitive to the bloodline of god-level creatures and divine beasts, and it directly culled and rushed forward suddenly.

"Ah..." Tenghuang screamed.

In an instant, his body was cramped and his body was filled with fishy smell. It was his own decay and his blood was full of rotten smell.

The strangeness of the god in his later years and all kinds of terrible things were reflected in Veng Huang. He was just a sub-saint, how could he bear it?

"Give me aside, I have no grudges with you, take away the fog." Tenghuang spoke again, completely surrendered, and lowered his posture.

At the same time, he also told that there is an ancient and terrifying supreme existence in the world. Sleeping in a few special mountains and rivers, he may have the ability to help people resolve this strange substance.

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

"Yes, some of them dared to hunt down our world, who had really practiced the Six Paths of Time Technique, could it not be powerful? I guess there are probably no supreme methods, perhaps purifying a little gray matter."

In fact, Wuhuang is just a guess and cannot be sure.

Chu Fengran was silent. He knew how powerful he was in the world, but he still did not have a clear understanding of how strong he was. He could not calculate the depth, because he would be impacted by other legends of those characters every time, and he was boundlessly strong!

Then, Chu Feng ignored the Genghuang and let the gray matter submerge him, turning into ghosts after ghost, and finally all of them penetrated into Genghuang's body.

The smell was swelling, the gray mist was floating, and there was a mess, and the wasteland was surrounded by dirty blood. He couldn't even scream, and he crawled there and couldn't move.

I just occasionally stretched out a hand and grabbed it in Chu Feng's direction. There was resentment, fear, and the intention of begging for mercy. I wanted Chu Feng to let him go.

Chu Feng ignored him and sat down to watch him slowly decay.

Then, he turned around and looked at Jinlin, Shi Hong, Yuhua Divine Body and others.

None of these people dared to escape. They were really frightened by the gray matter. They had known what this was for more than a year after they came to this world.

Once they are infected, even if they commit suicide and escape back to the original universe, they will not be able to get rid of it and will be entangled.

In fact, Chu Feng really wanted to bombard them with a green-skinned gourd to release gray matter, but he was worried that the souls of these people's souls would return to the original universe with a large amount of gray matter, which would cause a disaster and implicate other people.

So, in the end he held back.

"Well, I understand. You are afraid that gray matter will infect our universe, so you dare not attack us easily, right?" Daozi Jinlin was the first to wake up.

The Eagle Divine Body nodded and said, "Yes, although you have a black soul bell, you can force our souls to leave behind, but gray matter may also defile your soul bell."

"Brother Chu, what do you think of this? You walk on your Yangguan Road and we walk on our single-plank bridge. How about the well water not interfering with the river?" Shi Hong spoke.

"Fellow Taoist farewell, say goodbye!" Daozi Jinlin bowed and said with a smile.

"Brother Chu, say goodbye!" The Golden Sky Spider, the Young Master of the Baifeng Clan and others also smiled and turned around and wanted to leave.

"You think I can't do anything to you without using gray matter? When I came to this world, I beat you alone, let alone now?"

Chu Feng was quite calm, then raised his big hand and grabbed it forward, one person trying to fight them all.

With a brush, the two qi of Yin and Yang flowed and turned into the light of Yin and Yang. This is a wonderful technique that is parallel to the five-colored divine light. It swept forward and has a great power!

Bang!

Bai Fengzhu roared, and his soul light shook violently. He turned into a white phoenix and blasted at the yin and yang light that was rushing towards him. He screamed with feathers flying, and his whole body coughed his soul blood and flew out.

Jinlin Daozi's eyes flashed and he whispered: "There are two rare substances in heaven and earth, yin and yang, on him!"

How could he not be surprised? The Taoist clan has such a profound foundation, but he just prepared a rare substance for him, because it was too rare.

Therefore, he took the path of breaking all things with one skill.

As far as he knows, no other people have this level of rare treasures in heaven and earth. Even the substances that Yingxian cultivates the five-color divine light can only be regarded as quasi-disciplined treasures, and cannot be said to be the rarest thing in heaven and earth.

Jin Lin chose to take action against Chu Feng and the others earlier, and also had this consideration because he had heard that Chu Feng had cultivated into the light of yin and yang, and believed that he had rare materials in his body, so he wanted to take this opportunity to intercept it.

Now he saw it with his own eyes!

In fact, Chu Feng has already set his sights on Jinlin and has heard Yingxian mention that among their generation, only Daozi Jinlin can be sure that there is a rare material in heaven and earth, which is one of the materials for practicing the Seven Treasures!

Chu Feng has collected two types of them, so he will naturally not let the one on Jinlin out today!

"Hehe... Jinlin, thank you!" Chu Feng spoke with a smile.

In an instant, the golden scales were terrified.

At the end of the earth, the little Taoist priest and others found Yaoyao and were rushing towards the place where something was wrong at a very fast speed.

"Brother, you must hold on and live!" Many people were praying.

"Dad...Dad!" The little Taoist priest was even more sad, and finally shouted loudly: "Dad, I forgot... I didn't let you make a will!"

"Big nephew, stop howling. If your father comes out in a while, he will definitely beat you up!" Next to him, the big black bull reminded him.

"How is it possible? It's been so long, he will definitely not be able to hold on." Then the little Taoist priest howled again and said, "Dad... You are so miserable. No matter how talented you are, you can only die before you grow up. I'm so sad, and I forgot to let you make a will. Woo... What is the heirloom treasure in our family? Dad, you can manifest the spirit of heaven, come out and tell me!"

"Play!"

"Ouch! Mom, don't hit me!"
Chapter completed!