The words of the Painting Saint are somewhat sad, but what he says is true.W    w√W√.

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The Age of All Saints is over, and that is over.

Although they have their bloodline inheritance, they all died in the end. Even as powerful as the Holy King, they all fell in the long river of time.

"Father!"

When the shopkeeper heard his father's farewell words, he couldn't calm down.

"Life well for the father, one day, you will enter the divine realm and flatten the old thief's palace for the father, even if you avenge your father." The Painting Saint said to his son.

"Okay, I will definitely fulfill my wish for my father!" The shopkeeper agreed with the important focus.

The Painting Saint nodded with satisfaction, and then began to use his means to send Chu Feng into the altar.

The soul creation god has not fully awakened, and has just been seriously injured, so he has no ability to stop the Hua Sheng and Chu Feng.

The Painting Saint used all his remaining soul power to build a safe passage for Chu Feng, so that Chu Feng could safely enter the altar.

"senior!"

Chu Feng couldn't help but be moved when he saw the painting sacred place.

"I should have died long ago. I just want to make my death more meaningful. If you really respect me as your senior, it will make my death more meaningful." The Painting Saint said to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng nodded heavily, then stepped onto the passage made by the Painting Saint, using all his soul power.

Chu Feng is really like walking forward on the corpse of his predecessor. Wherever Chu Feng passed, the soul power of the painting saint immediately shattered.

The Painting Saint was able to hold on for so long, and it had reached his limit. He just now settled on the soul Creation God and had exhausted his last energy.

He was able to build such a safe passage for Chu Feng, which was already a breakthrough in the limit.

With the protection of the Painting Saint, Chu Feng also passed the last ten feet of distance very easily and safely.

After passing the last ten feet of distance, the passage built by the painting sanctuary at Chu Feng's feet completely collapsed.

Successfully stepping into the altar means Chu Feng is safe.

This altar legend is the place to communicate with the souls of immortals. Not to mention the soul creation god with only the divine nature, even the soul creation god in its heyday cannot do anything here.

Seeing that the Painting Saint was successful, the Soul Creator God felt that he was humiliated and roared with anger, saying, "Do you think this can change anything? What did you think you, a junior, could not do, do you think this junior who was worse than you?"

"The waves of the Yangtze River urge the waves of the previous waves. We are all old, I am old, and you are old. I am going to die, and you are going to die too." The painting saint said calmly.

"No! I am the Creator God, the God of Heaven, and I am immortal." The Creator God of Soul roared.

"What if the heaven and earth are destroyed!" Chu Feng, who was already on the altar, looked at the soul Creator God and said coldly.

When the Soul Creation God heard Chu Feng's words, he couldn't help but feel shocked, and then suddenly said viciously: "Who can destroy me if the heaven and earth are immortal!"

Chu Feng looked at the soul Creation God and said, "Then I will destroy it today."

After saying that, Chu Feng directly used the Xuanhuang Gong with all his strength.

Chu Feng has not actively used the Xuanhuang Gong for a long time, because Xuanhuang Gong has long been integrated into Chu Feng's soul and has become a part of Chu Feng's soul.

When it is needed to work, Chu Feng doesn’t need to take the initiative to operate it, just one thought is enough.

But this time, Chu Feng took the initiative to use Xuanhuang Gong.

With the operation of Xuanhuang Gong, changes also occurred on the altar.

There was a light on the altar.

Although this light is weak and very ordinary, it makes the soul create the god of the world and produces endless fear.

You should know that back then, they tried countless methods, but never made the altar react at all. But Chu Feng now made the altar react.

The already illusory Painting Saint looked at Chu Feng and responded to the altar and slowly dissipated with a smile. He completed his task, did what he wanted to do, without any regrets.

"Father!"

The shopkeeper was obviously the most devastating one. He came here to find his father.

But my father found it, and my father said a few words to him in total, and then he got off forever.

From great joy to great sorrow, even the shopkeeper who has been practicing for tens of millions of years cannot accept it.

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"You are a junior, you can't change anything. If I want to kill you, it's as simple as crushing an ant to death!" The soul creation god looked at Chu Feng in the center of the altar and shouted loudly.

Chu Feng looked at the soul Creator God pitifully and said, "Is it to give myself courage? If so, you may be disappointed."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he began to burn his soul and injected all his soul power into Xuanhuang Gong.

With Chu Feng's desperate efforts, the altar also shone with more dazzling light, and something extraordinary seemed to be brewing in it. A truly shocking storm is likely to unfold.

The soul Creator God looked at the pressure emitted from the altar and felt a strong sense of fear. He even smelled the smell of death.

"No! I am immortal! I create the world and will never die!" The soul Creator God continued to cheer himself up with such words.

At the same time, he also took action, trying to stop Chu Feng's actions.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The Soul Creator God took out all his special skills, but they were all bounced off by the altar.

Chu Feng looked at the soul Creation God, and was filled with pity and sorrow.

The soul creation god looked at Chu Feng, who had shrunk a lot, and said, "If you do this, you will die."

Chu Feng said, "If you can take you on the road together, my death is worth it. I am just a small supreme, but you are the Creation God. If you take you on the road together, I think the pressure in the cultivation world will be much less. What's more, I'm killing a Creation God, what else can I not satisfy?"

"You..." The Soul Creation God was really angry with Chu Feng.

"I'm going to kill you, the junior!"

Chu Feng mocked, saying, "Can you do it?"

"My friend Chu!"

The shopkeeper looked at Chu Feng, who had lost his body and had only a ball of light, couldn't help but speak.
Chapter completed!