The strong man became angry and angry.

It has been almost a month, and every time Chu Feng was dying, he came back to life.

Everyone's mood is a little uneasy.

Worried that Chu Feng would die.

"Born from death, only by going to silence and ruin can we be reborn."

"All kinds of laws are not as good as my own laws!"

"Thousands of gravity are not as strong as my own strength."

"The sky and the earth are vast, and the scriptures and ancient laws are as vast as the stars in the sky, but none of them are me!"

"but."

"As time goes by, even if it spans the past and present, there is no one that is not me!"

This day.

Chu Feng sat cross-legged in front of the courtyard.

He no longer reads, just like a mortal listening to the sound of wind and water.

If you have some understanding.

then.

His life was extinguished.

"died!"

Countless people were excited. Inside and outside the mountain village, the old saint and others all sighed.

"It's actually true!"

"He walked toward death, and the last bit of his true spirit dissipated."

The group of people left.

He respected Chu Feng's last instructions, and after his death, he was allowed to fend for himself and no longer paid attention to anything.

To leave peacefully in silence.

After death.

Whether fighting for opportunities or otherwise, there is no need to stand in the way. At the same time, there is no need to say goodbye to old friends and seniors.

"Let's go!" Old Sage, Xue Yan, Chu Tianzheng, and even Dao Sect Saint, Dao Sage, etc.

They all retreated.

I left here looking lonely.

They captured Chu Feng's thoughts and true spirit, which had dissipated.

"real or fake?"

"died?"

The rest of the people came from various sects, and the powerful ones who had been waiting for a long time had an unreal feeling.

Been struggling for so long.

Comprehend endless ancient Dharma and scriptures.

Finally, he uttered such amazing insights and words.

then.

died?

"It seems that he is indeed dead."

"There is no way to recover, he is truly dead, and there are no traces of him in the world."

"The high priest in my altar, if I try to deduce it, I can't see his future. It's nothingness, deathly silent, and I can't see his energy and traces. He should have died!"

The light returns.

Beside him, a dozen geniuses who had participated in hunting in the past also appeared quietly.

They were whispering and talking.

"So, what are you waiting for?"

Night sky.

Someone made a sound.

At this moment, the war is about to break out. After brewing for several days, Chu Feng dies, and a battle of incredible odds is about to begin.

boom!

Someone broke the silence first.

It turned into a bright light, dragged a long tail flame, flowed thousands of miles, and rushed directly to the mountain village.

That was a saint from an ancient sect.

It's extraordinary, its strength is monstrous, it bursts out with brilliant power, it's wild, it opens and closes in a big way.

"The inheritance of the demon is related to the great catastrophe. It is a glimmer of hope that everyone can get!"

He waved his hand.

Wow!

The power of the saint intertwined its origins and became a huge palm, which was pushed horizontally with a slap.

He grabbed Chu Feng's body directly.

The Word has become weak.

Sitting peacefully on the wooden chair, as if sleeping!

However.

Just when he was about to touch it, an ancient sword dozens of feet in size soared into the sky, bringing with it a swath of starlight.

The sword light whirled and directly cut off a side of the sky.

The two forces collided violently. At the same time, dozens of figures took action.

Spanning hundreds of miles, the stream of light flickered and rushed in this direction with overwhelming momentum.

The mountain village is shaking.

The only remaining people woke up with a start.

The world seemed to have collapsed, and they saw tens of thousands of brilliant lights, lighting up the night sky into day.

This scene is so amazing.

Among them, there are at least ten saints who are taking action.

However.

No one noticed.

At this time.

A little bit of brilliance, a drop of vitality, rhythmically moving in the heaven and earth.

In that dead body.

There are strange scenes that are constantly overlapping and reflecting on the whole body.

"What is that?" You Tianjiao woke up in shock.

Captured this subtle change.

From Chu Feng’s body.

He has been silent and declining, but bits and pieces of the past are emerging.

Feiyun Sect.

Furukawa.

Then comes the Imperial City of Dachu.

Even in the past, it was a place where we fought against many powerful people from outside the region.

Mountains, rivers and earth evolve in the body.

As if he were going through his life, various ancient methods and scriptures, although not strong, turned into important scenes and manifested corresponding pictures.

This is evolving his own life.

All kinds of practice, just to make the past emerge one by one?

Or.
To be continued...