Since you choose to betray, you should be prepared to be liquidated.
It's just a pity.
There was no Qingyi left.
"His state is very wrong. He is sometimes strong and sometimes weak!"
"Perhaps we are at the point of recovery."
"Forbidden blood itself has a big problem. People who get the complete forbidden blood are like containers, waiting for them to be revived and occupied."
"Perhaps this was the reason for the God of the past. No wonder no one tried to save that God in the past."
Chu Feng talked with Zhulong.
Qing Yi's state is very strange.
Being in the middle between strong and weak, when fighting against him, the power that explodes is not in line with one's own.
Otherwise, it shouldn't be defeated so easily.
"Nine forbidden bloods, divine generals, divine sons." Chu Feng whispered, and the home port fell silent.
All these things can only be cut with a sharp sword.
He turned around and strode away.
The figure straddles the void, walking forward from this borderland.
The vast land is covered with scorched earth, so tragic and tragic, with blood everywhere.
Countless masters shed blood and died here, with their bodies mutilated and no flesh and blood left.
The tragedy is too desolate.
This is not the most miserable place in the wilderness.
It has been swept away, and only a few remote ancient cities are still contending.
Chu Feng cannot protect everything.
His heart was heavy and he was speechless.
"Sometimes, that's how it goes, there's an end to human power."
"You can control the killing, but your killing is not strong enough to protect everyone."
Zhulong spoke out, he felt deeply.
After all, this is the age of mythology, and the existence that survives to this day is very ancient and vast.
"Let's go, their life and death have nothing to do with you?"
"The catastrophe is approaching, and everyone must protect themselves. You can't do it. In this case, you can only ensure yourself, survive, and be safe, that's enough!"
Zhulong spoke out.
In persuasion.
Chu Feng shook his head, his eyes sharp.
"I don't like this world."
"From the moment I was born, it seems that I am being pushed by others step by step."
"But."
"In this world, there are people I love after all."
"The stronger the strength, the heavier the burden. My martial arts will not allow me to back down from now on."
Chu Feng's eyes were firm.
His figure flickered and he gradually became determined.
The blood flowing in the body is still hot.
In fact, he didn't have much ambition or ideals, and he just walked along the way.
It all depends on one breath and gritting one’s teeth to persevere.
Persistent and stubborn.
To trace yourself back, you need to do many things that you have never done before.
now.
When he grew to a certain height, he was also confused.
But at this moment, I have witnessed so much and seen endless tragedy.
He suddenly understood.
far away.
Buzz!
In the borderland, an ancient city stands tall like Tianguan.
The mountains and rivers are stained with blood and mottled.
Above the clouds, there is a huge figure, constantly shuttling back and forth, looking tyrannically, crushing the void, manifesting itself through the ages.
That figure is like a mountain of mountains surrounding it.
"Ancestor-level creature!"
Chu Feng's heart moved.
This is the largest ancient city in the borderland, and it is also the last gate.
Countless figures, impacting across thousands of miles of territory.
Countless human masters are also fighting in a bloody battle.
And above the clouds and sky, the void is constantly cracking, and there is a distant ancestor-level creature, fighting in it, erasing the endless principles, the mighty breath, shaking like a huge wave.
It is like a series of heavenly mountains and temples surrounding it, with a strange shape.
There was nothingness, only a pair of eyes, like the bright moon, flickering in and out.
"He was injured and has not fully recovered."
"Ancestor-level creature!"
"Existences comparable to the level of the Ten Kings. These are the first batch of resurrected ancestor-level existences, right?"
"However, he met his opponent and was blocked from moving forward."
Candle Dragon Sound Transmission.
Chu Feng is also extremely different.
In the largest ancient city in the borderland, there is such a strong man sitting and guarding one side.
On the other side of the void, an old figure walks with a staggering pace. He has unparalleled fighting power. He is holding a weapon.
It was several times higher than him.
But overcoming obstacles and fighting in them, this is a master of the ninth level of calamity!
The reincarnation channel opened, but he didn't go far away.
Guard here.
Nowadays, the distant ancestor-level creatures have revived, dragging their broken bodies and come to fight.
To replenish blood and flesh.
was blocked by him.
"Mu Chengfeng, why bother?" A vast and ethereal voice came from the void.
Ancestor-level creatures, in their heyday, were equivalent to powerful quasi-emperors.
At the same level as the Ten Kings and Ten Emperors.
Fortunately, he did not fully recover and returned from the dust.
A peerless holy king who has reached the ninth level of calamity is enough to compete with him.
"Consume your vitality and move to the extreme. You will survive for a long time, and you will not have much vitality. If you do this, you will die faster."
"Wouldn't it be better to enjoy the last glory of life?"
"If you are willing, I can introduce you to submit to my Lord and give you a supreme physique and bloodline."
"Give you eternal life."
The distant ancestor-level creature made a sound, and the sound was loud and resounded in all directions.
In front of the ancient city of Bianhuang, countless human masters were fighting in a bloody battle.
They were extremely heroic, and when they heard such a sound, they all trembled.
The movements of his hands froze slightly.
However.
In the void, the old figure reflected in the void just shook his head.
His posture was too rickety, and he was swaying in nothingness.
The white hair is like a long waterfall.
A man stands in front of Tianguan with sharp eyes.
It was extremely difficult to hold countless weapons superior to him.
All over his body, there are bits and pieces of the Holy King's aura, turning into divine brilliance and sublimating to the extreme.
Within the body, vitality and Tao principles are burning inch by inch, turning into peerless divine power to compete with it.
"The distant ancestor-level creatures are still too strong after all."
"The ninth level of calamity, the energy and blood have declined, and I am unable to resist, so I can only burn myself!"
Chu Feng sighed, feeling sad in his heart.
In front of the ancient city of Bianhuang, that person was the only one who had the strength to fight against the ancestor-level creatures.
But that's all.
The strong human beings have little vitality and have survived an era, which is considered the ultimate.
and.
The Nine Heavens of Transformation Tribulation is still unable to compete with the level of the Ten Kings and Ten Emperors.
There is a big gap between them and distant ancestor-level creatures.
"Some people, as they get older, their minds become more and more shaken and they have to endure humiliation."
"However, there are also people who are born without a choice."
"Since the end of ancient times, I have been sitting in a borderland."
"My father's generation and my ancestors have left strong ink in every era."
"Throughout all the major eras, the Bianhuang clan has never deserted, only to die in battle!"
"Me too."
"Human."
"The older you get, the harder your blood becomes to cool down."
Mu Chengfeng's voice was not loud, and the vicissitudes of life had reached the extreme, making him look weak.
But the words contain endless power.
Steady and firm.
"Today, even if I die, you won't be able to step even half a step into the ancient city of Bianhuang."
"This is the last barrier. You alone can't do it. Wait until the others recover and you can attack again!"
The old man's tone echoed.
He held the weapon in hand and took one step at a time. His whole body was burning and the armor on his body was clanking.
There was nothingness and chaos, and only a few scenes were reflected.
Bloody light often spilled out along with the fragmented flesh and blood.