Eight hundred and twentieth eight chapters did not make a will
"How is this possible, a god-level weird substance? How can a little ghost like you come into contact with this kind of thing? Ah... no, I don't want to die!"
Tanhuang was wailing. It was hard to imagine that a sub-sage was so frightened, screaming miserably, with an expression of pain and panic, full of horror.
The gray mist on his body turned into a human form, lying on his body, biting and gnawing fiercely, like a ferocious beast killing herbivores, very ferocious, naturally suppressive, domineering and bloody.
"puff!"
Tan Huang's body immediately shrank by one size, as if a large amount of blood essence and soul light had been absorbed, and his whole body became sluggish.
boom!
He waved his huge body and struck the mountain with its snake body. The snake's body was like a steel whip and a sharp sword. It directly eliminated a mountaintop and the half of the mountaintop flew high into the sky.
"I said, people as arrogant and domineering as me have died, and you are no better. It seems that you will die faster." Chu Feng stood on the ruins of the broken stone palace and looked at the mountains in the distance.
The words are full of indifference.
"You want me to die? How is it possible? I want to live!" Tan Huang roared, and suddenly he transformed into a human body again, his body shrunk and covered with various symbols. He was using the Tan Snake Clan's secret technique, trying to renew himself.
life.
"Ah..." However, he screamed again right after, and the humanoid figure transformed into gray mist shrank and became more condensed, entangled with him and demanding his life.
"This... is more terrifying than ordinary god-level substances. Oh my god, no god can live long if he touches it." Tan Huang shouted in horror.
As a sub-sage, he was usually calm and calm, how could he lose his composure like this? All because this gray substance was too deadly, far beyond his expectation, which frightened him.
With a brushing sound, a large amount of his blood dried up and was swallowed by the gray substance, and his whole body weakened rapidly.
Chu Feng naturally knew what was going on. This gray substance was extracted from the strongest group of old gods. The most important thing was that it was rich and large. The strange substances from hundreds of gods were mixed together. How terrifying was it?
Even the gods were tortured by this gray substance and became extremely desolate. He died in panic in his later years, let alone Qianhuang. He lost most of his life in a short time.
Tan Huang realized that it was almost impossible for him to survive. He roared: "Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"
He struggled hard, sat up suddenly, and wanted to rush towards Chu Feng.
However, the gray mist entangled itself again, turning into human form, beasts, and ghosts, constantly changing, trying to merge into his body.
"Ah, you... fourth brother, how come you are alive again, hallucination, get out of here, you have been killed by me twenty years ago!" Tan Huang growled with scarlet eyes.
He pounced on Chu Feng again, wanting to attack him.
Chu Feng was not afraid, he pulled up the gourd Sai, and then suddenly slapped the bottom of the green-skinned gourd. With a bang, more and richer gray substance spurted out from the mouth of the gourd.
In an instant, these gray substances turned into headless ghosts, red-haired old corpse apes, ferocious demon heads, miserable beasts, etc., all of which pounced on Tan Huang.
Although he was a sub-sage, he fell straight down and was submerged by the gray substance.
"Damn it, this is a mutated gray substance. All gods will fall when they come. It is the most powerful weird substance. Oh my God, is it really that I, Tanhuang, am going to die here, killed by an ant?!" Tanhuang
Huang Howl was so unwilling. He was a sub-sage, and he was the kind of creature who had reached this point in a short period of time. He was arrogant and arrogant, but the result was so miserable.
In his opinion, the so-called bleak old age should not come until at least six or seven hundred years old.
"Haha..." Chu Feng stood in the distance with a cold smile and said, "It's ridiculous that you looked down at me with such a high attitude, but in the end you were trampled to death by the ants in your eyes."
"Going to the underworld is the only way to survive. I want to live..." Qian Huang's voice was weak, but he struggled to escape.
When Chu Feng heard this, his heart moved. Is there a way to survive in the world?
Thinking of this, he controlled the green gourd to recover some of the gray mist substances to reduce the damage caused by Tan Huang.
"Um?!"
At this moment, Tan Huang was shocked and frightened. He stared at the green-skinned gourd and said in a trembling voice: "An innate divine object born from chaos?!"
At the same time, he was extremely angry and unwilling. The ant in his eyes actually possessed such a treasure?
Ordinary containers can only hold gray matter for a short period of time, and will soon be eroded, damaged, or even directly annihilated. Only this kind of innate divine object born in chaos can freely store and release gray matter.
"Will you be able to survive in the underworld?" Chu Feng asked him.
"Let me go!" Tan Huang said. Although he was still lying on the ground, his eyes were full of longing.
He felt that Chu Feng could use the green-skinned gourd to remove 90% of the gray matter from his body. Of course, some of it must be ineradicable and has already been integrated into his flesh and soul.
However, as long as he takes away more than 90%, he will have a chance to live for a while and find a way. Even if he goes to the underworld along the road sealed by his ancestors, it is better than sitting here and waiting for death.
"Forget it if you don't tell me." Chu Feng sneered, and with a bang, he flapped the bottom of the green gourd again, and a piece of gray substance suddenly erupted.
This gray substance is particularly sensitive to god-level creatures and the blood of mythical beasts, so it kills them directly and rushes forward suddenly.
"Ah..." Tan Huang screamed.
For a moment, his whole body convulsed, and his body emitted a fishy smell. It was because he was decaying, and his blood was filled with the smell of decay.
The weirdness of the god in his later years and all kinds of terrible things are all reflected in Tan Huang. He is just a sub-sage, how can he bear it?
"Spare me, there is no grudge between you and me. Take away this gray mist." Qian Huang spoke again, completely surrendering and lowering his posture.
At the same time, he also informed that there is an ancient and terrifying supreme existence in the underworld, sleeping in certain special mountains and terrains, and may be able to help people resolve this strange substance.
"What, are they so powerful?" Chu Feng looked moved.
"Yes, some of them dared to hunt the originators of our world who have truly practiced the Six Paths of Time. How could they not be so powerful? I guess they probably have supreme means and may be able to purify a little gray matter."
In fact, Tan Huang is just a guess and cannot be determined.
Chu Feng was silent. He knew how powerful Yang Jian was, but he still didn't have a clear understanding of how powerful he was. He couldn't measure its depth, because every time he would be shocked by other legends about those characters, how powerful they were.
!
Then, Chu Feng ignored Tan Huang and let the gray matter submerge him, turning into one fierce ghost after another, and finally all of them got into Tan Huang's body.
The stench hit his nostrils, gray mist floated, the place was in a mess, and the surrounding area was covered in blood. He couldn't even scream, and lay there, unable to move.
He just occasionally stretched out a hand and grabbed it in the direction of Chu Feng. There was resentment, fear, and begging for mercy in his eyes, hoping that Chu Feng would let him go.
Chu Feng ignored him and watched him slowly decay.
Then, he turned back to look at Jin Lin, Shi Hong, Yuhua Shenti and others.
None of these people dared to escape. They were really frightened by the gray matter. They had been in this world for more than a year and already knew what it was.
Once they are infected, even if they commit suicide and escape back to their original universe, they will not be able to get rid of it and will be entangled.
In fact, Chu Feng just wanted to blast them with a green-skin gourd and release gray matter, but he was worried that 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 endured it.
"Well, I understand. You are afraid of gray matter infecting our universe, so you don't dare to attack us easily, right?" Daozi Jinlin was the first to wake up.
The Feathered Divine Body nodded and said: "Yes, although you have a black soul bell, you can forcibly keep our souls, but gray matter may also contaminate your soul bell."
"Brother Chu, what do you think about this? You take your Yangguan Road, and we take our single-plank bridge. How about the well water does not interfere with the river water?" Shi Hong said.
"Goodbye, fellow Taoist, farewell!" Daozi Jinlin cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"Brother Chu, farewell!" The Golden Sky Spider, the young master of the White Phoenix Tribe and others also smiled and turned around to leave.
"You think I can't do anything to you without using gray matter? When I first came to this world, I beat a group of you all by myself, let alone now?!"
Chu Feng was quite calm, and then he raised his big hand and grabbed it forward. He wanted to fight them all by himself.
With a brushing sound, 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-color divine light. It sweeps forward with great power!
Bang!
Young Master Bai Fengzhu roared, and his soul light shook violently. He turned into a white phoenix and blasted towards the yin and yang light that came towards him. However, he was beaten with a scream, his feathers flew into the air, and he coughed up soul blood and flew around.
go out.
Jinlin Daozi's eyes flashed and he whispered: "Yin and Yang, two precious substances of heaven and earth, are in him!"
How could he not be surprised, how profound the Tao clan's heritage was, but they only prepared a rare material from heaven and earth for him, because it was too rare.
Therefore, he took the path of defeating all laws with one technique.
As far as he knew, no one else had this level of precious material from heaven and earth. Even the material that reflected the five-color divine light of the banished immortal could only be regarded as a quasi-rare thing, not the rarest thing in heaven and earth.
Jin Lin chose to attack Chu Feng and the others earlier because he had heard that Chu Feng had cultivated the light of yin and yang, and thought that he had precious substances from heaven and earth, and wanted to take this opportunity to intercept them.
Now he sees it with his own eyes!
In fact, Chu Feng has also been eyeing Jin Lin for a long time. He has long heard Ying Banxian mention it. Among their generation, only Daozi Jin Lin can be sure that he has a precious substance from heaven and earth, which is a substance for practicing the seven treasures.
one!
Chu Feng has already collected two types, and naturally he will not let go of the one on Jin Lin today!
"Haha... Jinlin, thank you!" Chu Feng said with a smile.
In an instant, the golden scales were awe-inspiring.
At the end of the earth, the little Taoist priest and others found Yaoyao and were now rushing towards the place of the accident.
"Brother, you must hold on and stay alive!" Many people were praying.
"Dad...Dad!" The little Taoist priest was howling, very sad. Finally, he shouted loudly: "Dad, I forgot...I didn't let you make a will!"
"Niece, stop howling. If your father comes out alive and kicking soon, I'm sure to beat you up!" Beside him, the big black cow reminded him.
"How is it possible? It's been so long. He definitely can't hold on." Then, the little Taoist howled again and said: "Dad... you are so miserable. You are so talented that you can't stand up to the Yasheng before you grow up.
It can only be a dead end. I'm so sad, and I forgot to ask you to make a will again, wuwu... What is our family's heirloom and where is it? Dad, please manifest your spirit in heaven and come out and tell me!
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"Pop!"
"Ouch! Mom, don't hit me!"
"Niece, I have a hunch that you will be spanked into eighteen pieces by your father soon!" Lao Donkey said in a very sure tone.