As everyone moved forward, a faint atmosphere began to spread, and everyone was speechless. Even Feng Xiaoyun, who had always been talking, became silent at this time...

After breaking out of the jungle, the vision suddenly opened up. A mountain that stretched for dozens of miles appeared in front of everyone. A sad and strong aura came to the face, and everyone stopped at the same time.

Ao Feng had never seen the mountains transformed by his father Ao Yan. At this time, he saw the majestic mountain range in front of him. His soul suddenly shook violently, standing there blankly, and two lines of clear tears quietly slid down.

"Feng, what's wrong?" Luo Bing asked in surprise.

...

"Roar..." Ao Feng suddenly burst out with a dragon roar that shook the sky, his body flashed, and rushed into the mountains.

"wind……"

"Boss!"

Huo Wu reached out and grabbed Luo Bing and said lightly: "Let him go, this is his father! The God War fell a few years ago."

Everyone widened their eyes with regret. Although they knew Ao Feng's identity vaguely, they did not expect that the boss's father was the protagonist of the Noah Forest God War a few years ago, and after his death, he turned into such a continuous mountain range.

"Don't bother him, let's wait for him here!" Huo Wu couldn't help feeling sad, not only because she was influenced by Ao Feng, who was connected to her soul, but also because she was very awe of the dragon god who challenged the gods of the universe alone.

Qiongqi's eyes were filled with tears. He felt the faint breath coming from the mountains transformed by Ao Yan, and he couldn't help but think of the figure that used the blood of the divine dragon to intensify his divine beast blood.

...

"Roar!" Ao Feng knelt at the corners of Longshan, feeling the faint familiar breath and the warm feeling, and couldn't help but feel sad. It was his father who protected him here and fought fiercely with the god of the underworld, Harid and the god of light, Taro. The war was raging, but his father did not let him suffer a slight damage. In the end, he forced himself to hold on to Taro's crazy attack and sent him away.

The father's breath seemed to linger around him, as if immersed in his father's arms. Ao Feng couldn't help but close his eyes and let two lines of tears flow, "Father..."

Ao Feng clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails pierced into his palms, and a faint blood mark oozed out. Although there was a faint breath left by his father on Longshan, there was no trace of his father's fluctuation, just like an ordinary rock.

"Why are you crying? Put away my tears. I'm not dead yet. Even if I die, you can't shed a tear on me. My sons are all iron men!!"

The father's voice still echoed in his ears, and Ao Feng murmured: "Father, my son is unfilial, I promise, this is my last cry!"

"It's all these gods in the sky!" Ao Feng roared silently in his heart, "taking away the fatherly love that he had cultivated in two lifetimes!"

No one saw that the tears dripping from Ao Feng's eyes gradually turned bloody, "Ah!"

Ao Feng roared angrily, and his figure suddenly soared into the sky. The dragon war spear Youranhuan was in his hand, "Sweep!" Ao Feng stabbed out with all his strength, and a black hole suddenly appeared in the sky...

"Tyro, I will kill you!" Ao Feng's roar shook the sky, and the Mo Demon Flame rose all over his body, looking at the gods above the sky above his head like a demon god.

...

"God of War, the boy in the lower world is clamoring again!" The god of disaster Di Sartre looked at the gloomy God of Light, and said lightly.

"I know!" The God of Light's God of War Taro looked a little unhappy, "Are you ready to arrange the gods in the lower world?"

"I have already gone down to the realm, but because of the problem of space fluctuations, the landing location has made some mistakes, but they have all rushed towards Noah!" A trace of splendor flashed in the eyes of the God of Disaster.

"Where is Rui Lei, the God of War?"

"He has also gone down and has arrived at the Kingdom of Lijian in the lower realm!"

"Let him go!" The God of Light War Taro sighed helplessly, "You must pay attention to the movements of those earth gods recently. The little guy below, let him be arrogant for a few days first!"

...

"Boss is you trying to kill to the God Realm?" Feng Xiaoyun looked at Ao Feng in the air and said in surprise.

"It's okay!" Huo Wu said lightly: "Without the peak cultivation level of the God-level, even if the combat power is reached, it will not be able to break through the barriers of this space!"

"Hehe, wait until the boss kills the gods, I'm the one!" Feng Xiaoyun said excitedly. After experiencing the battle of the gods and the war of the gods a few days ago, almost all the Chinese empires have no awe of the so-called gods in the heavens.

Of course, the Chinese Empire originally had no belief in the gods. Most of the Chinese Empire warriors believed that they were relying on themselves to improve their strength and cultivation. The magicians only used their spiritual power to communicate magic elements to perform magic. Therefore, almost all the magicians of the Chinese Empire, who were born and raised, all silently silence magic, while other countries were almost all believers of the gods in the heavenly realm. Even chanting magic was in the name of the gods. For other countries, the Chinese Empire was like a pagan, so this is also the reason why other countries were hostile to the Chinese Empire.

"It's me too!" Lei Heng, Long Huo and others volunteered.

"Hehe, go kill the gods, how can I be missing?" Yang Rui raised his brow and smiled faintly.

Qiongqi's teeth were grinding, "Hehe, the flesh and blood of the gods in the divine world should be more delicious, right?"

"Uh..." Huo Wu frowned. This guy was too heavy-tasting.

"Huh!" Ao Feng fell suddenly, and the demonic flames condensed and disappeared. For some reason, Ao Feng was once raging in murderous intent and did not enter the state of devil.

"Feng, are you okay?" Luo Bing looked at Ao Feng with some concern, and Ao Feng's eyes were a little red.

"Haha, why will this young master be in trouble? But the guys above should be in trouble!" Ao Feng smiled faintly, "Let's go, I think that guy Xie Chen should miss me!"

"Uh..." Looking at Ao Feng who was fine, everyone was a little surprised, but then they felt relieved. Only in this way could they look like Ao Feng who usually takes nothing seriously.

"Let's go!" Ao Feng waved his hand, and Longhuo had already rushed to the front of the team. Exploring the way is always a task for an archer with agility.

"Boy, was your father killed by Tairo?" Qiongqi walked to Ao Feng and whispered.

Ao Feng calmed down and then said, "Just rely on him? He is not worthy. He is just a despicable villain, but he is also an accomplice!"

"Haha!" Qiongqi grinded his teeth and smiled, "I really want to taste the flesh of the Lord God!"

"There will be a chance!" Ao Feng raised his brow and smiled, "But to be honest, the meat of those gods in the Zishen Realm is indeed not very delicious, and it is not as delicious as the local dog meat made by my Lin'er!"

"Oh?" Qiongqi grinned and said, "That's something to try!"

"..." Huo Wu looked at these two guys speechlessly, so boring.

"Crack!" A crisp sound came from the feet of Longhuo at the front of the team. Longhuo's body flashed, jumped away, and gently tweaked with a long bow.

A thick white bone appeared under the dead leaves.

"Ah!" Qingxue exclaimed in a low voice and hurriedly retreated behind Ao Feng.

Everyone was a little surprised. This place was not far from the center of Noah's forest, and it was passed by the territory of the Silver Wolf King and the Demon Flame Wolf Pack. Ordinary adventurers would not go deep into this place. Even if they were lost, they might have been killed by the monster before they got here.

Ao Feng walked forward slowly, waved his right hand, and a light breeze swept over, sweeping the fallen leaves aside, revealing the dry bones below. The dry bones were about two meters tall and the bones were very tight. When Longhuo stepped on them just now, the skeleton just staggered a few joints and did not break.

"This should be a holy-level warrior!" Ao Feng said lightly, then took a few steps forward and curled the fallen leaves beside him. Sure enough, not far from the skeleton, a giant sword with two hands was lying there quietly.

"How could a holy-level warrior die here?" Feng Xiaoyun asked strangely after turning around the skeleton.

Ao Feng was also a little puzzled, only to see that there was no trace of breakage or magic bombardment in this skeleton, and the holy-level warriors would not die so easily. After all, if you dare to go deeper here, you must have confidence in your own strength.

Although there was no broken slight on the skeleton, Ao Feng found that all the bones had fine marks on them, just like they had been bitten by an ant. Even the giant sword with both hands was full of pits of large and small.

Moreover, the energy that should have on the skeletons and the giant sword of the holy weapon were gone, and all of them disappeared.

Will a holy-level warrior be bitten to death by an ants? It’s ridiculous to think about it!

Everyone was puzzled, and Ao Feng would not be so nervous, "Let's go! Don't worry about this!"

Everyone continued to move forward...

"Click!"

Another skeleton was stepped out by dragon fire. It was still a holy rank, still covered in sap marks, and still no trace of energy left behind...

Everyone looked at each other and looked around one by one, and there was nothing unusual.

Ao Feng felt something was wrong. After entering Longshan, which his father transformed, it seemed... the monsters scattered all over the Noah forest disappeared, not even a bird, only lush trees and grass.

"Continue to move forward!" Ao Feng said, but his spiritual sense dispersed, covering the entire Longshan Mountain, but no abnormality was found.

Everyone was cautious at this time, and they moved forward carefully one by one. Even the "scroll" sound of their feet on the dead leaves seemed so harsh.

"Click!"

Everyone stopped instantly. The Longhuo Long Bow poked out and pushed the dead leaves under his feet away. Another white bone was suddenly seen. This seemed to be a magician. His body was covered with blood and flesh. There were not many marks on the bones, but the entire head was lifted open. On the head, there were tiny black holes as thick as a little finger, and the part connected to the spine was almost bitten and broken. When Longhuo pushed, the entire head "gurgled!" and rolled aside. Two black eye sockets were fixedly looking at everyone.

"Ah!" Qingxue turned her body and crawled into Ao Feng's arms.

Everyone's face turned pale. Just as they had just entered Longshan for more than ten miles, three Saint-level powerful men fell one after another. Apart from the marks on the bones, there was no trace of fighting. These three Saint-level warriors seemed to be bitten to death by ants.

A strange atmosphere spread lightly.

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