Chu Feng had very sharp ears. He looked back at it and said, "Senior, be kind, can you stop talking nonsense? Say some auspicious words!"

"Well, I look forward to you being beaten and throwing it out. I'll be angry when I see you being so sexy!" the yellow-haired fox murmured.

Chu Feng didn't care, and entered the mountains with the magic medicine of Tengshou. His steps were light and refreshing, and his soul was emitted from the whole body. He thought he was suave and transcendent.

The yellow-haired fox and the Vermilion Bird family were waiting outside.

It took a long time, and a slight vibration came from the mountains, and then lightning and thunder were heard, and the mountain peaks exploded, and arcs were connected to the sky one after another.

"Is this someone passing the tribulation?" Old Zhuque was suspicious.

"Chirky..." The five furry little vermilion birds were full of red, chirping, chirping lightly here, and they all looked curiously.

Then, they saw a man flying out with an arc of electric power all over his body and his seven orifices were spraying with thunder.

"Hey, boy, are you going through the tribulation?" the yellow-haired fox asked with a smile.

Chu Feng fell to the ground in a very indecent manner, lying there with his body lying on his back, his body was like a sieve, and the light was flowing, his eyes were dull, and it took him a long time to recover.

He lay still, sighed to the sky, and said, "I'd better go to the living room to find a vixen. This difficulty is too high!"

"I can't beat you to death!" The yellow-haired fox's nose was about to become pissed.

Whoosh!

Chu Feng ran away and entered the mountains again, and was really afraid that the lame old fox would deal with him.

There was a roar and shaking, the mountain collapsed, the earth sank, and he was thrown out again.

"Yaoyao, I'm just giving you medicine. What are you wrong? Do you have any ideas about me and so resist me?" He was simply a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. His nose was bruised and swollen, and his whole body was covered in lightning. He was still proud.

Then, a white and crystal jade hand poked out from the mountain, grabbed his soul armor, and led him into the mountains.

"Hey, I have something to say. Don't force me to do it. I won't obey me if I beat you to death!" I have to say that Chu Feng is getting further and further on the road to death.

The consequence of this was that the mountains were trembling and the mountains were undulating like waves. Then he was beaten up and escaped with a grin.

Then, he clicked and crossed the ground, like a corpse, and wisps of blue smoke emerged.

The yellow-haired fox educated several little Vermilion Birds and said, "Did you see it? Romantic characters can shake the ages, and charming characters can lead the times for three to five years, but a creature like Saobao will inevitably be struck by lightning!"

Chu Feng was covered in electric shock and couldn't even speak, making him a typical black textbook.

It took him a long time to sigh: "I decided to go find the vixen in the world."

"Jiuchi..." The five little vermilion birds all turned their heads and looked at the yellow-haired fox and asked what was going on?

"I was struck by stupidity. He is asking for abuse now!" said the lame old fox with a dark face, rushed over directly, swung a claw and slapped it again, and explained: "Did you see it? This is what I want to abuse!"

"Damn, aren't you ruined?" Chu Feng screamed.

In the next half month, the area was filled with medicine. Yaoyao came out to visit Chu Feng and went to retreat, absorbed magical medicine, and extracted divine energy.

In the mountains, the old Zhuque was also doing his best to help one of his children, crushing the Teng Snake Medicine and the Zhuque Medicine to help the little Zhuque absorb it!

It wants to send this child to the road, walk in the underworld, and then go to the living world to break out a way of life!

"Chirky..." The little Zhuque was reluctant to leave. He was always crying these days. His golden eyes were filled with tears, and crystal tears rolled down in strings.

It is only as big as a fist. After curling up, it looks like a ball of pompoon, bright red and crystal clear, whining gently, constantly touching its mother with its head, reluctant to leave.

Several times it was tired from crying and fell asleep beside its mother.

The old Zhuque was also very sad. Its feathers were almost gone, leaving only the rough and wrinkled wings, and said, "I am old and will die soon. You will eventually leave me. Children, you will all grow up and rely on yourself in the future."

It reminds you that no matter where you are in the future, you must work hard to survive and not give up easily.

"When you are strong enough and have extraordinary strength, you can come back and take a look at my grave. If you are not strong enough, you will never come back. Just think of me in your heart. You must learn to protect yourself..."

The old Zhuque was nagging and said a lot, not like a god, but just an ordinary mother.

Chu Feng couldn't see such a scene the most. Sitting outside the mountain, watching the sunset alone, the sunset dyed the sky red, and it was as sad as blood. It was about to end in this world.

The old fox was also sighing, holding a wine gourd and constantly pouring wine into his mouth on the other side. It was also watching the sunset. Through the bloody sunset, it seemed as if it saw the grand occasion of the world. Unfortunately, it would always leave the center of the world.

It is late autumn. There are many big trees in and outside the mountains, withered yellow and dyed with a faint red color under the sunset, with a little sad and beautiful beauty.

At this time, several people came from a distance. One of them was a little surprised to see Chu Feng, with a gloomy face and said, "It's you, the ghost of the past, you are still in the world!"

Chu Feng turned around, looked out of the mountain, and looked stunned, saying, "Aren't you dead?"

He was deeply impressed by this man. Decades ago, this man was indifferent and very confident. He used a flying spear to kill Ying Wudi, sent the horse king to the road, and killed several Kunlun monsters one after another.

He is the little martial god, with a golden body that has been perfect for many years, and is known as one of the best powerhouses below the sub-saints!

In that battle decades ago, Chu Feng and Yaoyao beat this man up and turned around and left. Now they actually saw him again.

But after a little thought, it was no surprise. Even the descendants of Lingwei Marquis had a substitute talisman, so why didn't the descendants of the Martial God have?

At the beginning, Chu Feng and Yaoyao were worried that after killing him, they would cause the soul light of the martial god, so after the bombardment, they turned around and left without seeing the result.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu God really survived.

"I have always suppressed and failed to break through. I have been practicing all over the world. I just want to become the strongest sub-saint one day. I never thought I would meet you today!"

The little Wu God smiled without being angry, but his teeth were white and bright, showing an extremely happy smile, and he stared at Chu Feng.

"Ghost, give you a chance, come over, kneel at my feet, surrender, and tell all the secrets of the world you are in!"

He sat on the beast with a faint look on his face and a dozen short spears behind him. He was self-reliant and conceited, staring at Chu Feng, and even his hair was crystal clear and dancing with the wind.

Chu Feng stood up and walked forward. He was in a bad mood recently. He failed to tease Yaoyao and was repaired once. He kept trying to find someone to vent his anger.

"Yin Ling, you are so weak, you want to fight me too?" Xiao Wushen smiled coldly, and the corners of his mouth looked a little cold. He had already regarded himself as a sub-saint-level master and looked down at Chu Feng.

Because he can break through at any time, now he is just to hone his skills and build the strongest foundation for his future success!

Chu Feng's face suddenly turned dark and he said, "You really don't know your own face. Your face is big enough. Do you think you are not a weak person? Come here, you can't beat you to death!"

"How do you talk?" Next to him, another person spoke, an old man with blue hair and shiny robe and sleeves, and he had a fairy-like charm.

He is one of the guardians of the little Wu God, a saint who has been famous for many years. He follows him all the way and protects the descendant that Wu God likes very much.

Then, he exerted pressure on Chu Feng and said, "Come on your knees."

This was a naked suppression, using his powerful holy energy to crush Chu Feng, hoping to make him kneel down and humiliate him.

Xiao Wushen smiled and did not stop him. He waited for Chu Feng to kneel down at him. He wanted to accept the worship, and then take action to deal with the ghost.

Snap!

The earth shattered, cracks appeared one after another, and Chu Feng used the field, and the patterns intertwined, emitting dazzling brilliance to resist the holy power.

At the same time, he glanced at the mountain and wanted to ask the old Zhuque to take action. It would be fine if he had a single duel. He would use his realm to suppress others. Who is afraid of whom? There are gods here!

The old Zhuque did not disappoint him, and turned into an old woman with crane hair and a childish face, and suddenly appeared with a crutch.

"It's fine to have two young people confront each other, what are you doing?" she said whisperingly, holding back to Shengwei.

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. You'd better retreat if you are a member of the Martial Gods traveling." The blue-haired saint spoke coldly. He saw that the old woman was not easy to mess with, but he absolutely could not have imagined that this was a god.

"Martial God, haha..." Old Zhuque smiled, then signaled to the blue-haired saint, saying, "Then you should kneel down."

"Just you..." As soon as the blue-haired saint said this, his face was horrified, then he trembled, and then his knees made a crisp sound. He fell directly and knelt down, passively lying on the ground, kowtowing to Chu Feng and the old woman.

This scene surprised the people behind, and the faces of Xiao Wushen and the others were petrified.

Among them, one of the saints at the top suddenly changed his face and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are too much. Is it worth it to humiliate the martial gods and their troops. For a ghost?!"

The old Zhuque is about to entrust his offspring to Chu Feng. Not to mention them, even if the God of Martial Arts comes in person, he dares to go up and fight. It is not afraid of any gods!

"You speak so much, just kneel down!" The old Zhuque pointed at him and said a little, and the man also knelt down with a thud.

"Ghost, I'll challenge you!" Xiao Wushen spoke decisively. He saw that something was wrong and used his words to inspire Chu Feng.

"Okay, you kneel down first, let's fight again!" Chu Feng smiled and used his means to deal with him.

"Everyone kneel down." The old Zhuque spoke.

Plop!

All of these people fell to their knees, including the little Wu God, trembling and could not bear this pressure at all. They were shocked, and then they saw the old Zhuque emitting red clouds all over his body, forming a divine ring. This was definitely a god, enough to pick stars and get the moon, and kill the gods on the plateau of ferocious beasts!

"Get up." Chu Feng looked calm and looked at the little Wu God kneeling on the ground with his eyes slanted. The little Wu God was so angry that he wanted to slap him to death!

Chu Feng spoke slowly and said, "I haven't fought with anyone for decades. I happened to move my muscles and bones before returning. You came very well, but I have a wish. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had a good fight with the creatures in this world."

Xiao Wu Shen was furious. After he recovered his ability to move, he jumped up in an instant, floating in the air, looking down at Chu Feng, and said, "Okay, okay, okay, let's see how I will kill you, the foreign ghost today!"

In an instant, all his pores burst out with divine light, and even his hair became bright, like the son of the sun standing in the sky, filled with powerful pressure, shocking Chu Feng.

With a clang, he pulled out a short spear from behind, his arms glowing, like a giant about to pierce through the sky, and was about to throw a shocking spear!

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes and suddenly thought of the scene decades ago. Ying Wudi was killed by his spear, and several Kunlun monsters were also thrown into a flying spear by his arrogant and domineering attitude, piercing through his body, and shattering it and shattering it!

Chu Feng shouted: "After all, you are just a golden perfection. You have not yet entered the sub-saint realm, so you dare to despise me? Come and die!"

He wanted to stand up for Ying Wudi, Ma Wang and others to kill this domineering descendant of the Martial God, and pay back the blood debt!

This was his last battle before leaving this world. He took action with a dignified attack. Otherwise, he would always feel a little regretful. The so-called first person below the sub-saint could be used for a duel.

"Chew!"

The little Wu God suddenly threw out his flying spear and turned into a blazing lightning, which was about to tear apart the void, causing a sonic boom, causing a large piece of white mist, and exploded.
To be continued...