The cauldron cover is opened, and the inside is a small world.

The blood mist was churning with the rich life energy and quickly overflowed, with a faint smell of blood and a slight silence.

Chu Fengzhan sensed the vigorous energy that he could perceive on the spot was absorbed by the Demon Ancestor's Cauldron from the Nirvana Land, not the blood mist emitted.

In an instant, Chu Feng was cold from head to toe. He could not feel the familiar aura of his old friends, without their marks, and could not see their soul light.

His ears buzzed, his eyes turned black, and Venus appeared. The corners of his mouth were bleeding silently. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Chu Fengru was struck by lightning and felt that his heart was extremely difficult to breathe. He was suffocating to death. He could not hear anything, and his eyes were also pitch black. He was holding the cauldron with weak strength and his body was trembling.

I once had a few hopes, but now I have become despair.

He was always worried and strongly uneasy, but when the cover of the tripod was opened and the extremely cruel truth was revealed, he still couldn't bear it.

He could not hear anything, his ears were deaf, his eyes were blurred and he could not see anything, and he felt that he was closed in an isolated dark space.

Chu Feng's Adam's apple was moving, but he could only make a hoarse sound.

He couldn't cry even if he wanted to cry. There was no tears, only pain. His soul was about to suffocate, his soul was dim, and he fell into endless darkness.

He couldn't break free, and felt that there was only boundless suffering, walking alone in the sea of ​​despair, the black space, the faint sea of ​​suffering, and there was no end, and he felt that he was going to die.

"Living, I just want you to live!"

His voice was hoarse, his body was shaking, and he felt helpless and despair, which was completely different from his past.

He has never been so weak, like a child, no one would have thought that this was Demon Chu, his feet could not support his body, and he was about to fall down.

His body could not carry his soul light, and it flickered violently, and his mouth, nose and ears were bleeding. Then two lines of blood were slid down in his godless eyes.

Chu Feng wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry. He was like a wounded beast trapped in a place of despair. He could not feel everything outside, and was really closed in darkness.

He held the cauldron unconsciously, and his soul seemed to be lost and could not find his way back. He was joking in his mouth, not crying or laughing, but just a kind of uncomfortable hoarse scream.

I don’t know how long it took Chu Feng to breathe and break free from the darkness. He was gasping for breath, covered in cold sweat, and his clothes were soaked.

There was only blood mist and no living organisms in the cauldron. Neither his parents nor the scalper survived and died.

The Demon Ancestor's Cauldron is silent and has no words.

How could this happen? Even though there was the worst speculation, it really happened. He was still heartbroken and felt so uncomfortable that he was about to faint.

"Dad, mom, scalper..."

Chu Feng called their names, and tears finally flowed down, and he recovered the corresponding physical function. He wanted to cry, he wanted to howl, and everyone was dead.

"Where is the soul light? Where is their true spirit?!" He searched desperately, searching in the cauldron and in the blood mist, but saw nothing.

Chu Feng was like a wild beast who was injured and lost everything, trapped on his own island, howling, deafening, and his heart was filled with sorrow and uncontrollable.

He kneeled here on one knee, and he really hoped that he would just be an ordinary person who would spend his life safely and peacefully with everyone.

Now, nothing is left, only himself, his parents' faces, warm words, concerned eyes, and other people's voices, appearances and smiles all emerged, as if they were yesterday.

A long time later, Chu Feng staggered and left the dragon's nest, and then a fierce boy jumped into the East China Sea. In the cold water, he remained motionless, followed the waves, and left unconsciously.

During this period, a sea beast swam and opened its bloody mouth, and then frightened away, causing a large storm.

Chu Feng remained motionless, closed his eyes, wanted to sleep forever, but he didn't want to wake up. He once again isolated himself from the world in his heart, and all he thought about were those people.

boom!

A long time later, a Lingshan Mountain under the sea trembled violently, which was a manifestation of a violent recovery. It was like an active volcano gushing, and a large area of ​​spiritual energy tide appeared, impacting Chu Feng who had floated here.

He opened his eyes, dim and unconscious, but finally stood up, lost intently, walking alone, with great loneliness and desolation towards the dragon's nest.

He was sad and sad in his heart, but he couldn't cry. He just was silent and walked to the place where he hurt and heartache again. He would not escape, but he was really uncomfortable and his heart was very painful.

The dragon's nest is in the Nirvana land, and the Demon Ancestor's Cauldron is still here, and he can only sigh at this result.

Chu Feng knew at the earliest that the chance of success was slim. Taiwu once said that only in the best time period, the Heavenly Lord could save those people, and there was no Heavenly Lord in the underworld!

However, he still held some hope and did not ask for anything to be resurrected, but he asked how many people could reappear, even if they were remnants of the soul.

Now, nothing is left.

"When we were in the Great Abyss, their soul light was dissipating, but there was still a little left. Is it gone at all now?"

"It has been decomposed and turned into energy matter, wandering in the cauldron, and is no longer the soul light." The Demon Ancestor Cauldron told.

Chu Feng was depressed and could not speak.

He observed carefully and felt this energy substance, his heart suddenly became completely cold. It was almost the same as Qin Luoyin's death, and there was no real spirit.

Qin Luoyin's soul light would have decomposed, but it was eroded by the golden substance and bonded together and did not disperse, but the true spirit had dispersed.

"You are all here..." Chu Feng burst into tears silently. In these few days, his life was ups and downs, and he experienced the most difficult and difficult darkness.

"Leave these substances behind, don't bury them, I will resurrect them." Chu Feng whispered, losing his former edge with loss and sadness.

The soul light dissipated and became energy matter. These did not disappear between heaven and earth and were suppressed by the Demon Ancestor's Cauldron. Chu Feng waited for the dawn with the last ray of hope.

Finally, the Demon Ancestor's Cauldron shrank and discussed with Chu Feng that he wanted to enter the stone box and sleep. He thought that this was the treasure of the world, and that it was a weapon of the underworld. He wanted to use this to sense it to see if it could be restored.

Chu Feng nodded, took everything with him, and left here.

Next, he had no words and could not even shed tears. He just set out on the road alone, standing in the East Sea, unable to see the Dragon Girl or the Immortal Mountain, and he turned around and left.

However, his back was a little lonely, he was dull, and he had no words alone.

Chu Feng returned to the land, quiet and desolate. This was his own lonely journey, and no one could accompany him. The group of joke-making friends would never appear again.

He returned to the small town at the foot of Taihang Mountain and to his home in a two-story building. At that time, the scalpers lived here for a long time, but now they are very cold.

It was already dark and Chu Feng did not turn on the lights.

He came to the roof, staring at the dim starlight, and was stunned and full of sadness.

He grew up here and then moved out of the town with his parents.

Chu Feng was lying on the roof without any sound. When he was young, his parents took care of him here, afraid that he would be cold and hot, and all kinds of care and care were watched as he grew up.

Those warm pictures and those two amiable faces seemed to appear in front of him again. He reached out to touch him and approached him like he was a child, but there was nothing.

The hands were empty, there was only the cold night.

Chu Feng's eyes slid into tears, silently, and he was lying here.

When it was almost dawn, he returned to his room, returned to his parents' bedroom, sat here, and then remained silent.

He stayed here for three days, constantly recalling the little things of the past, all the experiences he had since had memories when he was young were replayed in his heart, as if he had been with his parents again and lived together again for more than twenty years.

Then, he left silently, and no one knew that he had returned to his home in this small town.

Chu Feng walked to the foot of Taihang Mountain. In this mountain, he and Zhou Quan encountered a scalper for the first time. At that time, it was very mysterious and could torment people. Zhou Quan was so angry that he called it Bull Demon King.

It was also the scalper who led Chu Feng onto the road of cultivation. In the early stages of the changes in the world and the recovery of mountains and rivers, he began to evolve.

His life destiny begins to change from here.

However, the scalper was gone, Zhou Quan died, and it became a blood mist, and even the soul light had been decomposed.

He really wanted to see them again. When they were together, there was always laughter, but now he couldn't even speak, all he had was muddy air.

Chu Feng left, walked through the mountains, through the forest, and headed westward. He came to Kunlun, sat on a mountain, and watched the sunrise quietly here alone.

At that time, I drank a big bowl of wine, ate meat in large pieces, and drank with a group of brothers. Even the old lama and the old master Wu Qifeng could not avoid it. I was pulled into the water and raised my glass.

But now, the mountain wind blows, leaving a lot of loneliness. Chu Feng takes out the wine jar, pours glasses after glass of wine, drinks a glass of wine, and then sprinkles it on the ground to pay tribute to them.

"Brothers who share life and death, where are you? Who can fight to the world side by side with me?"

His words were blown away in the wind, leaving only whimpers.

Chu Feng looked at the red rising sun, but did not feel the warmth. Here he was very cold and lonely, and he was alone.

Sitting on the mountain, his thoughts returned to the past. During the war between the East and the West, it was at the foot of this mountain that the Mastiff King roared, fought against the North Pole King, and spread his wings to chase the Black Dragon King.

The big black bull contacted all parties and invited all the experts from the East. After the decisive battle, everyone chased and rushed to the West.

It was also at that time that I met the Siberian Tiger who had no moral integrity. Soon after, the Tiger King helped Chu Feng fight Schiller in Longhu Mountain and became a friend of shared hardships. Until later, the relationship got closer and closer, and the Tiger King also became a member of Kunlun Mountain.

There are also the old donkey with big teeth bared, long ears with long ears, and Ouyang Feng, who always looked at people with his eyes and kept spitting saliva, who joined Kunlun later. Thinking of them, people would smile.

But now, the mountains are silent.

Everyone is no longer there.

Not long ago, this place was very glorious. On the eve of the real crossing of the world, all the ethnic groups in the starry sky sent envoys to congratulate.

Seeing that it was prosperous, it finally changed overnight.

Before the disaster came, Qin Luoyin and the little Taoist priest rushed to the earth specifically to remind Chu Feng that the master of divination realized something was wrong and predicted that the sky would break. As expected, everything was right.

Chu Feng was ecstatic, sad and regretful, and the little Taoist priest was still there, but after Qin Luoyin came here to deliver the letter and reminded him to be careful, he was killed soon after.

At this time, he was really sad and angry. He sat here and grabbed his fist hard, feeling sad.

Parents, wives, and friends all left one by one. Although there are still many people and many evolvers in this vast world, he feels extremely lonely.

Chu Feng left Kunlun with crystal clear eyes hanging on the corners of his eyes.

A long time later, he stood by the river. He once took Qin Luoyin and the little Taoist priest down the Yangtze River, enjoying the scenery along the way, and seeing all the famous mountains and rivers.

When Chu Feng walked here, he felt very tired, mainly because he was tired and sad.

He lay on a bamboo raft, down the river, without caring about it, and drifting wherever he was. He looked up at the sky, and his parents, relatives and friends, Qin Luoyin and others appeared again before his eyes, and he didn't want to move.

Lying on the bamboo raft and walking along the river, this was his lonely journey alone. At the end, Chu Feng's eyes slid silently, and he just looked at the sky and wanted to do nothing.

His heart was very sad, and he missed those people, but he couldn't cry loudly.
Chapter completed!