Chapter 820 The Bloody Truth

There were rocks and gravel nearby.

The wind picked up the sand and dust, forming a whirlwind. Chu Feng stood here motionless. How could he accept it? Such bad news was too cruel!

Finally, he let out a loud cry and ran away like a wounded beast. This cruel ending made his whole body tremble.

Chu Feng roared, increased his speed, and brought up a fierce gust of wind, which suddenly caused sand and rocks to fly.

He disappeared in an instant, left this area, and then came to the outer area!

Chu Feng was searching in the wasteland. Whether it was emotionally or with the harsh reality, he didn't want to believe it. He wanted to find out and find out.

There were creatures in the wasteland, but they were very few. However, Chu Feng used his keen and powerful sense to quickly locate a four-winged flying rhinoceros in the outer area, and he rushed over in an instant.

The all-golden, four-winged flying rhinoceros was very alert. When it saw a human-shaped wind carrying sand and stones sweeping in, it let out a roar, unfolded its golden wings and quickly soared into the sky.

Whoosh!

Chu Feng came first and blocked its path. He pressed forward with one hand and surrendered directly.

"Don't kill me. I'm very pitiful. All my clan members were killed and escaped here. If I die, our clan will be wiped out." The four-winged flying rhinoceros said in a trembling voice. This is a creature at the Dinxia level. , the strength is already pretty good, but when it comes to the current Chu Feng, it is far behind.

Chu Feng stared at it, covering up his sad emotions, and said: "Let me ask you, is the God of War still on the Ferocious Beast Plateau now?"

"God of War? A very ancient name. It seems to be a long-dead god, probably hundreds of years old." The four-winged flying rhinoceros answered cautiously and tremblingly.

When he heard this information, Chu Feng's body shook and he almost fell from the air.

He felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. He originally held on to some hope, thinking that the inscriptions on the stone tablet were not true. However, when he came out to seek confirmation, he was hit in the head.

How he wished that the God of War was still alive, even if he was an enemy!

If that god was still alive, the earlier speculation could be overturned, and all tragedies would not have happened.

Now, the golden flying rhinoceros' simple words tore apart the hope in his heart, leaving him despairing and devastated.

Chu Feng's outstretched hand was trembling. He was no longer suppressing the golden rhinoceros. His soul was shaking and he said, "What era are we in now? Have you ever heard of Chu Wuhen?"

"It is now the 121st year of the Demon God Calendar, and His Majesty the Demon God has been ruling the Ferocious Beast Plateau for more than a hundred years." The golden four-winged rhinoceros replied.

At the same time, it was very scared and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Chu Wuhen must have been dead for more than a hundred years. He was a god who was killed by the demon himself. In his later years... he died miserably!"

In an instant, Chu Feng's eyes gleamed, he couldn't help clenching his fists, and then he looked up to the sky and roared. He felt a kind of pain that was heartbreaking.

It's true, everything is true!

Earlier, he was still telling himself that everything was illusion and fake, it shouldn't be like this, it couldn't be like this!

However, the reality is cruel, the truth is cruel, it makes his heart bleed, and he is already going crazy.

His son Chu Wuhen's final writing came to mind again, and it was so dazzling that the little Taoist priest came to pay homage to him for the last time and left his last writing!

"Dad, seven hundred and fifty years, this should be the last time I come to see you in this life. My life is coming to an end..."

"Father, goodbye, or never see you again, my son Chu Wuhen's last words!"

Tears kept welling up in Chu Feng's eyes. He was thinking about those words and messages. At that time, Chu Wuhen was already old and knew that he was going to die, to be replaced by the new god and killed.

"The demon killed Chu Wuhen?!" Chu Feng asked, his words were very exciting, his whole body was trembling, and he wanted to tear the sky apart.

He saw the past on the rock. His son once said that strangeness and decay had happened to him. When he entered his old age, his blood dried up, he wanted to end his life on his own and choose a place where there was no one to end his life.

However, in the end, Chu Wuhen was killed and devoured by the demon!

"Yes, the Demon God locked onto the old god whose strength suddenly declined in advance, and before he could escape, Thunder struck out, blasting him to death in front of an abyss, and refining all his divine particles and Taoist substances on the spot."

Fei Xi's scalp was numb, and he whispered here, not daring to look at Chu Feng, almost paralyzed with fear.

"Little Taoist..." Chu Feng whispered, feeling really heartbroken. Although this son had repeatedly opposed him, he was still his heir after all. And judging from the carvings on the rocks, Chu Wuhen valued friendship and died. So miserable.

"What kind of god is Chu Wuhen?" Chu Feng asked, holding back his grief.

"He calls himself Tianzun, not God. Everyone calls him Tianzun." The golden rhinoceros replied cautiously.

"Demon God, I will kill you and destroy your entire clan!" At this moment, Chu Feng was almost demonized, and his eyes were extremely dark, almost black holes.

The voice he made was not very high, but it was bone-chilling, penetrating into people's bones and souls.

It was too painful, and the little Taoist priest died miserably. In the end, he couldn't even think of ending it on his own. He was targeted by the New God and was devoured alive.

"My son!" Chu Feng whispered, and then suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, like a great devil!

"I want to wash this world with blood and destroy the entire plateau of ferocious beasts. You gods should all die!" This kind of declaration, this kind of terrifying voice, shook this area.

Rocks rolled on the ground and the soil cracked.

The four-winged flying rhinoceros was so frightened that it trembled all over and knelt down. It was very frightened and whispered: "Stop shouting. If someone hears it and His Majesty the Demon God knows about it, we will all die and we will not be able to survive."

I don’t know how long it took before Chu Feng gradually calmed down, landed on the ground with the golden rhinoceros, and asked: "Have you heard of this woman Qin Luoyin?"

"I've heard that she seems to be Tianzun's mother. She died very young."

"Where's the Immortal Yingban?"

"I've also heard that she and Tianzun's mother were both known as peerless beauties, and were famous all over the world."

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Chu Feng asked casually, listening to the old things of the past and thinking about those people. During the few days he spent, more than 800 years had passed in this world. He felt extremely regretful, sad, things had changed and people had changed, and he felt sad in his heart.

Chu Feng dropped the four-winged flying rhinoceros, turned around and rushed towards the stone millpan area. He disappeared from the wasteland in an instant, passed through the hilly area, and came to this quiet place again.

Standing in front of these rocks, looking at the handwriting engraved with the wind and frost of the years, Chu Feng felt that he could not control his emotions, his whole body was in a trance, and his heart really hurt.

Not long ago, he rushed out from here, still doubting and holding on to some hope, wanting to prove that what happened was illusion and fake. However, the reality was so cruel. When the scars were opened, they were bloody and even more painful!

No matter what, Chu Feng couldn't accept it. It was too sudden, he had no psychological preparation, and the impact on him was too great.

Tears blurred his eyes, and in a daze, the voices, faces, and smiles of those people appeared before his eyes again.

However, they were all dead and gone, which made Chu Feng feel severe pain in his heart, as if his heart had been scratched by the sharp claws of a large raptor. He was trembling, and his soul light fluctuated violently, flickering on and off. He wanted to roar, wanted to scream loudly Howling between heaven and earth.

How could this be? Those people and those things seemed like yesterday.

However, after a brief separation, when he came back, the world had changed. Things and people had changed. No one was left. Even his son, who had always been against him, had lost his soul, and the end was so miserable.

We will never see each other again. Once separated, it will be eight hundred years, and it will become a fatal farewell, and those people will completely disappear from this world.

Chu Feng roared low, and then roared louder, shaking the world. Then he raised his fist and punched the sky. He couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to kill the ferocious beast plateau immediately and kill the demon!

At the same time, he also wanted to kill the God of War with his own hands, but even this kind of enemy died in the years and would never be seen again.

"None of you survived, why did the vortex that returned to our own universe disappear?!" Chu Feng panted rapidly.

If the vortex is still there, these people can return even if they die and reappear in the original universe.

But now, once you die, you really disappear forever and will never be seen again in this life.

This kind of pain, this kind of desolate mood is indescribable. Chu Feng wants to roar, wants to fight with people, and kill until the end of time, but he doesn't want to be immersed in this kind of sadness.

The whole world was filled with his roar, like a lone wolf howling sadly, screaming at the moon. Finally, he came back trembling and stood in front of the rocks with carved words.

He rubbed it with his hands, carefully touching the words on the cold stone, as if he were touching fresh faces one after another, and those people appeared in front of his eyes again.

For a long time, he was silent and silent, with soul tears on his face. Finally, stone chips flew everywhere, and he carved words under each rock to respond to the message he left back then.

Each article embodies his hard work and contains his emotions. It seems that he suddenly sees those old friends again and is talking to them.

The cold and peaceful Yingxian, the naughty and quirky silver-haired little Lolita, the good brother Ouyang Feng who always looks at people sideways, and the unhappy one who spent the last moment of his life looking in the direction of the stone millstone. Qin Luoyin...

Chu Feng was carving words on the rocks, talking to them, telling them everything in his heart, and communicating with them. He felt as if he had transcended life and death, cut through the yin and yang, and saw them again.

For a moment, Chu Feng's eyes were filled with tears, and Chu Feng was extremely sad.

He was really hurt and in pain. He felt that the whole world was dead. There was no joy or smile anymore, and the sky was dark.

Stone chips are flying, and he is here to respond to those messages one by one.

At the end, when he saw the little Taoist priest's handwriting and thought of how miserable his death was, Chu Feng felt blocked and couldn't help but sigh.

He kept writing, and the ground was covered with stone powder, as if he were having a conversation between father and son across time and space. He wrote down the family heirloom that the little Taoist had always been thinking about, and told him where it was hidden in the starry sky.

Suddenly, Chu Feng felt something strange. He turned away his consciousness and found a cloud floating in the sky.

"Son, since you care about the treasure so much, it's useless for me to carve it out for you to see. If you can't sense it under the spring, I'll burn it for you!"

Then, Chu Feng burned decisively, the soul light beat and the Yang Qi boiled, burning the large rocks that had just been written on the little Taoist priest into red magma.