Chu Feng wanted to go to Mount Eternal. He hadn't been there for some time. He didn't know how Yellow cattle, the black yak, the Manchurian Tiger, the old donkey, and Ouyang Feng were doing, and whether they had left messages for him on the stone wall.
At the thought of this, Chu Feng's emotions fluctuated as he thought of the days he had spent with them. If they came out now, it would definitely be much more lively.
He expected that if that old hoodlum, the black yak, was here, kidnapping divine sons, hunting saintesses, and all kinds of auctions would be much smoother.
With the addition of the Manchurian Tiger and the old donkey, the scene was truly unimaginable.
As for Ouyang Feng, if he were to come out and look at the various divine sons, saintesses, and saints from the outer realms with that kind of gaze, he reckoned that he wouldn't need to say anything because he would have enemies everywhere.
He really missed the days when Chu Feng was with them. Even though they had encountered all kinds of dangers and troubles, they were still quite happy and cheerful.
"I reckon that the so-called underwater cave dwelling will come into being for a period of time. I'm short on time, so I'm really not in the mood to guard here. You guys pay attention. If it comes into being, kill your way in and fight fiercely for the opportunities and fortunes!"
Before leaving, Chu Feng invited Yuan Mo and Zi Luan to a fish feast on the big ship in the blue sea. He told them to let loose and not be afraid of anything.
The Deity Race's meat was curled up with golden light, and the rich fragrance drifted several kilometers away.
Yuan Mo was full of wild nature. He ate the meat in big mouthfuls and drank big bowls of wine. He didn't need Chu Feng to say much and was unruly and difficult to tame.
Zi Luan was like a chick pecking at rice. She nodded continuously and couldn't wait for him to hurry up and leave. She was always flustered while guarding this demon like a bullied wife.
As for the divine son Zhan He and saintess Li Feng with a supermodel's slender figure, they were fairly steady and definitely wouldn't disobey Chu Feng.
Chu Feng's photon computer was turned off because there were too many people contacting him at the present stage. There were old monsters who wanted to buy Deity Race's meat, and there were mysterious buyers who wanted to buy saintesses. It was really too chaotic.
"Someone sent word to you." At this time, Zi Luan's bright red mouth formed an "O" shape, and her beautiful eyes widened in shock.
"It's those people who want to buy saintesses and princesses again, right? Tell them there's no stock for now, and I'll go hunting when I come back. Well, I'll keep a few precious saintesses for myself. Even if it's not enough to make a dozen, I'll make a Nine Beauties painting," Chu Feng said quite calmly.
Black lines appeared on Zi Luan and Li Feng's jade white foreheads when they heard this, and they puckered their lips yet didn't dare refute.
"En, that's right, are there any goddesses, saintesses, or empresses that are especially famous? Is Lan Shi the most famous at the moment?"
Yuan Mo undermined him and said, "There is. Ying Zhexian, a heaven's pride and goddess. At the same time, she's a famous star in the starry sky. She's from the Ten Greats, and her younger brother is Ying Wudi. Do you dare to capture her?"
Chu Feng didn't care and said, "She didn't come to Earth, and there's no enmity between us, so I'm embarrassed to kill her. You guys keep an eye out for me. If an enemy of this level really comes, for example, that young god's elder sister or younger sister appears, contact me immediately. "
Both Yuan Mo and Zhan He had strange expressions on their faces. This demon was really boundlessly daring. Did he want to run amok? That young god hadn't even fought yet, but he was already thinking about his sisters first.
"Hey, I have important news here. You've gone off topic," Zi Luan spoke again.
"We're talking about beauties. Why are you dissatisfied?" Yuan Mo shot her a glance.
"The ninth saint under the starry sky, Wei Heng, has spoken. He says that if you dare jump again, he'll crush you to death with one finger!" Zi Luan informed Chu Feng.
Wei Heng, the saint of the Xilin clan, was quite contemptuous. Just like the last time he came to Earth, he looked down on this vital planet from high above and spoke in a cruel and disdainful manner.
"Wei Jun Tuo egg, did he really reply?!" Chu Feng was astonished.
"But he disdained to accept the challenge and said you weren't qualified. When he was unrivalled under the heavens, he didn't even know which speck of dust you were." Zi Luan relayed.
"Wei Heng!" Chu Feng withdrew his smile and surged with murderous intent. Thinking about how Wei Heng had cut off the old saint Uncle Ming's head and marinated it in a jar, he wanted nothing more than to kill his way over to the Xilin clan.
The ninth under the starry sky in the past was indeed stunning. Now, his name had shaken the starry seas and was known as a peerless saint. He was incomparably terrifying, sweeping through the same realm without rival.
Zi Luan informed, "He said that his descendant has set off and is about to enter Earth. He's the current divine son of the Xilin clan. After killing you, he'll announce the Xilin clan's official return and once again become the master of this planet."
She was fairly dutiful and told him the news from the starry sky.
Chu Feng said, "Wei Jun Tuo egg, he's still relying on his status. Fine, I'll kill his descendant and see who else he can send out. The divine son of the Xilin clan, the strongest descendant of this generation, has come at the right time! "
Everyone knew that the matter of the Xilin clan's divine son crossing over was very serious. The impact was even greater than the arrival of the Deity race's young god because it involved the fight for the orthodoxy of Earth.
The Xilin clan had long since rebelled. Now that they wanted to return, they wanted to use Chu Feng as a sacrifice to announce their return!
They were very arrogant and disdainful of Earth's current native evolvers. They believed that they were all mixed-blood descendants and not the orthodoxy at all. Only their return could be considered justifiable and cause them to rise brilliantly during the mother planet's recovery.
"Who else is coming?"
This time, Chu Feng was very restrained and calm. He had long since anticipated that there would be a storm on Earth and that a group of ruthless characters would come. Sure enough, it had begun.
"The machine race's divine son is also about to arrive. He's threatening to find you to exchange pointers!"
The so-called exchange was too elegant, but in reality, he wanted to kill Chu Feng. This race was extremely strong and had a close relationship with the Xilin clan. They were allies.
"Those robots should all be turned into scrap metal!" Chu Feng said coldly.
Naturally, he wouldn't forget the last time the machine army had soared through the sky and chased him for thousands of kilometers. They killed their way from the Eastern Sea to the famed mountains, causing him to shed blood along the way. Back then, he had fought until his intestines were flowing out. It was extremely bitter.
If Yaoyao hadn't appeared at the critical moment and smashed the battleships all over the sky with one slap, he would've been in danger.
Chu Feng's voice was cold and indistinct as he said, "Times have changed. If they come again, it's just the right time to settle this debt. Their divine son has arrived and we'll settle it all together. Let's see what his material is like. When the time comes, we'll refine him into molten iron and reforge him into armor."
After hearing this, everyone felt somewhat emotional. Even though they were used to this demon's ostentatious self-confidence, they were still apprehensive at this moment.
The machine race was considered a top-notch race. They had evolved for a long time, and the divine sons of each generation had considered themselves mechanical vajras. Their bodies were invincible!
"Big news! The Deity race's young god has really set out. He's leading a group of top-notch geniuses on a journey. They're all the strongest descendants of each race. They're rushing toward Earth!"
Zi Luan cried out in alarm. This was the news that had just come out, and she read it to Chu Feng.
Previously, it was only a rumor, but now it was confirmed. That young god had indeed set out and was coming with unparalleled power. He would grace Earth with his presence in the near future.
Zi Luan added, "He's already issued a decree ordering a group of divine sons to follow him into battle. Yes, he's even told you to kill yourself and not wait for him to personally take action."
Chu Feng wasn't angry. He spoke calmly and said, "It seems I'll have to make an appointment with Lan Shi before he appears. Didn't that young god take a fancy to her? I just won't let him have his way!"
"Wow!" Zi Luan cried out in alarm and said, "Sure enough, a storm is brewing. Something big has happened. All kinds of fierce people and many great races have come."
"Who else?!" asked Chu Feng.
"The twelfth-ranked planet. The people there are also coming!" Zi Luan informed him, her emotions fluctuating.
"A race that has grasped the Netherworld Breathing Technique!" Chu Feng's face immediately turned gloomy. That was because he had already understood many old matters from the inheritance energy pagoda when he was on the moon.
Back then, the evolvers from the twelfth-ranked planet had come out in full force. They commanded every part of the starry skies and led the armies of many vital planets to attack Earth.
On the surface, they were the main force!
In reality, they had the support of a few of the Ten Greats behind them. For instance, the Deity Race had sent out all the heaven-illuminators to participate in the siege!
In any case, the race that had grasped the Netherworld Breathing Technique was the nominal leader back then. For instance, the heavenly knights obeyed their orders.
Now, this race had come again!
"Very well, come at me. Since we can't do anything to their saint, we'll attack the small ones first. We'll eliminate them one by one!" Chu Feng clenched his fists.
Zi Luan was very dutiful. She reported seriously and said, "The Netherworld Race's supreme saint has spoken. He called you a bug and said that Wei Heng won't fight you. He'll fight you instead. Of course, the premise is that you can survive this storm."
"The Netherworld Race's saint? Who does he think he is? Fighting on the Origin Beast Strike Platform at the same level? When the time comes, I'll eliminate him! "
Chu Feng was full of enmity toward this race. After all, they were the main force that had destroyed the earth. They had once commanded the vital planets of various domains to form a united army to attack the ancestors.
In his eyes, this was a bloody executioner on the same level as the heavenly knights, the Xilin clan, and the Ten Greats. They could be considered one of the main culprits.
Yuan Mo said to provoke Chu Feng, "This green onion is very big. Back then, he was known as the eighth under the starry skies. He was exceptionally terrifying, one rank higher than Wei Heng. That era was exceptionally brilliant. Later generations studied it and believed that that generation was the most terrifying. A hundred vessels were vying for the current, and the proud sons of heaven pursued hegemony. They simply suppressed the dao children of the Ten Greats."
Chu Feng was moved. This saint from the Netherworld Race was actually so powerful back then?
Then he thought of Yaoyao. During that most splendid era, she had suppressed all outstanding heroes and was number one under the heavens. She was simply too transcendent.
"I'll also give you a chance. Bug, if you don't die in this storm, we'll meet on the Origin Beast Platform!"
Today, Wei Heng spoke again. As before, he called Chu Feng a bug.
"Wei Jun Tuo egg has also agreed. Damn it, I'll beat you to death!" Chu Feng gnashed his teeth. He really didn't have a good impression of Wei Heng and wanted nothing more than to hack him into pieces.
The whole world was shocked. Everyone knew that there would inevitably be a huge storm coming. A great era of turbulent winds and clouds had arrived.
Every race believed that a top-notch saint wouldn't make a move so easily. It would be too undignified to do so. The reason why he said this was obviously because he believed that Chu Feng would die without a doubt. He wouldn't be able to survive this storm.
After careful thought, it made sense. The Deity race's young god had come in person and led a group of top-notch saint children to hunt. How many people of the same generation could match him? Who could survive?
In addition, the Xilin clan's divine son, the machine race's divine son, and the Netherworld Race, which wasn't any weaker than the Ten Greats, had also sent people. This race possessed a peerless breathing technique and was now ranked eleventh in the universe!
In addition, there were even more famous characters. Wandering cultivators, demonic sons, fairies, and so on set out one after another. Many of them were descendants of heaven-illuminators!
The matter grew bigger and bigger. The earth had become the center of the storm!
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