Chu Feng's ears were extremely sharp. He turned back to glance at the fox and said, "Senior, one must be honest and kind. Can you not speak nonsense and say something auspicious?"
"Yes, I'm looking forward to seeing you beaten up and thrown out. I'm so angry just looking at you!" the fox mumbled.
Chu Feng didn't mind and entered the mountain range with the Winged Serpent Medicine in his mouth. His steps were light and his spirit was refreshed. His whole body was emitting a lustrous soul light. He believed himself to be elegant and refined.
The fox and the Vermillion Bird family were waiting outside.
After a long time, a slight tremor came from the mountain range. Then, lightning flashed and thunder roared. Following this, the mountain peak exploded and arcs of electricity shot high into the sky.
"Is someone crossing a tribulation?!" The old Vermillion Bird was suspicious.
"Chirp chirp …" Five fluffy little Vermillion Birds with fiery red bodies chirped and chirped as they watched curiously.
Then, they saw a person flying out with arcs of electricity all over his body and lightning shooting out from his seven apertures.
"Hey, brat, are you crossing a tribulation?" the fox asked with a smile.
Chu Feng fell to the ground in an unsightly manner and lay sprawled on his back. His body was like a sieve and electricity flowed through him. His eyes were lifeless and it took him a long time to recover.
He lay motionless in place and looked up at the sky with a sigh. "I'd better go to the Yang Realm to find the fox spirit. The difficulty is too high!"
"I'll beat you to death!" The fox's nose was crooked from anger.
Whoosh!
Chu Feng ran away and entered the mountain range. He was really afraid that the crippled old fox would deal with him.
With a loud rumble, the mountain peak collapsed and the earth caved in. He was thrown out again.
"Yaoyao, I'm just giving you medicine. What are you misunderstanding about? Don't tell me you have some thoughts about me and that's why you're so against me?" He was like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water. His face was swollen and his body was emitting electricity, yet he was still showing off.
Then, a fair jade-like hand stretched out from the mountain and grabbed his soul armor, bringing him into the mountain range.
"Hey, let's talk. Don't use force against me. I won't comply even if you beat me to death!" It had to be said that Chu Feng was walking further and further down the road of death.
The result of this was that the mountains trembled, and the mountains rose and fell like stormy waves. Then, he was beaten up, and he fled while grimacing in pain.
Then, with a plop, he lay on the ground like a corpse, emitting wisps of green smoke.
The yellow furred fox educated the little Vermillion Birds, "Do you see? A romantic character can shake the world, a flirtatious character can lead an era for three to five years, but a flirtatious person will inevitably be struck by lightning!"
Chu Feng's body was electrified and he couldn't even speak. He had become a typical example of a black book.
After a long time, he finally sighed, "I've decided that it's best to look for the vixens of the mortal realm."
"Chirp chirp …" The five little vermillion birds were all red and sparkling. They tilted their heads and looked towards the yellow furred fox, asking what was going on.
"He's been struck silly. He's asking for a beating now!" The lame old fox said with a black face. He immediately rushed over and swung his claw. Lightning flashed again and he explained, "Do you see that? This is what it looks like when you're asking for abuse!"
"Damn, weren't you crippled?" Chu Feng cried out miserably.
In the following half a month, the area was filled with the fragrance of medicine. After Yaoyao came out to visit Chu Feng, she went into seclusion to absorb the divine medicine and extract its divine energy.
Meanwhile, in the mountains, the old Vermillion Bird was also doing his best to help one of his children. He crushed the flying serpent medicine and the vermillion bird medicine to help the little Vermillion Bird absorb it!
He wanted to send this child on his way to the netherworld and then to the mortal realm to forge a path of survival!
"Chirp chirp …" The little Vermillion Bird was reluctant to part. He was always crying these days, and his large golden eyes were filled with tears. Sparkling and translucent teardrops rolled down in strings.
He was only the size of a fist, and after curling up, he looked like a pompon. He was bright red and sparkling. He gently cried and constantly used his head to touch his mother, reluctant to part with her.
There were many times when he was tired from crying and fainted beside his mother.
The old Vermillion Bird was also very sad. Almost all of his feathers had fallen off, and only his rough and wrinkled wings were left. He said, "I'm already old and will die soon. In the end, you'll have to leave me. Children, you've all grown up. In the future, you'll have to rely on yourselves."
He repeatedly warned them that no matter which realm they were in, they had to work hard to survive and not give up easily.
"When you're strong enough and have outstanding strength, you can come back and visit my grave. If you're not strong enough, don't ever come back. Just think of me in your heart. You have to learn to protect yourselves … "
The old Vermillion Bird was long-winded and said a lot. He didn't seem like a deity and was just an ordinary mother.
Chu Feng couldn't bear to see this kind of scene the most. He sat outside the mountains and watched the sunset by himself. The sunset dyed the sky red, and it was as beautiful as blood. In the end, this world would come to an end.
The old fox was also sighing. He held a wine gourd and continuously poured wine into his mouth from the other side. He was also watching the sunset, and through the blood-colored sunset, it was as if he could see the grand occasion of the Yang Realm in the past. Unfortunately, he would never leave the center of that world.
It was late autumn, and there were many big trees both inside and outside the mountains. The trees were all withered and yellow, and under the sunset, they were dyed a faint red. It was a bit of a sad beauty.
At this moment, a few people walked over from afar. One of them saw Chu Feng and was slightly shocked. He said with a gloomy expression, "It's you, the Yin Spirit from back then. You're still in this world!"
Chu Feng turned around and looked outside the mountains. He revealed a stunned expression and said, "Didn't you die?"
He had a deep impression of this person. Decades ago, this person wore an indifferent expression and was extremely confident. He used his flying spear to kill Ying Wudi and send the Horse King on his way. He killed several great demons of Kunlun in succession.
He was the Little Martial God. He had perfected the golden body for many years and was known as one of the strongest under the quasi-saint realm!
In that battle decades ago, Chu Feng and Yaoyao blew this person up and immediately turned around to leave. Now, they actually saw him again.
But after pondering a little, it wasn't surprising anymore. Back then, even Ling Weihou's son had a Death Substitution Talisman, so how could the Martial God's descendant not have one?
Back then, Chu Feng and Yaoyao were worried that they would provoke the Martial God's soul light after killing him, so they turned around and left after killing him. They didn't look at the results.
As expected, the Little Martial God really survived.
"I've been suppressing my breakthrough all along. I've been training all over the world just because I wanted to become the strongest quasi-saint one day. I didn't expect to meet you today!"
The Little Martial God smiled. He wasn't angry, but his snow-white teeth were brilliant as he revealed an incomparably happy smile. He stared at Chu Feng.
"Yin Spirit, I'll give you a chance. Get over here, kneel at my feet, submit, and tell me all the secrets of the world you're from!"
He sat on the savage beast with an indifferent expression on his face and a dozen short spears on his back. He was arrogant and conceited as he stared at Chu Feng. Even his hair was sparkling and fluttering in the wind.
Chu Feng stood up and walked forward. He was in a bad mood recently because he failed to provoke Yaoyao and was ruthlessly taught a lesson. He had always wanted to find someone to vent his anger on.
"Yin Spirit, you're so weak, yet you want to fight me?!" The Little Martial God wore a chilly smile as the corners of his mouth rose. He seemed somewhat callous. He already regarded himself as a quasi-saint expert as he looked down on Chu Feng.
That was because he could break through at any time. Now, he was just tempering himself and building the strongest foundation for becoming a deity in the future!
Chu Feng's face immediately darkened as he said, "You really don't know your own limits. Your face is big enough. Do you think you're not a weak chicken? Come here, I'll beat you to death! "
"How can you say that?" Another person spoke up from the side. It was an old man with sparkling blue hair and fluttering robes. He had the air of an immortal.
He was one of the Little Martial God's dao protectors and a famous saint. He had followed and protected this descendant the Martial God liked.
Afterwards, he exerted his suppressive might on Chu Feng and said, "Kneel here."
This was undisguised suppression. He used his powerful saint-level energy to crush Chu Feng. He wanted to make him kneel and humiliate him.
The Little Martial God smiled and didn't stop him. He waited for Chu Feng to kneel before him. He wanted to accept his worship and then take action to deal with this Yin Spirit.
Crack!
The earth collapsed and cracks appeared one after another. Chu Feng used his domain. Patterns interweaved and emitted dazzling brilliance as he resisted the holy might.
At the same time, he glanced at the mountain. He wanted to ask the old Vermillion Bird to take action. It was fine if it was a one-on-one fight, but he was going to use his realm to suppress others. Who was afraid of who? There was a god here!
The old Vermillion Bird didn't disappoint him. He turned into an old woman with white hair and a youthful complexion. She suddenly appeared with the help of a walking stick.
"It's fine if it's a fight between two juniors, but why are you interfering?" she said softly as she resisted the holy might.
"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. It's best if you withdraw when the Martial God's lineage moves out." The blue-haired saint spoke coldly. He could see that the old woman wasn't someone to be trifled with, but he had never imagined that she was a god.
"Martial God, heh, heh …" The old Vermillion Bird laughed. He then indicated to the blue-haired saint and said, "Then kneel here."
"With just you guys …" The blue-haired saint had just spoken up to this point when his expression changed drastically. Then, he began to tremble and a cracking sound rang out from his knees. He immediately fell to his knees and prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing towards Chu Feng and the old woman.
This scene shocked the people behind. The Little Martial God and the others were petrified.
Among them, a peak saint's expression suddenly changed as he said, "Dao friend, aren't you going too far? Is it worth humiliating the Martial God's lineage for a ghost?!"
The old Vermillion Bird was about to entrust his heir to Chu Feng. Not to mention them, even if the Martial God himself came, he would still dare to fight. He wasn't afraid of any god!
"You talk too much. Kneel down too!" The old Vermillion Bird pointed at him and he also knelt down with a plop.
"Ghost, I challenge you!" The Little Martial God said decisively. He could see that the situation wasn't right and was using words to provoke Chu Feng.
"Sure, kneel down first. Then we'll fight!" Chu Feng smiled as he used his own methods to deal with him.
"All of you, kneel here," said the old Vermillion Bird.
Plop!
The group of people knelt down and the Little Martial God included. They were all shivering because they couldn't bear this kind of pressure at all. They were overwhelmed with shock. Then, they saw the old Vermillion Bird's body emit scarlet multicolored light which formed a divine ring. He was definitely a god who could pluck the stars and seize the moon to kill the gods on Vicious Beast Plateau!
"Rise. Get up." Chu Feng had a calm and collected look on his face as he slanted his eyes at the Little Martial God who was kneeling on the ground. His attitude angered the Little Martial God so much that he wanted to slap him to death!
Chu Feng said in a manner that was neither fast nor slow, "I haven't fought with anyone for several decades. It's just the right time for me to exercise my muscles and bones before I return. It's good that you've come. You've fulfilled one of my wishes. If not, I wouldn't have had a good fight with the creatures of this world."
The Little Martial God flew into a rage. After he recovered his ability to move, he leaped up in a flash and floated in midair. He looked down at Chu Feng and said, "Good, good, good! Watch how I kill a foreign Yin Spirit like you today!"
In a split second, all of his pores gushed with divine light and even his hair was resplendent. He was like the son of the sun standing in the sky as he was suffused with a powerful pressure that intimidated Chu Feng.
With a clang, he pulled out a short spear from his back. His arm glowed as though he was a giant who wanted to pierce through the vault of heaven. He was about to hurl an earth-shattering spear!
Chu Feng narrowed his eyes as he recalled the scene from several decades ago. Ying Wudi had been killed by his spear, and there were also a few great demons of Kunlun who had been pierced through by his spear in such an arrogant and tyrannical manner. They exploded and died!
Chu Feng shouted, "When all is said and done, you're only at the golden body perfection realm. You haven't even entered the Quasi-saint realm, yet you dare to look down on me?! Come and accept your death! "
He wanted to stand up for Ying Wudi, the Horse King, and the others. He wanted to get rid of this domineering and domineering Martial God's heir. A debt of blood must be paid in blood!
This was the last battle before he left this world. He wanted to fight in an upright and aboveboard manner. Otherwise, he would always have some regrets in his heart. He could use this so-called number one person below the Quasi-saint realm to fight.
"Chi!"
The Little Martial God suddenly hurled his spear which turned into a blazing bolt of lightning. It practically tore the void apart and caused a sonic boom. It brought along a large expanse of white mist and exploded with a loud rumble.
Rumble!
In a split second, Chu Feng rose steeply from the ground like a giant god. He stood between heaven and earth as he faced the attack with a loud rumble.
His soul light condensed and the aura around his body was vigorous. His spiritual energy rose sharply and was incomparably powerful as he directly changed the trajectory of this spear.
So much so that Chu Feng used his energy soul light to bombard it!
He used a wonderful technique — a complete Yang Realm ultimate art — Lightning Fist. This was a Yang Realm divine technique that Young Lady Xi had imparted to him back then!
Clang!
He blasted his soul light fist onto the spear and arrived first despite moving later. He cut off the spear's path and shattered the metal spear inch by inch. After that, it exploded in mid-air and turned into fine powder.
"Kill!"
Chu Feng rose into the air in a domineering and ostentatious manner. He swooped down and forcefully collided with the Little Martial God.
This time, he used the Yang Realm divine technique — Vairocana Fist!
He was activating the Thunderous Breathing Technique that he had just obtained. This was also the ultimate technique of the Yang Realm and just happened to be compatible with the fist intent of the Vairocana Fist. For a moment, the fist light erupted and connected heaven and earth as it shook everyone's hearts!
After several decades, Chu Feng finally made his move again. The might that he displayed was terrifying. Even the yellow-furred fox stopped drinking and muttered to itself, "You have some tricks up your sleeves. It's not easy for a person of unorthodox origin to reach this step!"
Bang!
The Little Martial God wore a grim smile as he blasted his palm over. He was confident that he was invincible below the Quasi-saint realm and that no one was his match. Therefore, he met force with force and wanted to eliminate this ghost.
Bang!
Their fists and palms collided and formed a shocking storm!
Chu Feng's soul light swayed and flickered indefinitely, but he stabilized himself in the end and stood in mid-air.
Blood flowed out from the corner of the Little Martial God's mouth. His body trembled and many cracks appeared on his corporeal body. In the end, he couldn't help but take a few steps back in the void. He found it very hard to believe that there was someone below the Quasi-saint realm who could rival him.
"How is this possible? You're just a Yin spirit!"
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