Chapter 1645 (1/2)

”You are seeds, hope and our successors. In a sense, you can also be regarded as our descendants, corresponding to our ten ancestors. If one day we have an accident, you will replace us, sublimate the road and become the ancestors of our family!” Said an ancestor.

Lu Jiji's creatures all suck the cold air. One day, the ancestors may die. Who in the world has such great power? It's impossible!

In their cognition, the ancestor is absolutely the strongest creature, and there is no way to go.

The ten great ancestors didn't say much. They all sat on the ancient coffin and began to deduce. They wanted to find the real body of the famine and kill it!

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Over the past 90 years, many mortals have ended their lives, and Ying Xiaoxiao also has a wisp of white hair. She has been peaceful and happy these years, but recently she has been sad. She is really going to grow old.

Yangjian, the end of the law era has been very terrible, but now it has changed to the era of Jueling, which only appears in the legend!

”Brother Chu Feng, I'm getting old, but I don't want you to see me in my old age.” She began to take the initiative to let Chu Feng leave. Although she had endless attachment, she really didn't want her old body to appear in front of her beloved.

”I will not leave, accompany you to the old, to the end.” Chu Feng whispered softly.

”I'm already very happy with your words, but I don't want that. You'd better... Leave and come back when I'm... Gone.” Ying Xiaoxiao is depressed.

”If you want me to leave, you can also travel far. This is the Rune of the dog king. You leave the sun!” Chu Feng said.

”I......” Ying Xiaoxiao was tangled, and she couldn't bear it.

”Don't worry, I won't die of old age. I'll live in the world. When I'm strong enough, I'll find you!” Chu Feng said, so we can meet again in the future.

Finally, Ying Xiaoxiao wept, reluctantly, and disappeared in a glow.

Chu Feng couldn't be quiet for a long time until it was almost dawn. He fell asleep. Evolutionists at his level didn't need to sleep.

In his deep sleep, he went into a dream, dreamed of Zhou Xi, dreamed that they had a child, and finally dreamed of Ying Xiaoxiao, who also held a little boy, and then he woke up.

It was not a nightmare, but a very relaxed and warm dream, which made him reluctant to get up for a long time.

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Broken mountains and rivers, flattened towering mountains, the whole sunny land has been desolate in recent years, with ground fissures everywhere, often thousands of miles of bare land and no people.

The sun was bleak, and more than 89% of the creatures of all ethnic groups died. With the sudden advent of the end of the law, many old monks who barely survived died suddenly recently.

In particular, the end of the law era began to change to the era of Jueling. Even the evolutionists in the young age also encountered great crises and misfortunes.

The evolutionary path of a whole generation was ruthlessly terminated and completely interrupted.

Originally, the first World War of that year led to the decline of the heavens, and the sun was almost destroyed, bleeding and rowing, with countless deaths and injuries of all ethnic groups. Now it will enter the era of Jue Ling, and it will be difficult to give birth to evolutionists in the world.

This is the tragedy of an era. History is bleeding, mountains and rivers are withering, and the whole world is broken. After the disaster, it is not a new life, but a longer period of decline.

Chu Feng couldn't bear to witness, saw too many human suffering, thought of the bright world in the past, and then saw the desolate scene in front of him. He was blocked in his heart.

The remaining old evolutionists have been sitting down in succession in recent years. Some have collapsed, some have lost their essence and spirit, and some have dried up their blood and gas. In the process of moving towards the era of Jueling, the soul light is quickly extinguished.

”Send the sages, the Taoist friends and the ancestors. The era that once came to an end!” Chu Feng's nose is sour and has endless bitterness.

He also saw the familiar faces in the past. Although they had no deep friends, they had met before, but now they are old, white haired and died in the age of the dead.

The whole generation is ruined, and the new generation has no one to practice!

Chu Feng walked for three years. He wanted to walk every inch of land, look in the broken mountains and rivers, and see off the last batch of old monks.

All the old evolutionists died. It was the war of this era. He burst into tears.

Looking at the exhausted sun, he felt endless fatigue. In an era of no hope, those teenagers could no longer evolve.

This is an era of despair, especially for those who have directly experienced these since that great age, the old family and great orthodoxy, and these ethnic groups are also unable to look up to the sky and pale. Since then, the old people have disappeared and all died. Where will the young children go?

They have experienced and know the old things, but now they hold the Scriptures and can't practice them. Since then, they have no extraordinary power. Like ordinary people, they will spend a hard time in the world of mortals. Their life is only a hundred years!

For three consecutive years, Chu Feng was on the bloody broken earth. He couldn't pursue the rolling red dust of the past. Everything declined too violently.

He witnessed the suffering of the remnant world and became more and more firm in his belief to become a red immortal in an era when it was impossible to practice!

He wants to be strong and want to change all this!

Suddenly, his heart was frightened and suffocated, and his life seemed to end.

The cold hairs of Chu wind stood upright. This feeling... Is a little familiar. It is very like the day when the world burst, and there is a sense of despair that the end is coming.