Chapter 1137: Burial of the World

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At that level, an existence that had cultivated to the top of heaven and earth, he had actually died on this path. Such a result makes people a little frightened and frightened.

Ling Feng looked at the skeleton silently, he couldn't see the other party's facial expression, but the posture of keeping it forward was enough to shake every heart.

The other party is full of dare, full of fanatical fighting spirit, to be the enemy of heaven and earth, to go against the sky......

However, after all, the last threshold could not be crossed.

Even so, it is admirable enough.

Ling Feng bowed towards the corpse and let out a leisurely breath of turbid air. At this moment, he is no longer a young man, but a veritable old man.

His hair was all white, his face was full of wrinkles, and even when he took a step forward, he was extremely tired and tired.

He gasped for a few minutes before taking the next step.

And so on.

"Ahead, will there be the remains of the Great Emperor?"

"Did they disappear for 100,000 years and die on the avenue?"

With infinite curiosity, Ling Feng continued to move forward.

In the end, he did not die of old age in this terrible abyss of time, but walked out. A light greeted him, and there was no more darkness in the abyss.

Finally, he walked out, and at the moment he was already a little tired and out of breath.

Fortunately, the terrible years did not continue to pass, otherwise I really couldn't hold on.

A few minutes passed before Ling Feng slowly adjusted to the day. As far as the eye can see, there is an endless stretch of sand, stretching for thousands of miles.

There is a small river in the middle, which is rippling and sparkling.

It's just that this river water looks a little scary, and the whole body is golden.

The waves on the river are too big, undulating and overwhelming.

"Could it be that this is the Burial Sky Stream?" Ling Feng frowned, horrified in his heart.

What a domineering burial stream!

Although it is only a hundred feet wide, this terrifying heat wave swept away, as if it was about to swallow heaven and earth.

What is even more surprising is that there is an old man fishing on the beach not far away.

The old man was dressed in a robe, wearing a hat, holding an old and ordinary bamboo pole in his hand, and was concentrating on fishing. This situation is extremely weird.

With such big waves, and such a strange little river, where do the fish come from?

Ling Feng didn't meddle in his affairs after all, but slowly stepped forward and asked the old man about something.

The old man's ears were a little uncomfortable, and he asked a few times, but he still looked confused, "What did you say?"

"Looking for someone, who are you looking for?"

"The predecessor who left a remnant of his memory at the end of the world!"

"Oh, it's called the end of the world, I haven't heard of it......"

Ling Feng was sweating profusely, and he was almost angry to death by this old man.

I could only continue to ask three times with great patience.

In the end, the old man finally understood, revealing a hint of surprise, "It turned out to be the weird old man, I remembered!"

"Senpai, can you tell him where he is now?"

He ...... Dead!" the old man finally sighed.

"Dead?" Ling Feng couldn't believe it.

"It's been dead for more than a hundred years!"

"Whew~" Ling Feng exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, and couldn't help but sigh that Providence made people.

Mom sold batches, after so much suffering, she finally came here, and now she told him that the senior had been dead for hundreds of years.

Ling Feng almost vomited blood in anger.

"Old man, do your predecessors have descendants?"

"Nope!"

"Where's my friend?"

"Neither!"

"Shhh

"And where is the place where his bones are buried?"

Then the old man pointed to the river.

and a slick stone not far away.

The small stone, with sharp edges and corners, was sharpened and smoothed. Obviously, being sat for a long time.

Then the old man continued, "He used to like to sit there and fish!"

“......”

"Old man, thank you!" Ling Feng finally couldn't say anything anymore, turned around silently, and left in despair.

And at this time, the hook of the old man who had not moved for a long time was shaking violently.

Immediately afterwards, the old man swung his rod and caught a big golden carp.

Ling Feng's eyes were full of shock, obviously he didn't expect such a result.

Especially when he sensed that the golden carp contained endless vitality, his whole face was almost distorted. A small carp contains such a terrifying vitality, it is really terrifying.

At this moment, he finally knew why the old man was fishing again.

It is also to understand the meaning of burying the heavenly stream.

Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by an old angler, "Young man, this carp is for you!

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, and then his figure disappeared completely.

No trace was left.

"Master!" Ling Feng exclaimed.

Especially when he grabbed the golden carp with his own hands, the shock was even stronger, "Could it be that this senior is the person I am looking for?"

"But why did he deceive me?"

Ling Feng really couldn't figure it out, so he decided to stay here and wait.

However, three days later, the old man still did not appear.

Waiting and waiting, Ling Feng became weaker and weaker, so he roasted the big carp left by the old man. When the fish meat entered, surging vitality poured into the limbs and hundreds of remains, making the lost vitality quickly make up for it.

Ling Feng returned to his original appearance, and he clearly felt that his hands were stronger and stronger. The whole carp is belly, and the surging vitality can even compete with the dead air.

This discovery made him excited, and he immediately sat cross-legged on the spot and entered the cultivation state.

There is no concept of time in cultivation, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

After all, Ling Feng couldn't wait for the old man to appear, so he left the burial world and returned to the ground.

In the darkness, an old figure seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Seeing Ling Feng appear, he left with confidence.

"Who are you?" Ling Feng sensed the other party's presence.

The slightly old figure trembled for a moment, and finally spit out two words, "Old man!"

After that, he left without looking back.

Ling Feng didn't chase after him, but just sighed that this world was too wonderful.

There are so many secrets hidden that people can't reveal them all.

"Where is the ferryman?" this is the question that Ling Feng is most concerned about at the moment, but unfortunately he has no clue and can't find an answer.

He could only grope for himself in the darkness.

At this moment, the Yin and Yang Realm has gathered enough strong people. Among them, there are many strong people in the Great Perfection, and half-step god kings can also be seen everywhere.

Even the existence of the god king and other anti-heaven beings, people have discovered a lot.

They were curious about what was coming.

"Will there be a fairy aura?"

"There are also treasures against the sky, will they really appear? We have been here long enough, and we have not found any traces of the artifact!" I want to talk about "The Peerless Immortal Venerable of the Flower Capital" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~