Chapter 1688 Murderous Intention Arises

In front of the battle.

The white-haired old woman spoke slowly: "Goddess, I come to pay my respects."

Within the array.

Ouyang Weiwei looked panicked: "Chu Fan, people from the Tianfeng Clan are here!"

"Come now. Since you can't hide, let's face it directly!"

Song Yan smiled, with a very relaxed expression. The star divine body had reached the late stage of the fourth level. Even without using the magical power at the bottom of the box, his strength was enough to stabilize the early stage of the Earth Immortal, and the strength of the high-level gods was comparable to that of the Earth Immortal. That’s all.

The next moment, the formation split open, and Song Yan led Ouyang Weiwei out.

"Goddess...you!"

When they saw the two holding hands together, the expressions of the great elder and the gods of the Tianfeng tribe became extremely surprised.

"She is not the goddess Feng Jiu, she is my wife Ouyang Weiwei!"

Song Yan spoke to the gods of the Tianfeng tribe, seeming to be announcing something.

Hearing this, a god from the Tianfeng Clan couldn't help shouting angrily: "How dare you, a despicable human being like you, the goddess of the Tianfeng Clan, can get your hands on it! Why don't you let go of the goddess!"

"Everyone, I am indeed not Feng Jiu, I am Ouyang Weiwei!"

While speaking, Ouyang Weiwei placed her cheek affectionately on Song Yan's shoulder.

After hearing Ouyang Weiwei's words, the expressions of the gods of Tianfeng tribe became even more ugly.

"Goddess, don't be seduced by this human bitch, come back quickly!"

"She is indeed not the Goddess Fengjiu!"

The Great Elder suddenly spoke. She practiced the way of the soul and was extremely sensitive to the soul aura. Although the soul aura of the woman in front of her was very similar to that of the goddess, she could sense the difference.

"How is this possible? She is not a goddess. What about the goddess?" The gods of the Tianfeng tribe were confused.

"The goddess has probably encountered something unexpected!"

The great elder spoke again, and his words were shocking.

"What?"

"impossible!"

"How could something unexpected happen to the goddess who is carrying the inherited treasure of my Tianfeng clan!"

Each of the goddesses exclaimed, unable to accept the statement that something unexpected had happened to the goddess.

Song Yan did not hide anything, and said frankly: "This old lady is right, Feng Jiu does not exist in the world. There is only Ouyang Weiwei in this world, and there will be no Feng Jiu!"

"Tell me, did you harm the goddess?"

A goddess from the Tianfeng tribe stared at Song Yan and asked with murderous intent on her face.

"Not bad!" Song Yan nodded, also not denying it.

"Come and die!"

The Tianfeng Clan god could no longer hold back, and flicked out a snow-white flame with his fingers, then flew towards Song Yan.

This flame doesn't emit any heat, it's just ordinary!

"That's the burning flames of nothingness!"

A nearby human god who was watching the battle whispered with a solemn expression, "The Void Burning Flame is one of the nine kinds of strange flames of the Tianfeng Clan. The Void Burning Flame does not burn other things, it only burns the soul. Even if the gods get a little bit, they will be burned." He was burned to the point of being burned to death, and a scorching flame of nothingness was enough to burn an intermediate god to death.

"Chu Fan, be careful, the scorching flames of nothingness specialize in burning the soul, I will deal with him!"

Ouyang Weiwei, who had integrated Feng Jiu's training memories, naturally understood the power of the Void Burning Flame. With a flick of her finger, three bright flames appeared and surrounded the Void Burning Flame with a whooshing sound.

"Chichi!"

The four flames clashed, and in a moment, the burning flames of nothingness were melted away.

Another god secretly commented: "That is the Heavenly Flame of Red Dust. It ranks second among the Nine Wonderful Flames of the Tianfeng Clan. It is said that only Feng Jiu, the goddess of the Tianfeng Clan, can cultivate it. How can that woman cast it? Could it be that she is Feng Jiu!" "

"goddess?"

The god stared at Ouyang Weiwei in surprise for a while.

"I am not a goddess, I am Ouyang Weiwei!" Ouyang Weiwei emphasized again.

"Although you are not Goddess Fengjiu, you can be called Goddess Weiwei. If you are willing to belong to our Tianfeng Clan, you can forget about it!" The Great Elder spoke again.

"this?"

Ouyang Weiwei was a little hesitant, because she had seen that the gods of the Tianfeng tribe were very strong. Not to mention the great elder who was a high-level god, there were three other high-level gods, and the remaining twelve were all at the peak of intermediate gods. Finally, Even Feng Jiu's nine maids are intermediate gods.

Four high-level gods and twenty-one intermediate gods.

With her strength, even if she uses the inherited treasure, she can resist at most one high-level god. If the rest besiege Chu Fan, Chu Fan may only die. This is the reason for her hesitation.

"Weiwei, I can guarantee that as long as you join the Tianfeng Clan, we will no longer pursue his fault!" The Great Elder spoke again.

"really?"

Ouyang Weiwei asked.

"If you join our Tianfeng Clan, you will be the goddess of our Tianfeng Clan. How could I lie to you!" The great elder's tone became more and more kind and gentle.

"I……!"

But before Ouyang Weiwei's words came out, Song Yan's voice sounded: "Silly girl, there is no need for you, you sacrifice, you step aside first, let me solve it!"

"But……!"

"There is no but, believe me!"

Under Song Yan's firm gaze, Ouyang Weiwei finally nodded and retreated behind him.

Song Yan took a step forward, starting from the great elder and slowly scanning the gods of the Tianfeng tribe, and then said: "Do you really think you can defeat me?"

"Is not it?"

A Tianfeng Clan god sneered.

"Junior human race, don't act out of emotion!" The great elder persuaded with a smile, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes. The Tianfeng tribe is one of the most noble races in the Manggu continent, how could she put a human race in her eyes.

"hehe!"

Song Yan smiled, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and thought to himself, should we kill these four high-level gods in advance? In any case, we will be enemies with them from now on.

"Great Elder, this little human thief is really arrogant, why don't you let me kill him!" The mid-level god who had previously used the Void Burning Flame volunteered.

"allow!"

The great elder nodded.

"Boy, get up here and die!"

The god stepped forward and waved to Song Yan with a very disdainful expression.

at this time.

"Chiyin!"

A shocking sword cry sounded, and then, with a flash of sword light, the body of the intermediate god of the Tianfeng tribe suddenly split open.

Blood rains from the sky, and the whole world is saddened!

"How can it be?"

"He is not a god yet, how could he kill an intermediate god with one sword!"

"Our human race has given birth to another great descendant, he will definitely become a high-level god when he becomes a god!"

Each of the gods who had arrived recently spoke with great amazement.

And the gods who had come here a long time ago had another story:

"Demon King Chu is worthy of the name of Demon King. He can kill the intermediate gods with one sword, so powerful!"

"It took Demon King Chu more than ten moves to crush the intermediate god of the True Dragon Clan, but this time he only used one move. His strength is even more terrifying!"

The expressions of the gods of the Tianfeng Clan became very ugly.

Song Yan raised his sword and pointed it at the Great Elder and the other three high-level gods: "Come together, you should step forward and die one by one!"

Directly provoking four high-level gods?

Hearing Song Yan's words, the spectators were stunned for a moment, secretly wondering whether this Demon King of Chu was seeking death?