Chapter 1853: Odds

Zhao Feng's voice fell into everyone's ears.

Everyone was shocked.

"More than a month ago, he was only a low-ranking sage. How is this possible?" The masters of Baizhan Valley couldn't believe it.

"He has a quick way to break through, that's why I became a deadly enemy with him. If he continues to break through, your Hundred Battle Valley will definitely be destroyed, so I suggest that we join hands. At that time, I only ask him to die. As for the corpse, you can do it." Take it away." Zhao Feng said.

Although what they said was sincere, the Baizhan Valley side was dubious. After all, they had fought against the Qilin ancient clan for countless years, but they couldn't tell the winner.

Now that I hear that the situation will change in a short period of time, I can't believe it.

"If you don't believe it, forget it, and don't blame me for being wiped out by then."

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, Black Horn turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by people from Baizhan Valley.

"You have seen my strength just now, don't you think these people can stop me?"

Zhao Feng sneered.

Just now, he was attacked by several masters at the level of the eighth-rank Saint Emperor, but he was unharmed and killed one person instead.

Although Baizhan Valley surrounded him now, it was still unknown whether he could break through his defense.

No, for Zhao Feng, these people would never be able to break through Black Horn's exchange for dragon scales, unless the owner of the Valley of Battles did it himself.

Don't forget, Black Horn still has the undead Divine Phoenix body in his body, which has extremely strong recovery power. Even if the owner of the Hundred Battles Valley takes action, it is still a question of whether Black Horn can be killed.

What's more, Black Horn can be resurrected now, when the time comes, don't lose your wife and lose your army.

"I have conveyed your suggestion to the owner of the valley, and he invited you to gather in the valley." said the old man who took the lead.

"it is good!"

Zhao Feng nodded, even if he let the Sword Immortal avatar follow, although he said he was not afraid of the Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, what if the opponent had some trump card?

You can't use the Time Reversal skill now, so be careful!

The people of the valley of battles,

I didn't know his details, so I thought that the sword fairy avatar was Zhao Feng, so I took him back. As for Heijiao, he stayed nearby.

"In half a month, I will be able to break through to the sixth-rank holy king, and Black Horn will also break through to the level of the holy king. At that time, I will be able to sweep the entire battlefield of purgatory."

Zhao Feng thought to himself.

It's just that Shi Xingyu's cultivation speed is faster than him, if he breaks through before him, then it will be troublesome.

At that time, even Baizhan Valley and him would not be able to stop Shi Xingyu.

Therefore, this matter must be resolved quickly.

Soon, the Sword Immortal avatar followed the masters, came to the Valley of Hundred Battles, and met the owner of the Valley of Hundred Battles.

The owner of the Baizhan Valley is a middle-aged man with an amiable smile on his face, and his realm is a ninth-rank holy emperor, the same as the patriarch of the Qilin ancient clan.

After seeing Zhao Feng, he also looked at it carefully, and then asked: "Your Excellency..."

"Under Zhao Feng!"

Zhao Feng finally announced his name, and he may cooperate with Baizhan Valley in the future, so he must appear more sincere.

"I don't know Brother Zhao, where did you learn from?" the owner of Baizhan Valley asked.

"No family, no faction, a lonely family, because of the unicorn body on his body, he was caught by someone outside and thrown into the battlefield of purgatory." Zhao Feng replied.

"So it is!"

Everyone understood. At first they thought that Zhao Feng was a trump card cultivated by the ancient Qilin clan, but they didn't expect it to be so.

"It's not too late, everyone just open the skylight and speak clearly."

Zhao Feng didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I think the owner of the valley has already understood the ins and outs. What do you think of my cooperation?"

"This……"

The owner of Baizhan Valley turned his head to look at the others, and said: "I, Baizhan Valley, and the Qilin Ancient Clan have been fighting for countless years, and now you say that there will be a winner during this period, I can't believe it. "

"Let me just say it straight, as long as you cooperate with me, then I have 90% certainty to destroy the ancient Qilin clan!" Zhao Feng said confidently.

"Your Excellency, why do you have such confidence, just relying on that black giant dragon?" the owner of Baizhan Valley asked puzzledly.

"No, what I rely on is not it, but a fetish!"

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he looked to one side and said, "Can you let that holy beast come to me?"

At this time, what he was looking at was a tamed seventh-rank holy emperor-level holy beast.

"doing what?"

The holy beast spit out human words and landed in front of his eyes.

"Everyone knows that the vast majority of the Qilin ancient clan are demon cultivators. If I can reduce the strength of those demon cultivators who have turned into real bodies by 80%, what do you think the chances of winning will be?" Zhao Feng said slowly.

As for the fetish in his mouth, it was naturally the Beast God Bell.

When the two sides fight, the demon cultivators of the Qilin Ancient Clan must turn into their bodies and go all out. When the beast god bell comes out, the Qilin Ancient Clan's combat power will be greatly reduced, and they will not be able to stop the masters of Baizhan Valley.

"How is this possible? How can there be such a heaven-defying fetish?"

Someone around said immediately.

Indeed, no one would believe what you said, but if you saw it with your own eyes, it would be different.

The sword fairy avatar has the same ability as Zhao Feng, and he directly summoned the stone demon that had turned into the beast god bell.

As soon as the beast god bell came out, the strength of the seventh-rank holy emperor-level holy beast in front of him dropped by 80% instantly.

Everyone felt it for a while, only to feel that the aura of this holy beast was greatly reduced.

"Guzhu, my strength... has dropped by 80%!"

This holy beast speaks words.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.

"This is what I rely on. It is my real name, the beast god bell. If you two go to war, I will sacrifice it. At that time, let alone other people, even the patriarch of the Qilin ancient clan will have to lower his level." Eighty percent of combat effectiveness."

Having said that, Zhao Feng couldn't help but cast his gaze on the owner of the Hundred Battles Valley, and said, "How much do you think the chances of winning will be for you?"

"If this is the case, then we have at least a 90% chance of winning!"

"No, more than 90%, if the patriarch of the ancient Qilin clan is also suppressed, our chances of winning will reach 100%!"

"Yes, the patriarch of the Qilin Ancient Clan is actually a wild Qilin, extremely powerful. If his strength decreases, he may not be the enemy of Guzhu!"

The people around discussed it one after another.

To be honest, the effect of the Beast God Bell made Baizhan Valley take the initiative.

"If we can succeed this time, we can leave this bullshit purgatory battlefield, and we don't need to die so many brothers." The owner of Baizhan Valley thought in his heart.

The Purgatory Battlefield was established by a certain power. They were captured in the Valley of Hundred Battles countless years ago and fought against the ancient Qilin tribe who had the same fate.

If they can win, then they can leave!