Chapter 1856: The Holy One

"Shi Xingyu, go to hell!"

At this time, the Sword Immortal avatar suddenly yelled angrily, and Black Horn opened its mouth, and then sprayed out that terrifying attack.

Redeem Dragon Roar!

"Do not!"

Shi Xingyu's true self opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't believe that he would fall into this situation.

Unfortunately, the matter is a foregone conclusion!

"boom!"

The exchange dragon roared, engulfing Shi Xingyu's real body, and exchanged it all in an instant.

Shi Xingyu's unicorn battle body and undead divine phoenix battle body are a bit different from Zhao Feng's. After the deity dies, the immortal clone will also be buried with him.

In an instant, Shi Xingyu, the six-fold body, also dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

"Ding! Congratulations on increasing your murderous aura!"

"Ding! Congratulations on killing the owner of the battle body, the system rewards the Tianmu Qilin battle body and the undead phoenix battle body once!"

After hearing these two system prompts, Zhao Feng only felt that the system was too stingy.

He managed to kill Shi Xingyu, and he only advanced to the battle body twice, isn't it too picky?

However, generally speaking, the matter is resolved.

As soon as Shi Xingyu died, the mission was completed, and Zhao Feng could finally use the time reversal skill.

At this moment, the masters of Baizhan Valley have already eliminated all the masters of the Qilin ancient clan.

"If you want to win, you must kill the opponent's leader, and then kill the opponent's flag, and someone will come!"

The owner of Baizhan Valley thought about it, then searched, and finally found the military flag of the ancient Qilin clan.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the military flag was chopped off.

Battle Valley, a complete victory!

"Brother Zhao, we were able to win this time thanks to you!" the owner of the Hundred Battles Valley said to Zhao Feng.

"Everyone asks for what they need!"

Zhao Feng replied with a smile.

At this time, he, who was able to use the void soul eye, took his own body over and hid it in Black Horn's body.

What made him curious was who created this purgatory battlefield.

Who is controlling this purgatory battlefield?

Just when he was surprised, a powerful coercion suddenly spread, and everyone turned their heads to look, and found that the protective formation in the air had also broken.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly descended from the sky.

"Holy, holy?"

After the Valley Master of Baizhan Valley felt it, his body trembled.

The person who came was actually a master of the Holy King who surpassed the Holy Emperor!

The middle-aged saint slowly descended from the sky like a god, then looked around, and set his eyes on the owner of the Baizhan Valley.

"According to the agreement, you can leave this purgatory battlefield after you have wiped out the ancient Qilin clan in Baizhan Valley!" said the middle-aged saint.

"Thank you, sir!" The owner of the Baizhan Valley said hastily.

"but!"

At this moment, the middle-aged sage suddenly said a turning point, which made the owner of Baizhan Valley a little curious.

He paused, and said: "The original agreement with you was not from my Ancient Demon Kingdom, but from the Ancient Cangyan Kingdom. Your Baizhan Valley wiped out the ancient Qilin tribe, causing my master to lose a territory to the other party. , so, none of you will be able to leave!"

What?

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Didn't it say yes, if you win the opponent, you can leave, how can you go back on your word?

Indeed, it was not this middle-aged sage who made the agreement with the owner of Baizhan Valley, but the envoy from the ancient country of Cangyan.

This middle-aged saint belonged to the ancient kingdom of demons, that is, the side that hoped for the victory of the ancient Qilin clan.

Now, Zhao Feng also understands what is going on in this purgatory battlefield.

It turned out that this was the battlefield established by the Ancient Demon Kingdom and the Ancient Cangyan Kingdom.

The ancient Qilin tribe represents the ancient kingdom of demons, while the Baizhan Valley represents the ancient kingdom of Cangyan. If one side wins, it can get a territory from the other side.

Now that Baizhan Valley is victorious, the emissary of the ancient kingdom of demons will naturally not show a good face.

"My lord, you can't do this!"

The owner of Baizhan Valley said suddenly.

"Hmph, I didn't kill you, I did my best." The middle-aged saint said.

Everyone's face changed drastically. They didn't expect that after one catastrophe, another catastrophe was ushered in. It's really bad luck.

Zhao Feng also felt very helpless. Although Shi Xingyu was dead at this time, he could still use the time reversal skill.

However, going back in time cannot return to yesterday, to be precise, it can only return to a certain moment after Shi Xingyu's death.

In this case, going back in time is completely useless for the current situation.

Even if he escapes, can he escape the eyes of a saint?

What's more, Zhao Feng felt that this saint was not ordinary, he represented the ancient kingdom of demon spirits, maybe it was not a low-level saint, but maybe a middle-level saint.

Just when everyone was desperate, another figure appeared in the sky.

"Devil Envoy, let's meet again!"

A young man with long hair came over and grinned.

Seeing this, the face of the middle-aged sage changed. It seemed that his plan to take these people away was going to be ruined.

"Messenger of Cangyan, don't come here unharmed!" said the middle-aged Holy Venerable.

"This battle was won by the ancient country of Cangyan. These people should be taken away by me, right?" said the long-haired youth.

"That's right, I thought you weren't coming, so I wanted to take them away!" The middle-aged saint nodded.

The long-haired young man smiled slightly and said, "May I ask, what are you trying to do by taking them away?"

"They caused my master to lose the Chilongling. I want to send them into the nine gates of hell and let them enjoy all kinds of hardships." The middle-aged venerable said not at all euphemistically.

Although they don't know where the Nine Gates of Ghost Gate are, the people in Baizhan Valley know that it is not a good place.

However, the long-haired young man is very familiar with the nine gates of ghosts, after all, this is a place that is frightened in the ancient kingdom of demons.

"Haha, that's how it is."

The long-haired young man smiled, wrapped everyone with holy power, and said, "This battle is over, so I won't stay any longer. I hope your country can withdraw the army led by Chilong and let us take it over!"

"My ancient kingdom of demons can still afford to lose, so farewell!"

As the middle-aged sage said, he turned around and left alone. As for the survivors of the Qilin ancient clan, he didn't bother to care about them.

A bunch of trash caused the Ancient Demon Kingdom to lose a territory, so it's not bad that he didn't kill those people.

After the middle-aged saint left, the long-haired young man turned his head to look at everyone, and said: "My name is Gu Tianlei, from the ancient Cangyan country. You have won the Chilong collar for my ancient Cangyan country. The master will definitely reward you greatly."

"Thank you, my lord!"

The owner of Baizhan Valley said immediately.

"Well, let's go!"

Gu Tianlei nodded, and immediately took everyone away.

This time, there was no danger. Fortunately, the Cangyan envoy came, otherwise it would have been miserable.

"Master Messenger, where is the Nine Passes of the Ghost Gate?"

At this time, Zhao Feng suddenly asked.