The First Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy-Three Chapters Liejin Family Shot

? Zhao Feng reluctantly left the Pool of Life.

On the way, Zhao Feng learned that Han Ning'er had also achieved great results in these three days.

She visited more rare material planting areas, saw many rare materials she had never seen before, and was fortunate enough to enter the "Shengfa Hall" of the Holy Land of Life and browse some precious ancient books that she was interested in.

Under the leadership of Xiahouwu, Zhao Feng and several others came to a secret hall.

There were only three people inside, two old men and one young man.

Of these two old men, one of them was Xiahou Wu's master, a dry-faced old man whom Zhao Feng had met when he first came here.

On the other hand, the other person is shorter and paler, with pale green hair flowing, and his aura seems to be stronger than that of the withered-faced old man.

The young man in the golden robe next to them was the Quanlong Guanlong.

"Junior Zhao Feng, I have seen all the seniors in the Holy Land!"

Zhao Feng looked at the two elders.

"Zhao Xiaoyou, these three days have been pretty good in the Holy Land of Life!"

The dry-faced old man said directly.

"This is the first time this junior has come to the Holy Land. Everything here is something I have never seen before..."

Zhao Feng told the truth.

Everything in the Holy Land of Life was the best he had ever seen.

"This is nature. Among the many holy places, the Holy Land of Life is also one of the oldest and most powerful holy places!"

Guanlong Quan Shen said proudly on the side.

His glory was robbed by Zhao Feng, so he longed to surpass Zhao Feng in other aspects to regain his sense of accomplishment.

Afterwards, the two exchanged a few more polite words, and the dry-faced old man went straight to the topic.

"Zhao Xiaoyou, the Holy Land of Life needs a talent like you. If you stay here, the treatment will definitely be several times better than in the Spiritual Race, and you are also a practitioner of the body, and you also have blood and eye pupils. In this regard, only the Holy Land of Life can give you. Greatest help..."

The old man with a dry face said kindly.

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed slightly.

From the time he came to the Holy Land of Life, he expected to encounter such a thing.

He also knew that his itinerary after he came to the Holy Land of Life was also arranged by the elders of the Holy Land.

First of all, let Zhao Feng see the resources and background of the Holy Land of Life, and then give him huge benefits - the Pool of Life...

Finally, give many promises.

If you were an ordinary person, how could you refuse such an invitation.

On the side, Han Ning'er was very excited.

She did not expect that Zhao Feng would be personally invited by the Holy Land Elder.

Being able to enter the Holy Land of Life is something that all doctors dream of. Such good things have also appeared in Han Ning'er's dreams.

On the other side, Guanlong Zhun's expression was a little bad.

Once Zhao Feng entered the Holy Land of Life, his name was completely covered up by Zhao Feng.

But what Zhao Feng said next made everyone present stunned.

"Thanks to the love of the elders, the younger generation has a good life in the Spirit Clan, and I don't want to change places so quickly."

Zhao Feng refused, and the reason for refusal was not a reason at all.

Actually, Zhao Feng thought about this question before coming here.

If he came to the Holy Land of Life, Zhao Yufei would also come.

He can be free from worries, but Zhao Yufei has lived in the Spirit Clan for more than 30 years and has made many friends.

Zhao Feng didn't want Zhao Yufei to give up everything else for himself.

Moreover, Zhao Feng does not plan to take the way of body training in the future, and the path his pupils and the eyes of life take have little to do with each other, so the help given to him by the Holy Land of Life is not as great as the old man with dry face said.

Most importantly, he did not know what attitude the Holy Land of Life maintained towards his divine eyes.

The ninth god's eye is very important!

"He refused?"

In addition to being surprised, Guanlong Zhunshen felt a little strange in his heart.

He was proud of the Holy Land, and took the initiative to invite Zhao Feng, but was rejected.

"Zhao Xiaoyou, do you have anything to hide?"

The dry-faced old man was shocked for a moment, and then asked.

"I came here this time in the hope that the Holy Land of Life can leave my friend..."

Zhao Feng changed the subject and shifted everyone's attention to Han Ning'er.

"Junior Han Ning'er, I have seen all the seniors in the Holy Land!"

Han Ning'er was stunned for a moment, and then said slightly cautiously.

After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhao Feng, wondering what she was thinking.

"The Eye of Life, you can stay here!"

The little old man spoke for the first time.

"The Eye of Life?"

Xiahouwu and Guanlong looked at Han Ninger in surprise.

All along, everyone's eyes have been focused on Zhao Feng, naturally ignoring the low-level Han Ning'er next to him.

After careful perception, they immediately noticed the bloodline of the descendant of the Eye of Life on Han Ning'er.

"Since you don't want to stay here, the Holy Land of Life will not force it. If you want to come in the future, the door of the Holy Land of Life will be open to you at any time!"

That stature is short.

As soon as these words came out, the dry-faced old man was a little surprised.

Even if Zhao Feng refused just now, there should still be room for retention.

For example, take out some magic weapons, resources, treasures, give better promises, etc.

"what?"

Guanlong looked at the old man with a stiff expression.

Zhao Feng refused the invitation from the Holy Land, but this lord was still so friendly that the gate of the Holy Land was always open to Zhao Feng.

"Thank you for your love, senior!"

Zhao Feng's eyes carefully looked at the small old man.

As soon as the elder spoke, everyone present acquiesced without saying much.

It seems that the other party is the strongest here!

"Junior will say goodbye first..."

After chatting for a while, Zhao Feng bid farewell.

After all, it has been a long time since he left the Spiritual Race.

"If you stay here, your potential will be realized, and you will be able to complete the things entrusted to you by Shencaomen..."

Zhao Feng said to Han Ning'er.

Thinking of Shencaomen, Han Ning'er's eyes became firm again.

After leaving, Zhao Feng left the Holy Land of Life.

Later, Han Ning'er was also taken down by Xiahouwu and Guanlong.

In the hall, there are only two old men left.

"My lord, why did you let him go so easily?"

The dry-faced old man was a little puzzled.

"His true cultivation is seventh-order!"

That stature is short.

"What? How... how is this possible?"

The face of the dry-faced old man suddenly changed, and he was shocked.

Of course, it can only be determined that Zhao Feng is currently a seventh-order ancient god. It is unknown whether he will hit the sixth-order, then upgrade to the seventh-order, or directly hit the seventh-order.

"Although it's a pity, Zhao Feng sent a descendant of the Eye of Life, which also allowed the Holy Land of Life to establish a connection with him..."

After the short stature finished, he disappeared.

...

After leaving the Holy Land of Life, Zhao Feng determined the route to return to the Spiritual Race and began to hurry.

On the way, relying on the tokens of the core Spirit Race children, he smoothly shuttled through the teleportation formations of various forces.

However, just after three transmissions, Zhao Feng encountered a situation.

"Come out!"

Zhao Feng stood still and looked into the void in the distance!

Hu chi chi!

At this moment, a golden flame burned in the void.

Immediately, a man with a straight and tall broken arm, whose whole body was like gold and iron, stepped out slowly.

That powerful breath is undoubtedly the ancient god.

"You actually found me!"

The man looked at Zhao Feng with a look of surprise.

First of all, Zhao Feng is the most dazzling genius in Zilingyu, and this is the first time he has seen it.

Secondly, Zhao Feng could actually detect him hiding in the void, which made him very curious.

"It seems that the Liejin Clan took action after learning that I appeared in the Holy Land of Life, and squatted on the way back to the Spirit Clan..."

From the man's attire, Zhao Feng could guess the forces behind the other party.

Zhao Feng appeared in the Holy Land of Life, and the news naturally could not be concealed.

"You have rejected the invitation of the Holy Land of Life. In this case, the Liejin family doesn't have to win over you!"

The man with the broken arm suddenly turned cold.

When Zhao Feng appeared in the Holy Land of Life, the Liejin Clan naturally understood that the Holy Land of Life would definitely invite Zhao Feng.

If Zhao Feng agreed, he would definitely stay in the Holy Land of Life. If he refused, he would definitely return to the Spiritual Race.

Therefore, the Liejin Clan set up a lot of eyeliners on the route back to the Spirit Clan early in the morning. As soon as Zhao Feng appeared, the man with the broken arm would act.

"The Spirit Race should have given you some trump cards, otherwise you wouldn't be so calm when you meet me!"

The man with the broken arm showed a playful smile.

"However, I am also prepared to kill you personally, you will surely die!"

The face of the man with the broken arm suddenly changed, and a scorching killing intent rushed towards Zhao Feng.

Swish!

In the hand of the man with the broken arm, a silver ball of light appeared, and on the surface of the light ball, there were white crystal runes flowing.

As soon as he pointed it out, a series of silver rune light curtains burst out from the silver ball of light, blending into the void of heaven and earth.

A space-binding force pervaded the world, and was mainly aimed at Zhao Feng.

"With the existence of this air-locking artifact 'Sky Bound Pearl', you can't escape!"

The man with the broken arm grinned like a golden light, charging towards Zhao Feng.

Before it approached, Zhao Feng felt a scorching sharp light.

The Liejin Clan ranks 21st in the Primordial Ten Thousand Clan, slightly behind the Spirit Clan, but their combat power is extremely powerful and should not be underestimated.

"Can you also call it an air lock artifact?"

Zhao Feng couldn't help sneering.

"die!"

The man with the broken arm turned his palm into a sharp blade, and his body turned into a golden flame, penetrating the void and hitting Zhao Feng directly.

The man with the broken arm has a higher level of space-locking artifact, so that others do not use the space profound meaning, but he himself is not affected.

At this moment, a dark silver robe appeared on Zhao Feng's body.

Swish!

The robe waved, and a pitch-black flame shadow appeared in front of Zhao Feng.

Boom!

The World Destruction Black Flood Dragon's claws slammed out violently, and a burst of red-black dragon flame collided with the man with the broken arm.

"This is the powerhouse that contains the world-destroying dragon family!"

The man with the broken arm stepped back for a while, looking a little surprised.

It seemed that this was the bodyguard given to Zhao Feng by the Spiritual Race.

However, although the other party has the top ten bloodlines, the concentration is too low to match him, who has the bloodline of the Liejin family.

"The robe of time and space!"

The broken-arm man's gaze landed on Zhao Feng's robe, and his shock was even bigger than seeing the World Destruction Black Flood Dragon.

At this moment, Zhao Feng turned the Space Profound Truth, urging the robe of time and space.

Whoosh!

Layers of shadows in the dark silver space penetrated into the space of heaven and earth, and an invisible force of space restraint descended on the man with the broken arm.

"In this way, you can't escape!"

Zhao Feng smiled coldly and returned to him what the man with the broken arm had just said.

His space-time robe is extremely versatile, and this space-locking ability is naturally there.

"Haha, I don't know how high the sky is!"

The man with the broken arm laughed suddenly, his face became more excited, and the golden flames burned in his eyes.

The World Extinguishing Black Flood Dragon is not his opponent. Although the Space-Time Robe is a superb artifact, it is an auxiliary defense type, so it is difficult for Zhao Feng to cause damage to him.

As long as he kills the World-Destroying Black Flood Dragon, doesn't Zhao Feng allow him to slaughter?

Even if Zhao Feng had other trump cards from the Spirit Race, the man with the broken arm couldn't kill him, but he still had the confidence to escape.

At that time, if the secret of the robe of time and space is leaked out, the enemy Zhao Feng wants to guard against will not only be the Liejin family. R1148