The First Thousand Two Hundred and Eighty Chapters First Victory

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"Elder, please rest assured, as far as I know, the Liejin Clan only meets the requirements, and only the ancient god of gold fury, and he is not my opponent!"

The Icefield Ancient God smiled confidently.

He has had several contacts with the ancient god of anger, and the strength of the other party is inferior to him.

The elders of the spiritual clan nodded slightly. According to their understanding, the actual situation was indeed as described by the ancient god of ice.

But this gambling battle was actually proposed by the Liejin Clan, including the age limit of 200 years.

Therefore, the senior leaders of the Spiritual Race are still a little worried. Even if the Spiritual Race side has an advantage on the bright side, the Spiritual Race elders have not slackened their efforts to select talents and help them improve their strength in a short period of time.

There is also a part of the reason for the early distribution of the holy water of purification, because of the gambling war between the two races.

Next, the elders of the spiritual clan also revealed some other information about the gambling battle.

Between the two clans, each sent ten people to challenge each other.

At the end of the battle, there was only one person left in the Spiritual Clan, then the Heavenly Crystal Fire Spirit Vessel, 60% of the Spiritual Clan, and 40% of the Liejin Clan.

If there are two remaining members of the Spiritual Clan, they will obtain 70% of the ore veins and 30% of the Liejin Clan.

There are five people left in the Spirit Clan, so the Liejin Clan can't get anything.

This rule is required by the Holy Land of Life, and the reason is naturally the hope that both clans can get some mineral veins, so as to prevent the conflicts between the two clans and the situation from further worsening.

"Now, I will explain the order of your battles. If you encounter special circumstances, you can change them!"

The four elders will tell everyone the order and places that have already been determined.

It is best to win the first battle, and the players must be people of the spirit race blood, so it is the true god Long Yuan.

No. 2 is a woman from another clan that Zhao Feng does not know.

No. 3 is the ancient god of ice!

And Zhao Feng is number five.

In general,

The elders of the spiritual clan placed the most powerful people in ten positions on average.

This is also to prevent consecutive defeats and affect morale.

"Next, if you have any questions, you can ask us, including cultivation..."

The fourth elder looked at the ten people in front of him and continued.

The fourth elders are the ancient gods at the peak of the spiritual clan, and they usually don't see each other.

At this time, everyone has the opportunity to ask this peak ancient god powerhouse for advice.

"Elder, the eighth layer of the "Tian Lei Soil Art" I cultivated has never been able to break through..."

A young man with dark skin asked first.

The journey of cultivation is always full of countless unknowns, and each time a height is reached, more problems will arise.

Even the ancient gods of the ice field who were present were waiting for the opportunity to ask the elders to solve his puzzles.

Zhao Feng came to the side and sat cross-legged.

He has no cultivation method now, and his cultivation has been stagnant, so he has many doubts and bottlenecks.

Even if there is, he will go to the ancient dreamland and directly ask the patriarch of the flame unicorn clan.

Closing his eyes, Zhao Feng had a lot of battle skills and secret techniques in his mind. These were all deduced by watching others fighting with his left eye during the battle for the holy water.

Zhao Feng's own attack skills are almost out of date.

Now, he is trying to cultivate one or two of them, or based on these advanced combat skills, he is perfecting and modifying the combat skills he has been proficient in in the past.

a few days later.

Two huge volcanoes appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone on the battleship came to the front one after another, a little excited in their eyes.

I saw that the two huge volcanoes were still spewing hot fire mist. In the middle of the two volcanoes, there was a battle platform that was several thousand miles long and wide. There were also five viewing platforms around the battle platform.

When the spiritual clan arrived, one of the people on the viewing platform swept their eyes, and the hostility in their eyes was very obvious. They were the people of the Liejin clan.

There are fewer people on the viewing platform next to the Liejin clan, but their status is the highest here. They are the forces of the Holy Land of Life!

The remaining two viewing platforms belong to the other two five-star forces in the Purple Spirit Domain, Shenmuhai and Zhentianmeng.

In addition, the spectators of the other small forces in Zilingyu, only themselves are on the periphery, and they can choose any place.

"It's finally here, I thought the Spirit Clan wanted to return the Heavenly Crystal Fire Spirit Vein to the Liejin Clan!"

Among the members of the Liejin Clan, there is an old man with dark gold body and a few black flame patterns spreading in some parts, and his voice is like a bell.

"Elder Jin really knows how to make a joke, this Heavenly Crystal Fire Spirit Vein has never belonged to the Liejin Clan!"

The fourth elder laughed softly.

As soon as they met, the leaders of the two clans collided. Although the two elders had a relatively calm tone, the meaning of the words in their words was very obvious.

The people from Shenmuhai and Zhentian League smiled and said nothing.

The conflict between the Spiritual Race and the Liejin Race is not for a day or two. If it weren't for the suppression of the Holy Land of Life, I am afraid that the war would have already started.

"Don't be impatient, the two of you, everything is explained by the results of the gambling battle!"

At this time, the principal of the Holy Land of Life opened his mouth to round the field.

For the Holy Land of Life, everyone present maintained a sense of awe.

"It's him?"

Zhao Feng looked at the viewing platform of the Holy Land of Life. The person who spoke was the master of Xiahou Wu, the old man with a dry face.

When he went to the Holy Land of Life, the one who had the most contact with him was this old man.

In addition to the old man, Zhao Feng also saw the Quasi God Guanlong, Xiahouwu and Liu Kai.

At the same time, these people also looked at Zhao Feng in unison.

In other directions, everyone is also observing the fighters of the Spirit Race.

"The Spiritual Clan and the Liejin Clan each have a strong ancient god, but the ancient god of the icefield should be stronger!"

"Look, that dreamy silver-haired youth is Zhao Feng who was famous in the Purple Spirit Realm some time ago!"

"His hair and pupils are really strange, I don't know if it's caused by a special bloodline..."

Everyone's eyes were probably on the Ancient Ice God, Zhao Feng, and True God Long Yuan.

The ancient god of the icefield is the only ancient god strong, as the existence of the trump card of the spirit race.

True God Long Yuan is a sixth-order peak cultivation base, and his breath is faintly approaching the ancient gods, and his prestige has already spread far and wide.

On the other hand, Zhao Feng is purely famous, and faintly surpasses the first two, but many people present have never seen it with their own eyes.

"It is indeed a sixth-order cultivation base, but I don't know whether it is directly impacting the sixth-order, or the spirit clan spread rumors..."

Among the Liejin clan, there was a louder voice of doubt.

Indeed, directly hitting the sixth-order true god is too shocking, even the genius of the Holy Land cannot do it, so most people still maintain a skeptical attitude.

"Zhao Feng!"

The gaze of Elder Jin of the Liejin Clan also paused for a moment on Zhao Feng.

Some time ago, the Liejin Clan sent an ancient god to intercept Zhao Feng.

But after the incident, the ancient god of the Liejin family disappeared.

The people who followed the ancient god did not know the reason, because they did not see the man with the broken arm fighting against Zhao Feng.

And the man with the broken arm left the imprint of the soul of the Liejin family, which did not disappear, which proved that he was still alive.

But he did not return to the Liejin Clan, which made the Liejin Clan executives very puzzled.

Whizzing!

The people of the Spirit Race jumped out of the battleship and landed on the viewing platform that belonged to them.

"Elder, please rest assured, this time, the Spirit Race will win, and the Liejin Race will have no face to continue maddening!"

The ancient god of the icefield came to the fourth elder and said in a low voice.

Although his voice was small, all the people of the Liejin family could hear him.

Except for the high-ranking people and a few strong people, the rest of the Liejin family changed their color suddenly, and their brows were full of anger.

"Ancient God of Icefield, you still like to talk big as always!"

Golden Furious Ancient God, dressed in white with a straight body, sneered.

"Since everyone from the Spiritual Race has arrived, let's start quickly!"

The elder Jin of the Liejin family didn't care about the words of the ancient god of ice plains.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar at the scene, and it was obvious that they were very interested in the next gambling battle.

This gambling battle can not only witness the strength of the younger generation among the two major five-star forces, but the result of the gambling battle also shows that whoever is stronger and who is weaker between the two rival forces will determine the future pattern of Zilingyu.

"The two clans wage war, start now, and finally decide the distribution of the Sky Crystal Fire Spirit Vessels according to the remaining number of people!"

The withered-faced old man in the Holy Land of Life, his voice shook the heavens and the earth.

In the next instant, the entire battlefield exploded.

call out!

The Spiritual Clan True God Long Yuan took the lead.

According to the instructions of the elders of the spiritual clan, Longyuan Zhenshen will challenge a sixth-order peak powerhouse and defeat him.

Only in this way can the morale of the Spiritual Race be boosted!

After observing for a moment, True God Long Yuan pointed to a young man in golden clothes on the side of the Liejin clan.

Whoosh!

The young man in the golden clothes of the Liejin tribe, his expression changed slightly, and immediately jumped onto the stage.

Without saying a word, the two of them started directly.

Ding Ding Bang!

As soon as the two started, they directly sacrificed the magic weapon in their hands.

Spirit Race blood, good at defense, and Longyuan Zhenshen also has extremely high attainments in attack methods.

The golden-clothed youth of the Liejin clan is a body refiner, attacking and defending equally.

However, the defense of the Liejin clan is still somewhat inferior to the bloodline special effects of the spirit clan.

"Dragon Elephant Slash!"

True God Long Yuan slashed the long knife in his hand, and slashed out a majestic ice crystal wave blade with powerful energy.

The young man in the golden clothes of the Liejin clan, his expression changed slightly, he immediately activated the secret defense technique, and his body was covered with golden gleams, turning into a giant mountain of golden flames, defending with all his strength.

"In the first battle, if there is no accident, True God Long Yuan will win!"

After observing for a moment, the fourth elder of the Spiritual Race smiled.

"It seems that the first game is still lost!"

On the side of the Liejin clan, a young man with a dark golden body shook his head helplessly.

"Isn't that bad? Let the spirits be happy for a while, so that they can be hit to a greater extent!"

The Golden Furious Ancient God smiled indifferently.

"As long as you don't attack too hard, I don't have a chance to play!"

Ancient God Golden Fury looked at the young man with dark golden complexion and said jokingly.

At this moment, on the battlefield, True God Long Yuan mobilized his blood with all his strength, swung his long sword, and cut out countless ice crystal blades.

The entire battlefield was covered with layers of thick white crystal awns.

Boom!

The golden-clothed youth of the Liejin clan was blasted out.

"In the first game, the Spirit Race wins!"

The dry-faced old man in the Holy Land of Life announced directly.

The field was also boiling.

"The first game was the victory of the Spiritual Race, and the Ancient God of Ice Plains of the Spiritual Race seems to be stronger than the Ancient God of Golden Fury of the Liejin Race. Depending on the situation, this time, the Spirit Race should win!"

"Not necessarily. Ten people are very particular about strategy. As long as the Liejin clan lets a few people consume the ancient gods of the icefield, then the ancient gods of the Liejin clan can defeat the ancient gods of the icefield and turn the tide of the battle!"

Many spectators off the field expressed their opinions.

In the first game, the Spirit Race won.

At the beginning of the second game, a woman from the Liejin family with a hot body and bumps stepped onto the stage.

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