Chapter 1287 Borrowing the Power
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"This is the last game of gambling between the two races. I don't know who is the one who swept the other race!"
The Gilded Ancient God and Zhao Feng both said that they would sweep the rest of the other party with their own power.
Eventually, the two collided.
It turns out that only one of them can confirm what they say.
"Zhao Feng has been fighting for six consecutive battles, and there is no rest time, and the injury of the ancient god of gold has almost recovered. The gap between the two is very obvious..."
"Moreover, in the previous battle, Zhao Feng didn't see the artifact coming out. It must be an artifact he didn't have a hand with, and the gilded ancient god has a high-grade artifact..."
Seeing that the last battle was about to begin, the spectators couldn't help but guess.
However, everyone is not optimistic about Zhao Feng, which is also summed up from various reasons.
"Zhao Feng, don't be under pressure!"
The fourth elder of the Spirit Clan hurriedly sent a voice transmission to Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng has been fighting for six consecutive games without a break. In this last battle, he will definitely lose.
But the Eldar don't care about that anymore.
After all, before, the Spirit Race might be completely defeated by the Liejin Race, and even 10% of the Heavenly Crystal Fire Spirit Vein could not be obtained.
And Zhao Feng turned the tide and reversed the situation, and had already won 40% of the Sky Crystal Fire Spirit Veins for the Spirit Clan.
"Elder, don't forget what you promised me, 500,000 contribution points!"
Zhao Feng said seriously.
"500,000 contribution points!"
The fourth elder suddenly remembered that before, he had casually promised Zhao Feng that as long as he swept the Liejin Clan, he would give him 500,000 contribution points.
Of course, the Fourth Elder agreed casually just to stabilize Zhao Feng's mood.
"Is he sure?"
The fourth elder looked stunned.
If Zhao Feng was not sure, why did he mention this to himself before the fourth battle started.
Thinking of this, the fourth elder's heart pounded.
At the beginning, when the gilded ancient god appeared, he no longer thought that the Spirit Race could win, and only hoped that he would not lose too badly.
So now, could the Eldar win?
For some unknown reason, the Fourth Elder faintly looked forward to it.
The other Spirit Race disciples also looked excited.
Only the ancient god of the icefield was alone, and he was stunned and stunned.
This time, the gambling battle between the two races was simply the most painful and tormenting moment in his life.
boom!
On the battlefield, Zhao Feng and the ancient gilded god have already started a confrontation.
The gilded ancient god held a dark yellow quaint giant axe, and was surrounded by a golden flame. The attack opened and closed, and it was extremely powerful and approached Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng, on the other hand, took advantage of his speed, kept dodging, and then attacked the weak defenses of the Gilded Ancient God.
The gilded ancient god relies on high-grade artifacts and has a powerful attack, but it is difficult for him to hurt Zhao Feng.
And his physical defense is strong, and Zhao Feng's attack is difficult to cause much damage to him.
Although Zhao Feng had killed a seventh-order ancient god before.
But that is because of the absolute defense of the robe of time and space, and the help of the world-destroying black flood dragon.
Here, Zhao Feng definitely can't show the robe of time and space, so he can't let the gilded ancient god approach him easily.
"Do you only know how to dodge?"
The Gilded Ancient God sneered.
After six consecutive battles without rest, why should Zhao Feng fight him?
Moreover, the Gilded Ancient God was prepared to fight this time.
"Smash the sky!"
The gilded ancient god gathered his strength and prepared to display powerful combat skills.
"It's now!"
The gilded ancient god's eyes were bright, and when he caught Zhao Feng and was about to teleport, he took out a gossip crystal plate.
Motivating the gossip crystal disk, a strange space force extends and overlaps with the surrounding space.
"Empty lock artifact!"
Zhao Feng frowned slightly, and spread out a pair of golden wings behind his back, leading him to retreat quickly.
The Liejin Clan entrusted everything to the ancient gilded god, and they must have analyzed Zhao Feng's fighting style and found a way to restrain some of their own methods.
For example, the black ring on the hand of the gilded ancient god is a soul defense artifact that reaches the top grade of the gods.
In addition to this, the Liejin Clan will naturally restrain Zhao Feng's spatial meaning.
Boom!
The gilded ancient god released a group of golden flame light axe phantom, but Zhao Feng avoided it in time.
"You are very smart, and you have taken precautions!"
The gilded ancient god suddenly used the air lock artifact, and it didn't have a surprising effect, but he didn't care.
In his opinion, Zhao Feng, who has fought six games in a row, will definitely lose.
What Liejin Clan prepared for him was completely superfluous.
"so close!"
The disciples of the Spirit Race secretly sweated for Zhao Feng.
"There are too many artifacts in the hands of the gilded ancient god, and Zhao Feng..."
A senior elder sighed.
If they knew this was the case, they would also prepare some artifacts for Zhao Feng.
"If Zhao Feng has a high-grade attacking artifact, the outcome is uncertain!"
The disciples of the Spirit Clan who participated in the war were indignant for Zhao Feng.
A suitable high-grade attack artifact can at least increase the power of an ancient god's attack by more than 40%.
With artifacts and without artifacts, the gap between the two is huge.
But Zhao Feng has no commodity artifact, and it is indeed shocking that he can fight the ancient gilded god to this extent.
On the other side, the senior members of the Liejin Clan looked like they were winning.
Boo Boo!
Zhao Feng used the Golden Lightning Wing Technique, turning it into a ball of golden streamer, swiping rapidly on the platform.
"Five Elements Thunder Tribulation Palm!"
"Wind thunder pupil fire!"
Zhao Feng pinpointed a certain gap, and used both the combat technique and the pupil technique together.
Boom!
The gilded ancient god swung the dark yellow quaint giant axe, slashing out a golden flame wave, and shattered the five-color thunder light palm that Zhao Feng hit.
"hiss……"
The ancient gilded god felt the pain in his soul and let out a hiss. After a pause, he launched an attack on Zhao Feng.
"I understand……"
A gleam of light flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.
He observed just now that when he used the soul pupil technique on the ancient gilded god, the power of the ring on the hand of the ancient gilded god did not reach the level of a high-grade artifact.
This must be because this high-grade artifact was temporarily lent to the ancient god of gilding by a senior member of the Liejin clan.
The refining of a high-grade artifact is not that easy.
Without fully refining this soul defense artifact, the Gilded Ancient God would not be able to exert its power.
Therefore, Zhao Feng's soul pupil technique still has a strong effect.
"The Phantom Prison!"
Zhao Feng's dreamy silver eyes moved slowly, and colorful phantoms refracted from them, splendid and beautiful.
boom!
A group of dreamy colored fog filled the surroundings of the gilded ancient god, slowly wrapping it.
The dreamy colored fog quickly transformed into a psychedelic blue water dungeon, trapping it in it.
The moment he released his pupil technique, Zhao Feng attacked violently, hitting one after another with continuous blue thunder giant palms.
Boom!
Sensing that the crisis was adjacent, the ancient gilded god used a secret defense technique.
Around his body, a golden circle of light immediately appeared, and there was a golden flame pattern above the circle of light.
At the same time, the gilded ancient god also placed a top-grade artifact in his hand on the wall.
Bang Bang!
The gilded ancient god was blasted back a certain distance before he stopped.
"I didn't expect that you can still exert this kind of strength after the consumption of six battles!"
The Gilded Ancient God was a little surprised.
His expression suddenly became cold and severe at this moment, and a chilling meaning permeated.
"Are you going to do your best?"
Zhao Feng murmured.
He made a breakthrough to the ancient gods, which has proved that Zhao Feng's heritage and potential are far beyond ordinary people.
The previous battle, although it was a bit exhausting, was not huge.
"Shattering Giant Axe!"
The gilded ancient god gave a low voice, and on the stone axe in his hand, a huge shadow of the axe appeared.
With one blow, a huge golden flame light slashed out.
That range almost covered half of the battlefield, leaving Zhao Feng nowhere to dodge.
"Hehe, the gilded ancient god is finally willing to get serious!"
"In this case, Zhao Feng will definitely lose!"
The senior members of the Liejin Clan showed a sinister smile.
Other spectators around the battle platform seemed to feel that the battle was about to end.
Seeing that, the huge golden flame light slash was about to hit Zhao Feng.
"God's eyes... disintegrate!"
Zhao Feng secretly moved his divine eyes and locked onto a certain spot in front of him.
A dreamy haze scattered from his left eye.
Suddenly, the huge golden flame slashed, and a certain gap suddenly appeared.
call out!
The huge range attack rumbled past, and Zhao Feng was just above the gap, safe and sound.
"What kind of pupil technique is this?"
The Gilded Ancient God just noticed that Zhao Feng used the ability of his pupils, but he couldn't see the reason.
"Lei Jie Tong Slash!"
Zhao Feng immediately launched a pupil technique.
puff!
A white crystal thunder blade was cut out from the body of the gilded ancient god.
"you wanna die!"
The gilded ancient god's face was extremely angry.
He found that Zhao Feng used the pupil technique. Although he avoided the fatal injury, he was still seriously injured.
hum!
A dazzling golden light suddenly poured out from the body of the gilded ancient god, and a mysterious aura that destroyed everything spread out.
"Destroy the Profound Truth, be careful!"
The people of the Spirit Race suddenly exclaimed.
On the other side, the Liejin family showed a smug smile: "It's over!"
Everyone around showed a look, and the result was what they expected.
The gilded ancient god has a high-grade artifact, and coupled with this powerful force of destruction, Zhao Feng will be defeated without a doubt.
But Zhao Feng did not panic, instead he was a little excited.
"All I want is for you to use this power!"
Zhao Feng showed a sly smile.
"God Eye... Copy!"
Zhao Feng's left eye stared at the destructive power of the gilded ancient god, and a powerful willpower surged out.
Soon, Zhao Feng successfully replicated that power.
At the same time, the Thunder Tribulation Eye Technique was also brewing in his left eye.
"Go to hell, Zhao Feng!"
The gilded ancient god roared and swung the giant axe with both arms, preparing to use this blow to decide the outcome.
Boom!
On the quaint stone axe in his hand, a destructive force that shook the world fluctuated.
"God Eye Copy · Thunder Tribulation Tongyan!"
However, at this moment, Zhao Feng's powerful pupil technique was activated in advance.
He combined the destructive power he copied from the gilded ancient god with his own Thunder Tribulation Tongyan. The power of this Thunder Tribulation Tongyan was unprecedentedly powerful.
Boom boom!
I saw a dazzling thunderous flame suddenly descended on the head of the gilded ancient god.
Before that heart-pounding soul-destroying power came, the gilded ancient god's heart skipped a beat.
The gilded ancient god hurriedly activated the soul defense artifact on his finger.
hum!
A layer of dark light waves enveloped his soul body.
almost the same moment.
Boom!
The enhanced version of "Copy of God's Eye", Thunder Tribulation Tongyan, bombed down with the forbidden breath of destruction, the dark light wave, dimmed and shattered in an instant... R1148