Chapter 1354 Ancient Soul Race

A small and simple-looking spaceship runs through the heavens and the earth at an extremely fast speed.

This is the flying prop of the two giants of the Temple of the Giants. The speed has reached the peak of the seventh-order, and the defense is also extremely strong, which is of great value.

The Scarlet Star Territory and the Dark Sky Territory, where the Giant Temple is located, are also separated by a Yangling Territory. For such a long distance, it is naturally better to use flying props.

On the way, Zhao Feng learned that the strong man was named Poyue Ancient God and the plump woman was Ningyue Ancient God.

"It's actually the fifteenth ranked race of the Taigu Wanzu!"

Zhao Feng couldn't help being surprised.

The giant god clan is ranked fifteenth in the ancient ten thousand clan. It is said that after the giant god clan stimulates the blood, its size is extremely huge, and it can overturn mountains and seas with a random blow.

Maybe I underestimated these people before, the fifteenth race is definitely not as simple as it seems.

"Actually, the situation is not as good as Zhao Gongzi thought. Although the Giant God Race is strong, its bloodline is rather special..."

Ancient God Ningyue was more enthusiastic and took the initiative to introduce it.

Each bloodline race of the ancient ten thousand races has its own particularity.

The bloodline of the Giant God Race is extremely powerful, but this race also has defects that other bloodline races do not have, that is, the probability of bloodline inheritance is low, and the bloodline concentration is relatively thin, which is extremely difficult to improve.

For example, the ancient god Poyue and the ancient god Ningyue, although they are both giant gods, but the bloodline concentration is very low, and they are not worthy of the name of the real giant gods.

Therefore, even though they are the giant god clan ranked fifteen, in terms of strength, they are similar to the ancient soul clan ranked twenty six.

"But Lord Wuhen is the one with the highest bloodline concentration among the giant gods. If you give him time..."

Ancient God Ningyue showed a look of reverence.

Zhao Feng nodded, his understanding of each race of the Primordial Myriad Clan was not detailed.

From the words of the ancient God Ningyue, he learned that although the bloodline of the Giant God Race is powerful, there are not many owners of the bloodline of the Giant God Race, and even fewer have high bloodline concentration.

"It seems that Xin Wuhen's origin is unusual!"

Zhao Feng was lost in thought.

He can be sure that when he knew Xin Wuhen before, the other party didn't have any blood.

After contacting the giant god corpse in the mainland domain, Zhao Feng quickly thought of something.

"Perhaps, that god corpse is Xin Wuhen's previous life. After reincarnation, Xin Wuhen came to the god corpse and obtained the memory and inheritance of the previous life, including the bloodline, and the previous life of this giant god corpse must also be a peerless power!"

Only in this way can it be explained why Xin Wuhen has the bloodline of the Giant God Race, and even became the master of the Giant God Temple directly.

But when you think about it this way, there are more strange things.

So Xin Wuhen was so powerful in his previous life, why did he fall, and he died in the mainland domain.

Also, why does the Ancient Soul Temple want to capture the Ancient Divine Seal, and the Giant Temple where Xin Wuhen is located also needs the Ancient Divine Seal?

These questions should be the secrets of the Giant Temple, and Zhao Feng did not ask more.

"What's the matter with your injury?"

Zhao Feng looked at the ancient god Poyue, his soul was severely damaged, Zhao Feng saw it before.

"When we came to find you, the ancient soul clan..."

Po Yue Gu looked a little embarrassed and said directly.

At this moment, the three felt that the entire small spaceship suddenly shook violently.

"It must be the Ancient God Nether Fang!"

The expression of Poyue Ancient God suddenly changed, and Ningyue Ancient God was also a little dignified.

hum!

Zhao Feng couldn't help but move his left eye, and his line of sight penetrated.

I saw that there were three people around the spaceship, who were attacking the quaint spaceship with a calm smile.

The three of them were all eighth-order ancient gods. The leader was a pale-haired old man, that is, the ancient god of quiet teeth in the mouth of the ancient god Poyue. The strength reached the peak of the eighth-order, and the other was a man and a woman.

All three of them have one characteristic, that is, their bodies are dark and translucent.

"Giant Temple, come out and die!"

The short-haired middle-aged man laughed evilly.

"Ancient Soul Clan!"

Zhao Feng judged based on the physical features of these people.

Combined with the information obtained before, it is not difficult for Zhao Feng to think that these people are from the Ancient Soul Hall.

"How do they know where we are? It's over!"

Ancient God Ningyue looked anxious.

"Now I am seriously injured, and there is even an eighth-order peak among them. We are not their opponents!"

The ancient god Poyue said very angrily.

"We now have Mr. Zhao, and the three of them should be able to fight against each other!"

Ancient God Ningyue looked at Zhao Feng immediately.

Based on her previous interactions, she felt that Zhao Feng was definitely not weak.

"Although Brother Zhao has just broken through the eighth rank, his strength is indeed extraordinary, but Brother Zhao, you are good at the soul path, and the ancient soul clan is the soul path primordial race..."

Ancient God Poyue looked at Zhao Feng and shook his head slightly.

Although Zhao Feng's bloodline pupils are mysterious, they are not of the Eight Great Eyes of God, so they are of little use after all.

The Ancient Soul Clan was an ancient race that specialized in soul cultivation. Zhao Feng could not possibly be an opponent of the Ancient Soul Clan, and he might even be restrained by the Ancient Soul Clan.

"There's no way to hide here!"

Zhao Feng said calmly.

Although the defensive performance of this spaceship is good, it cannot withstand the siege of the three eighth-order ancient gods.

Swish!

The three put away the spaceship and immediately appeared.

"Huh? There is one more person, and you are Zhao Feng, the one who holds the Ancient Divine Seal!"

The short-haired middle-aged stared at Zhao Feng, showing surprise.

"I didn't expect to let you live on purpose, but I really caught a big fish!"

The woman next to her, who looked very strange, smiled evilly.

"What, let us go on purpose?"

Ancient God Ningyue was startled.

"Otherwise, with the two of you alone, can you escape from us?"

The Ancient God Nether Fang couldn't help sneering.

When the ancient god Poyue and the ancient god Ningyue learned this, their eyes suddenly dimmed.

"You should know the ancient god Heitian!"

Zhao Feng suddenly spoke.

"Hmph, that old guy, he took the initiative to ask for orders to capture you, but it turned out to be unsuccessful, what a shame!"

The middle-aged man with short hair said coldly.

"Since that's the case, I don't need to be merciful!"

Zhao Feng's face was icy cold, and an icy killing intent permeated out.

Back then, the Ancient God Heitian and the Ancient God Yelong joined forces to hunt down and kill Zhao Feng.

Later, he only killed the ancient god Yelong and let the ancient god Heitian escape.

Now, the power of the Ancient God Heitian has come to the door on his own initiative, and he will naturally not be polite.

"Zhao Feng!"

Ningyue's ancient expression froze for a moment, and looked at Zhao Feng.

Could it be that Zhao Feng couldn't see the situation clearly? Now their side is clearly weak.

"Haha, you'd better not show mercy, or you will die!"

The short-haired middle-aged man burst into laughter.

"Stop talking nonsense, kill them all!"

Youya Gu Shen's expression turned cold, and he said impatiently.

"Fight them!"

Ancient God Ningyue bit his silver teeth, exuding a powerful immemorial blood aura from his body.

Whoosh!

The black shadow flashed, and the middle-aged man with short hair floated to Zhao Feng's side.

"Hehe, boy, don't show mercy!"

The middle-aged man with short hair smiled sullenly.

He could see that Zhao Feng had just broken through the eighth rank, and the blood in his body seemed to be very weak, so he was not worried at all.

"Hunyuan Divine Fist!"

Zhao Feng used the Primordial Divine Power to launch a tentative attack.

He has never come into contact with the ancient soul clan among the ancient tribes, but he knows that the top-ranked races cannot be underestimated.

"So powerful?"

The short-haired middle-aged man had a strange look on his face, and then smiled: "However, it's too slow!"

Whoosh!

He turned into a dark wave of light, dodging Zhao Feng's punch.

"It's my turn!"

The short-haired middle-aged man suddenly showed his figure, and hit a dark light palm with his hand.

The light palm exudes a powerful soul breath, and there is a lifelike dark snake in the palm, slowly twisting and spitting snake letters.

"Soul attack!"

Zhao Feng's left eye narrowed, analyzing the opponent's attack.

That palm is a soul attack, with both power and speed.

Swish!

Zhao Feng's figure flashed, dodging the opponent's attack.

"Space flickering... but what's the use?"

The short-haired middle-aged looked slightly startled, and then showed an evil smile.

I saw that the black light palm that missed the air, turned a corner, and continued to attack Zhao Feng's location.

"It's really weird!"

Zhao Feng's expression darkened.

Zhao Feng, the snake shadow in the opponent's palm just now, couldn't analyze it, so there must be something strange.

Swish!

Zhao Feng's figure continued to flicker, dodging the black light palm.

However, the dark black light palm seemed to have spirituality and was chasing after him.

More importantly, Zhao Feng found that the middle-aged man with short hair did not control this soul attack.

"Zhao Feng, this is the special method of the ancient soul clan. The snake shadow is the 'soul beast' they cultivated, which is equivalent to the spiritual pet of the animal trainer..."

At this moment, the ancient god Ningyue who was fighting with the ancient god of quiet teeth on the other side immediately reminded.

"Is that so?"

Zhao Feng was surprised.

No wonder this dark palm light, as if it has spirituality, has been following him closely, and its power has not weakened in the slightest. It is actually a special cultivation method, a soul beast cultivated.

For the ancient soul clan, soul beasts are their spiritual pets, but they are easier to control and can be integrated into soul attacks.

Meow meow!

At this moment, the little thief cat jumped out of the storage space.

"Then see, whose spiritual pet is more powerful!"

Zhao Feng suddenly smiled.

Since the little thief cat ran out automatically, it naturally wanted to play, and I believed that the little thief cat also had a way to deal with the ancient soul clan.

"Hmph, any wild cat can be compared to my soul beast?"

The short-haired middle-aged snorted coldly, a little angry.

He pinched the magic formula, and the dark light waves surging all over his body.

At the same time, the little snake in the dark light palm gradually increased in size, flew out of the dark light palm, and devoured it.

Hiss!

The enlarged dark light snake, whose size was close to a small house, was ferocious and terrifying, and swooped towards Zhao Feng, as if to devour his soul.

Meow meow!

The little thief cat immediately stretched out the double gates, and after the silver light and the runes flashed, a silver-white cat shadow flew out.

The silver cat's body gradually became larger, even bigger than the dark light snake.

puff!

The silver cat pounced directly on the dark light snake, leaving a few deep scratches on its body, and biting it frantically at the same time.

"That's... how did you know the ancient soul clan bloodline secret technique 'Soul Eater'!"

The short-haired middle-aged suddenly screamed.

The attack that Little Thief Cat had just displayed was the very profound bloodline secret technique of the Ancient Soul Clan, "Soul Devouring Strike". Once it was used, it would briefly condense a soul beast and frantically devour the opponent's soul.

"No, my shadow snake!"

At this moment, the short-haired middle-aged man realized that his soul beast was about to perish.

"You will die before him!"

Suddenly, beside the short-haired middle-aged man, a cold voice sounded.

"not good!"

The short-haired middle-aged complexion suddenly changed.

"Thunder Tribulation Tongyan!"

As soon as Zhao Feng finished speaking, his short-haired middle-aged soul was ignited by a ball of lightning and flames.

Boom boom!

Countless lightning filaments, exuding an astonishing aura of destruction, roamed and bombed in his body.

"what happened?"

The Ancient God Nether Fang noticed the abnormality on the other side, his consciousness swept away, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Zhao Feng, he actually has the advantage!"

The ancient god Poyue looked at the situation on Zhao Feng's side and was shocked.

Less than a moment after the battle started, the ancient soul clan powerhouse was defeated by Zhao Feng!