Chapter 1408 The Commander Escaped

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"Retreat!"

Ancient God Lan immediately ordered.

Now, only by retreating to the Tianluo Sect and waiting for support can there be a glimmer of hope!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, the people who had just rushed out of the Tianluo Sect immediately retreated.

"Unexpectedly, the Liejin Clan actually dispatched the ninth-order ancient gods!"

An old man with crane hair looked worried.

He is the suzerain of Luozong, the eighth-order ancient god.

"This old man should be the 'Ancient God of Dark Crow' in the Liejin Clan."

Ancient God Lan stared at the dry old man with a solemn expression.

"Is that the ancient Dark Raven God who is cruel and bloodthirsty, likes to capture enemies and slowly torture them to death?"

A middle-aged ancient god trembled violently.

In the Tianluo Sect, a layer of oppressive haze filled everyone's hearts.

If he was defeated in the hands of the Ancient God Dark Crow, if he did not have the determination to self-destruct, all that awaited him would be endless torture.

"Sect Master Tianluo, this defensive barrier won't last long. You lead some of the disciples of Tianluo Sect to start the great formation of protecting the sect!"

Ancient God Lan shouted immediately.

"it is good!"

Sect Master Tian Luo left immediately.

As a very ancient four-and-a-half-star power, the Tian Luo Sect cannot be underestimated.

Tian Luozong once injured an eighth-order peak ancient god with the protection of the sect, causing him to retreat.

At the same time, the ancient god Lan passed on the distress message.

"Jie Jie, it's fun if you resist!"

The Ancient God Dark Crow smiled sadly.

Then, his dry palm waved lightly.

"attack!"

The middle-aged giant shouted immediately.

Boom!

I saw that all kinds of flames and rays of light, like a tsunami, rushed towards the protective barrier of Tianluo Sect.

"Shou!"

Ancient God Lan immediately shouted.

All members of the Tianluo Sect immediately released their divine power and injected them into the protective barrier.

"Father, what should I do?"

The ancient **** of the icefield had a look of fear, and he was a little overwhelmed.

The comer is the ninth-order ancient god of the Liejin clan, plus another eighth-order peak, there is no chance of winning on their side.

With the talent of the ancient god of ice, there is a glimmer of hope in the future to attack the god, and he does not want to die here.

In addition, the ancient god of icefield did not have the determination to self-destruct, but once he fell into the hands of the ancient god of dark crows, the next thing, just thinking about it, made him horrified.

At this moment, Zhao Feng walked out of the palace.

Ancient God Lan stared at Zhao Feng, his face slightly stunned.

Although Zhao Feng had just arrived, the ancient god Lan did not plan to let Zhao Feng go to the battlefield at all. He planned to let him rest for a while, and then send some simple tasks to spare Zhao Feng as much as possible.

At this moment, Zhao Feng took the initiative to appear, and he remembered that Zhao Feng was the eighth-order peak ancient god, and he could come in handy.

"Zhao Feng, hurry up and resist the enemy's attack!"

Ancient God Lan said immediately.

Beyond the protective barrier.

"Huh? Why is there an eighth-order peak?"

The middle-aged giant was a little surprised.

In the previous Tianluo Sect, there was always only an eighth-order peak ancient god named Lan Ancient Ancient God.

Although there is one more person, but they have dispatched the ninth-order ancient gods here, Tian Luozong still has no chance of winning.

"This son... Zhao Feng!"

The Ancient God Dark Crow's eyes flickered slightly, staring at Zhao Feng.

For some reason, when the Ancient God Dark Crow saw Zhao Feng's calm and calm face, there was an inexplicable unease in his heart.

"Quickly break the formation!"

Ancient God Dark Crow shouted directly.

Swish!

At the same time, a black long spear appeared in his hand, and a domineering black flame was released from it, blending with the brown flame on the Ancient God Dark Raven.

"break!"

The ancient god of the dark crow waved his spear, condensed the hot and domineering flame power, and bombarded it directly.

roar~

I saw a dark brown giant dragon with a length of 100 meters, with a ferocious roar, shaking the sky and the earth.

The dark brown giant dragon, and the fierce attacks of many people from the Liejin clan, directly descended on the protective barrier of Tianluo Sect.

Bang Ka!

The protective barrier suddenly fell apart, and everyone in the barrier looked solemn and worried.

"Zhao Feng, why didn't you take action just now, did you intentionally harm us?"

Lan Yuangu suddenly shouted, and glanced at Zhao Feng with cold eyes.

"Jie Jie, die!"

The ancient god of the dark crow held a black spear, surrounded by a dark brown domineering flame, directly pressing towards the ancient god Lan and Zhao Feng.

"Sect Master Tianluo, hurry up and mobilize the guardian formation!"

Lan Yuangu's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately shouted.

Hush huh!

In the open space behind Ancient Ancient God Lan, countless pale blue divine lights suddenly surged, and the divine lights twisted and swirled in the air, condensing a blue giant dragon, which was powerful.

At the same time, Ancient God Lan opened his arms, and countless ice crystal streamers were released, forming an ice crystal storm that swept away.

Boom!

The blue giant dragon and the ice crystal storm attacked the ancient god of dark crows together.

"Jie Jie, you all underestimate this old man!"

The long spear in the hand of the ancient god of crow danced quickly, and dark brown flames shot out frantically.

Bang Bang!

The ice crystal storm released by the ancient god Lan was destroyed in less than a moment.

And the blue giant dragon jointly displayed by Tianluo Sect Master and many high-level executives was also set back again and again.

hum!

Zhao Feng's divine power surged in his body, ready to attack.

"Zhao Feng, you deal with the eighth-order peak, Tianluo Sect Master and I, contain the ninth-order ancient god!"

Ancient God Lan ordered directly.

"Um!"

Zhao Feng nodded and looked at the middle-aged giant on the other side.

The middle-aged giant was fighting with an eighth-order, a seventh-order peak Tian Luozong elder.

"Haha, die for me!"

The middle-aged giant suddenly activated the bloodline power in his body.

Boom!

His whole body became crystal clear and incomparably hard, the glazed gold pattern flickered brightly, and a layer of hot and powerful flame was released.

In an instant, the elder of the Tian Luo Sect, who was at the peak of the seventh rank, was directly shaken and flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Shattering Flame Fist!"

The middle-aged giant stared at the eighth-order elder in front of him, raised his fists high and closed, condensing a mass of destructive flame energy, and blasted it directly.

Boom!

I saw a ball of fire that was as hot as magma, crushing it crazily.

The eighth-order elder looked pale, and the long sword in his hand swiped several powerful attacks, but they were all directly crushed by the fireball.

Seeing that magma fireball is about to be crushed.

Suddenly, a silver dreamy shadow swept directly in front of the eighth-order elder.

hum!

Zhao Feng's right hand condensed the divine power of Primordial Primordial, and threw a punch.

I saw a mass of turbid deep silver fists, carrying a strange swallowing force field, collided with the magma fireball.

Boom!

The magma fireball shattered directly, and the turbid deep silver fist swallowed part of the power of the flame and continued to bombard forward.

"how come……"

The middle-aged giant's expression suddenly changed.

The same is the eighth-order ancient god, his unique move was directly crushed and shattered by Zhao Feng.

boom!

The middle-aged giant threw a few punches again, smashing the turbid deep silver fist.

"Are you Zhao Feng?"

The middle-aged giant stared at Zhao Feng, a little unbelievable.

As a member of the Liejin Clan, he naturally knows about Zhao Feng's situation.

As far as he knows, before Zhao Feng disappeared, he was only a seventh-order ancient god, but now he has appeared, but he has reached the eighth-order peak.

He originally thought that Zhao Feng was in a hurry to improve his cultivation, and his strength was not that strong.

But this is not the case.

On the other side, Ancient God Lan joined hands with Sect Master Tian Luo and was repelled by Ancient God Dark Crow again.

"Huh? Zhao Feng seems to have the upper hand?"

Ancient God Lan just caught a glimpse of the middle-aged giant hurriedly smashing Zhao Feng's attack.

"That was just... Hunyuan Divine Power!"

There are not many exercises for the ancient gods to practice in the Spiritual Race. From Zhao Feng’s divine attack and combat skills, the ancient god Lan deduced the exercise Zhao Feng cultivated—“Hun Tian Yuan Jue”.

The power of this technique depends on the number and strength of the profound meanings, but it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to cultivate a profound meaning to the level of their cultivation, and there is no time to practice other profound meanings.

What's more, it is also a difficult problem to integrate all the profound meanings into one.

But just now, Zhao Feng's Primordial Primordial Divine Power was far beyond the eighth-order peak, and his power was extraordinary.

"Jie Jie, fighting against this old man, there is still time to look at other places!"

Ancient God Dark Crow grinned, and Jin Yan's burning body approached Ancient God Lan at the speed of thunder.

"Dark flame destroys the sky!"

The long spear in the hands of the ancient god of dark crows swept across the sky.

Boom!

I saw that the layers of dark brown flames turned into a monstrous wave of flames, surging towards the ancient blue god.

"not good!"

Lan Yuangu's complexion froze, burning divine power, casting a secret technique, and condensing a delicate and translucent crystal mask.

Boom!

The surging flame streamer, round after round, seems to be endless, continuously bombarding the crystal mask.

In the fourth round, the defense secret technique of the ancient god Lan was directly shattered.

Boom!

He flew out backwards and smashed into the building complex behind him.

"Blue Ancient God!"

Sect Master Tian Luo looked anxious.

The ancient god of the dark crow, as a fierce gold clan, has an extremely strong defense. Just now, he ignored the pale blue giant dragon and launched a fierce attack on the ancient god of blue, defeating him in an instant.

Whoosh!

A white crystal phantom light jumped out of the ruins, passed by the ancient god of ice, and collected it into a special space.

Afterwards, the figure of the ancient blue god flickered with virtual white crystal light, and suddenly burst out with the speed of the ninth-order ancient god, escaping into the distance.

This scene made both the Tianluo Sect and the Liejin Clan who were fighting were stunned for a moment.

The strongest man in the Tianluo Sect, Lan Yuangu, actually fled with his son.

"Do not……"

The Tianluo Sect Master suddenly roared and became desperate.

The other people here, without any intention of fighting, stood there sluggishly.

"Haha, your commander abandoned you and ran away, this is the way of doing things of the Spirit Race!"

The Ancient God Dark Crow burst into laughter.

Zhao Feng looked at Lan Ancient God who escaped and was speechless.

The divine power he can exert at this moment is also at the peak of the eighth-order, and before he kills the enemy's peak of the eighth-order, the ancient god Lan fled directly.

"Zhao Feng, you have no chance of winning. It's better to join the Liejin Clan. Anyway, you are not of the Spirit Clan bloodline. After the Liejin Clan defeats the Spirit Clan, Zhao Yufei will still be yours!"

The Ancient God Dark Crow stared at Zhao Feng, and suddenly laughed evilly.

Although he saw Zhao Feng before, there was an inexplicable unease in his heart.

But at this moment, the ancient god Lan ran away, even if Zhao Feng's strength was extraordinary, far exceeding the peak of the eighth-order peak, it would have no effect.

"yes?"

Zhao Feng looked indifferent and smiled slightly.

This is his first battle, Zhao Feng doesn't want to lose.

"Elder, catch him first, let you torture him for a while, and you will naturally yield!"

The middle-aged giant gave a grim smile, and ran out of divine power.

"act recklessly!"

Zhao Feng's eyes were slightly stunned, and a layer of time-space profound meaning permeated out.

Swish!

He disappeared in place and came directly behind the middle-aged giant.

"Space flickering?"

The middle-aged giant didn't care, and directly urged his strong physique to prepare for close combat.

puff!

A turbid, deep silver giant sword condensed out of Zhao Feng's hand and directly pierced the middle-aged giant's body.

"how come?"

The middle-aged giant looked shocked.

His defensive physique was actually pierced by Zhao Feng.

The middle-aged giant wanted to break free, but he felt that his every move was extremely slow, and the divine power in his body was chaotic and swiftly draining, without the ability to resist.

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