Chapter 1415: Yuan Yao's Crisis

The war between the two races has passed for another year.

At this time, the two half-step god masters of the two races came out.

But there are only three half-step gods on both sides, even if there is a slight difference in strength, it is not enough to affect the outcome.

There were only a few figures in the secret hall of the Spiritual Race.

These people are high-ranking members of the Spiritual Race, and they are absolutely loyal to the Spiritual Race. This shows the importance of this meeting.

Right in front, there are three groups of illusory divine light floating.

"We are negotiating with the half-step lord of the 'Shenmu Lin'. Once it is successful, there will be a powerful half-step lord of medicine. At that time, the overall strength of our clan will have a qualitative leap!"

The third elder of the Spiritual Race announced the good news.

"I heard that the Liejin family is negotiating with the 'Zhentian Alliance', I don't know how it is going!"

A white-haired old woman from the Spiritual Race asked.

Shenmulin and Zhentian Alliance were the other two five-star forces in the Purple Spirit Domain.

"Don't worry about this, there is no agreement between Zhentian Alliance and Liejin Clan!"

Yuanyao ancient god said confidently.

It may be due to the suppression of the Holy Land of Life, the two five-star forces did not easily interfere in the battlefield of the two races.

But he couldn't give up negotiating easily. If Shenmu Lin dared to resist the pressure of the Holy Land and help the Spiritual Race, then there would be no suspense in this war.

"Recharge your batteries for a month, and attack again a month later. This time, you must fight beautifully, so that the Godswood will know that the Spirit Race has a great possibility of winning!"

The three elders sank their eyes and shouted directly.

All around, many senior members of the Spiritual Race nodded their heads.

...

A month later, the three elders suddenly announced to send troops.

Teams of powerhouses from all ethnic groups and sects gathered in an instant, and sailed into the distance on various huge and ferocious battleships.

After arriving at the camp of the Liejin tribe.

"kill!"

The third elder gave an order, and the mighty crowd rushed out.

At the same time, the three half-step gods flew into the wider sky and moved forward.

boom!

In the palace below, a hot and icy aura suddenly rose into the sky.

The three half-step god masters of the Liejin clan rushed out directly.

"Hmph, the Liejin clan's momentum is over!"

The three elders looked directly at the three half-step gods facing him.

In recent battles, the Liejin Clan has been taking defensive measures.

But just now, his consciousness swept away and saw that the strength of the Liejin clan, except for the half-step god master, was much weaker than that of the spirit clan.

"I don't know who will kill the deer!"

Elder Jin's eyes flashed a strange light.

The next moment, the six major half-step god masters of the two major races collided.

Boom!

The fluctuation of divine power generated at that moment made the members under the half-step god who were fighting below tremble violently.

"kill!"

Entering the battlefield, Zhao Feng has only one purpose: to hone himself while suppressing his cultivation and various means.

This is a very common sharpening method, and many forces have special training rooms, such as limiting gravity, speed, profound meaning, etc., in order to obtain greater progress.

Swish!

Zhao Feng's figure flickered directly to the other side, and the moment he appeared, he killed an eighth-order peak at the speed of thunder.

Even when the eighth-order peak died, he didn't know how he died.

"By the way, try the 'Hunyuan Thunder Tribulation Sword'!"

Zhao Feng's mind moved, and the Primordial Primordial Sword on his left hand gradually appeared with fine lines of lightning.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed a powerful aura that was rapidly approaching him.

"Ninth-order pinnacle!"

When Zhao Feng looked up, he saw that a group of powerful blazing golden flames was coming towards him.

"court death!"

Zhao Feng's eyes turned cold.

In the eyes of outsiders, he just broke through the ninth order, and did not take the initiative to kill the ninth order peak.

But at this moment, the ninth-order peak took the initiative to kill him, so he was welcome.

But the next moment, Zhao Feng sighed.

Boom!

In the distant sky, a light green crystal sword light, carrying a huge pressure from the Spiritual Race, bombarded.

"Old God Yuanyao has come to help Zhao Feng again!"

Nearby, many strong people were either surprised or regretful. Did the daughter of Tianjiao of the previous generation really like Zhao Feng?

Feeling the attack of the half-step God Lord, the ninth-order peak of the Liejin Clan immediately withdrew.

"wrong!"

Seeing the other party retreat, Zhao Feng's expression suddenly changed.

The ancient god Yuanyao was fighting fiercely, it was just a random blow, and the ninth-order peak could still handle it.

But the other party chose to retreat directly, which made Zhao Feng feel bad.

He raised his head suddenly, his left eye penetrated the layers of obstacles, and saw the battlefield of the half-step God Lord.

"Death!"

The cold light in the eyes of the ancient god Hanyan was bright, and with a wave of his left hand, a skinny old man in a dark green robe suddenly appeared.

Swish!

The moment the skinny old man appeared, a huge palm of green mist was shot directly.

"Half-step God Lord, Mowu Ancient God!"

The complexion of Yuan Yao's ancient god changed greatly, and he hurriedly used his divine power to condense a layer of crystal film on the skin.

Boom!

The rolling palm of the green mist of the ancient god Mowu directly bombarded the ancient god Yuanyao.

"poison!"

Yuan Yao's ancient expression changed again.

The toxin displayed by the ancient god Mowu is extremely special, which can penetrate her defense and invade the body of the Spirit Race.

Obviously, this is the poison specially made by the other party to deal with the Spirit Race.

At the same time, the extremely cold palm of the ancient god of cold flames came.

Boom!

The defensive layer on the surface of Yuanyao Ancient God's body was directly cracked.

The chill combined with the toxin, madly invaded the body of the ancient god Yuanyao.

"The ancient god of Yuanyao!"

"It's actually the ancient god Mowu, this is trouble!"

The other two half-step god masters of the Spirit Race had extremely deep expressions.

The ancient god Mowu was well-known in the Wild God Realm.

He is a genius in his own right, and is particularly interested in poison. It is rumored that there were as many as five Half-step God Lords who died from the toxin of the ancient Mowu God, and one of them was killed by the ancient God of Mowu alone.

"Hehe, on the surface we negotiated with the Zhentian Alliance, but secretly, we have long since attracted the ancient god Mowu!"

Elder Jin laughed.

"Hehe, this battle will make your spirit race bleed!"

The short middle-aged man of the Liejin clan laughed evilly.

He came up with this plan.

Originally, they wanted to deal with Zhao Feng, but the ancient god Yuanyao has been taking care of Zhao Feng, making it difficult for them.

However, if you think about it in reverse, you may be able to use Zhao Feng to deal with the ancient god Yuanyao.

But as a half-step god master, even if you seize the opponent's flaws, it is difficult to hit and kill the opponent, so the Liejin family let the ancient god Mowu hide in the ancient god of cold flame.

Just now, when the ancient god Yuanyao was distracted to help Zhao Feng, the ancient god Mowu suddenly appeared, and launched a surprise attack with the ancient god Hanyan, instantly inflicting heavy damage on the ancient god Yuanyao.

Moreover, the toxin of the ancient god Mowu has penetrated into the body of the ancient god Yuanyao.

In this battle, they could even kill the ancient god Yuanyao of the Spiritual Race!

"The ancient god of Yuanyao!"

The third elder of the spiritual clan felt the seriousness of the matter and wanted to support the ancient god Yuanyao.

But Elder Jin of the Liejin Clan, how could he give him this chance.

"Damn, despicable and shameless!"

Ancient God Yuanyao wiped away the blood that spilled from the corners of his mouth, and stared at Ancient God Hanyan and Ancient God Mowu with cold eyes.

Swish!

Her figure flashed, and she fled into the distance.

At this moment, she is seriously injured and has toxins in her body, so it is naturally impossible to resist the two big half-step gods.

Once she died, the battle was almost settled.

Therefore, just now, she sent a message to the god master in the clan.

If she can persist until the God Lord arrives, the Spirit Race will still have hope.

"Old God Yuanyao, the battle between you and me should end!"

The Ancient God Cold Flame sneered and flashed out.

"Tsk tsk, such a beautiful woman, what a pity to kill!"

The pupils of the ancient god Mowu flashed a faint green light, and said with a little regret.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The three half-step gods left the huge and terrifying battlefield and went into the distance.

"The ancient god of Yuanyao!"

"How could this be, the ancient god Yuanyao was seriously injured by the sneak attack of two half-step gods!"

Below, when the Spirit Race party saw this scene, their morale plummeted. Many admirers of the ancient god Yuanyao looked worried and wished they could follow.

But in the battlefield of the Half-step God Lord, how could they be able to step in.

Moreover, the Spirit Race is now in a weak position, and they cannot leave easily.

"Damn, it's all because of this kid, the ancient god Yuanyao put himself in crisis in order to save her!"

"You killed the entire Spirit Race!"

Many people looked at Zhao Feng with resentment.

"Defense, retreat!"

The three elders of the Spiritual Race immediately shouted loudly.

In the current situation, continuing to fight will cause huge damage to the Spirit Race.

Withdrawing to your own territory, you may be able to take advantage of the geographical advantage and save the situation.

"It turned out to be like this!"

Zhao Feng sighed.

Although the ancient god Yuanyao volunteered to help him, in general, the ancient god Yuanyao has always been taking care of Zhao Feng.

And this time, the ancient god Yuanyao fell into danger because of Zhao Feng, and may even fall.

Swish!

Zhao Feng's figure flashed and flashed in the direction where the three half-step gods fled away.

"Hey, this kid is still a bit conscientious. He knew that he had harmed the ancient god Yuanyao, so he ran over to save her!"

The short middle-aged man of the Liejin family smiled more gloomily.

The ancient god Hanyan and the ancient god Mowu joined forces to kill the ancient god Yuanyao.

At this moment, Zhao Feng also ran over to die.

This time, the Liejin family made a lot of money!

"Zhao Feng!"

The third elder's expression tightened, and he immediately shouted.

But Zhao Feng seemed to have not heard, and gradually moved away.

This made the third elder's complexion even deeper, and he was extremely shocked and angry, but he was helpless.

...

"Frozen flames!"

The ancient god of cold flame waved his palm and released a huge gray-white flame.

"Jie Jie, stop struggling!"

The ancient god Mowu smiled sternly, his skinny and ferocious claws released a layer of jet-black streamer.

Swish! Swish!

The ancient god Yuanyao escaped while defending and dodging.

But she was already injured, coupled with the toxin entanglement, her state was average.

Boom!

Part of the power they attacked hit the ancient god Yuanyao, knocking him back several miles away.

"Old God Yuanyao, give up your resistance and let you die happily!"

Ancient God Cold Flame shouted coldly.

The two half-step gods quickly approached the ancient god Yuanyao.

"hateful!"

Yuan Yao's ancient god's complexion was slightly pale, and the body of Jingyu looked very bleak, and there were still scars in many places, just like a perfect treasure with cracks, which was distressing.

"Jie Jie, let you be my experimental body to develop toxins!"

The ancient god Mowu gave an evil laugh and approached the ancient god Yuanyao quickly.

But at this moment, a spatial fluctuation emerged from the rear.

In an instant, Zhao Feng flashed to the side of the ancient god Yuanyao.

"Jie Jie, are you her old friend?"

The ancient god Mowu asked with a slightly interested smile.

In this situation, the ninth-order ancient god dared to run over, which shocked him a little.

"Hmph, how stupid!"

Ancient God Cold Flame sneered.

They wanted to kill Zhao Feng before, but they couldn't.

Unexpectedly, after using Zhao Feng to inflict heavy damage on the ancient gods of Yuanyao, Zhao Feng ran over to die, which was like killing two birds with one stone.

"What are you doing here?"

Yuan Yao's expression was slightly startled, and then he shouted directly.

Although she longed for someone to rescue her, what was the use of Zhao Feng's mere ninth-order ancient god? Just to die.

"I will save you!"

Facing the two half-step god masters, Zhao Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he said plainly.

At the same time, a deep and powerful aura spread out from his body.

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