The spirit that Zhong Yue visualized was the sun and moon twin spirits, and if he could rescue the imprisoned moon spirit, it would be very beneficial for him to directly visualize this innate god!

Therefore, after knowing Fahai's strength and seeing him face off against the Xiaomang Protoss, Xinhuo's mind suddenly became active.

"This ......" Zhong Yue hesitated, "Shall we discuss it with Senior Brother Feng?"

"What to discuss, anyway, he is not a moon spirit. ”

Xian Huo pursed his lips, "Do you still care about him? I have never seen the existence of a true spirit realm comparable to a god in my past generations, and the talent of pure-blooded Fuxi is not as good as that of your cheap senior brother, so if you have this kung fu, you should care more about yourself." ”

Zhong Yue was speechless.

"Really?"

In the battlefield, Fahai's voice sounded again, he held the long knife in his hand, and said with a smile: "Then let the old father-in-law see if the son-in-law's knife is boastful." ”

The sword light rose again, and the momentum exploded violently, the high priest of the Xiaomang God Clan is the top existence in the world today, both in terms of realm and strength, it is extremely close to the gods and demons, and Fahai ...... He didn't speak just now, and what he used was indeed fifty percent of his strength.

It's just that these five folds are just the mana contained in Feng Xiaozhong's body before the memory awakening, and he did not use the immortal Dao cultivation contained in the Yuan Shen.

In other words, he really just used the fifty percent mana of the True Spirit Realm giant, which was enough to be on par with the High Priest who was almost at the limit of the God Realm!

didn't test anything again, this time Fahai burst out with all his strength, sword light hunting, sword chanting, the momentum is not much higher than that of the high priest, but the killing intent is extremely cold, ordinary people face this sword intent, they can't raise the courage to fight at all, and they will wait for death!

Fortunately, the high priest is also experienced in a hundred battles, and after seeing Fahai's sword, although he was also in his heart, he was not at a loss, "Feng Xiaozhong didn't lie to me! Even if it wasn't fifty percent of his strength just now, he only used six or seven points of mana at most!"

Even with the sword qi of the wind robe, many sword sect qi refiners still felt a palpitation.

The older generation of qi refiners a hundred years ago sighed: "Feng Xiaozhong's strength is stronger, it almost makes people feel as if he has not missed this hundred years, he is worthy of being the most amazing and talented person back then, God bless the human race, he is not crazy after all." ”

Feng Xiaozhong's talent back then was recognized as strong, and they all thought that the next master of the door must be in his pocket, but who knew that under such circumstances, Feng Xiaozhong went crazy.

He actually shot at his kind!

Grief, loss, inconceivability, fear, all kinds of emotions are born in their hearts.

But now, the pride of the sky has come to his senses.

These elder hall masters had already learned from the old man about the great achievements of Fahaiping's forbidden area, and they also let go of his mustard a little, and at this time, when they saw Fahaili fighting against the high priest of Xiaomang, they immediately felt their blood boiling.

An old man sang an ancient ballad, as if he was cheering for Fahai, and the blood in the chest of the younger qi refiner was even more agitated, and he couldn't help but shout angrily.

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

In such an atmosphere, Zhong Yue was also full of energy, staring intently at the battlefield, observing this battle between the strongest people in the world, confirming what he had learned.

The violent burst of energy impacted the heavens and the earth, not only the Great Wilderness, but the strong people in other parts of the Ancestral Star were also shaken by this ancient and peerless battle, and in the clan land of the Xiaomang God Clan in the Western Wilderness, there were strong people who were speechless, and said in horror: "This, who is the high priest of my clan fighting with?"

The people who could sense this battle from such a distance were all top powerhouses, so they could clearly sense that although the high priest of the Xiaomang God Clan was imposing, in fact, he was already vaguely inferior!

"Damn, is it the Terran? Yes, it must be the Terran! That sword god of the Sword Gate didn't want to live anymore, and dared to make a move against the high priest!"

The high priest went to the Great Wilderness Sword Gate, and many strong people knew it, and at this time, those two domineering and peerless momentum also originated from the Great Wilderness, except for the human race, who would it be?

In the Western Wilderness, a strong man rose into the air and said angrily: "Erlang, follow me to the Great Wilderness and strengthen the power of my God Clan!"

One by one, the gorgeous building ships, the treasure chariot floated from the clan land of the Xiaomang Divine Clan, and marched towards the Great Wilderness, and countless Xiaomang Divine Clan Qi refiners could be seen on the fleet.

On the other side, inside the Great Wilderness Sword Gate.

The high priest sacrificed the divine weapon brought from the temple of Xiaomang, like a full moon came out of the sky, and the bright moon collided with the sword light cut by Fahai like a ray, but this time......

Thousands of sword rays came out together, but there were only hundreds of moonlight rays, which was far from enough in terms of quantity, and what was even more terrifying was that even the quality was far inferior to the sword light cut by Fahai Xin's hand!

Often, any sword light would take several rays of moon to resist, and the huge pan mastiff phantom was the same as the high priest, and a shocked look appeared on his face, "Impossible!"

He couldn't believe it at all, what fifty percent of the strength, bullshit, the current sword light is not at the same level as before, and the power has skyrocketed by more than three or five times!

"The son-in-law is here to ask his father-in-law to die!"

Fahai suddenly burst into a shout, and saw that the thousands of sword lights suddenly returned to one, turning into a miserable white and obscuring divine light, and in a trance, it seemed that a divine knife slashed from above the nine heavens, overwhelming people.

The sword light is like a dragon, traversing the universe, the blazing light spreads across the entire sky, and the continuous sound of the knife resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the wisp of sword light broke through the comfort of the space in an instant, and appeared three inches in front of the high priest!

It was like the Heavenly River bursting its banks, and the violent qi was eye-catching, and suddenly, only a pop was heard, and the two throbbing divine powers in the center of the battlefield disappeared at the same time.

Most of the Qi Refiners narrowed their eyes under the dazzling divine light at this time, and when they opened them again, they were stunned to find that the huge phantom of the mastiff was shattered inch by inch, and the white-haired old man under the phantom stood in place in a daze, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he muttered, "I...... Lost?"

"Nope. You're dead. ”

Fahai on the opposite side put away his knife, stood with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently.

"Dead?"

A hint of abruptness flashed in the old man's eyes, and he clenched, and his head fell to the ground, making a bang, and his eyes were still wide open.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

Before dying, the greatest emotion in the high priest's heart was not resentment, not resentment, but absurdity.

Obviously, he was only going to check why the divine envoy who was placed in the sword gate suddenly lost contact, but who knew that he would take the life of his own god realm giant?

Who would have thought?

"Senior brother is mighty!"

Zhong Yue looked at the majestic old man lying on the ground like a dead dog, his eyes were a little emotional, and then he covered his emotions and said loudly: "Thank you, senior brother, the high priest of the filial piety Mang God Clan, and strengthen the majesty of my human race!"

"Thank you, senior brother, the high priest of the filial piety Mang God Clan, and strengthen the majesty of my human race!"

The young Qi Refiners were in a stirring mood and shouted in unison.

"Senior brother, this ...... Xiaozhong actually killed that old guy?"

Shui Zi has lived for most of his life, although he also feels and honored, but he is not as easy to get up as young people, he quietly walked to Fengsheng's side, and said in a low voice: "The Xiaomang Divine Clan will definitely not give up, and then we should prepare to deal with the revenge of the Xiaomang Divine Clan." ”

"Senior brother, do you think that there is filial piety and loyalty, and there is that imperial road divine soldier, do we need to worry about this?"

The old man was relieved, squinted and smiled: "Even if the Xiaomang Divine Clan doesn't come, I am ready to go to the Western Wilderness God War Land, not to protect the Terrans of the Great Wilderness, but for the Terrans who are treated as food by those gods and demons in the Western Wilderness!"

At this moment, father and son thought of going together.

The first generation of sect masters can kill a path of divine warfare, so why can't they?

Shui Zi'an suddenly, yes, now the human race seems to have the confidence, and the waist board is a little, a little straighter.

All the races of the Ancestral Star knew that Elder Shuizi'an of the Terran Sword Gate Shui Tu Clan was good at dancing with long sleeves and was good at dancing in all directions, but no one knew that these were actually not what he wanted.

What he wants is not to rely on those so-called favors, and stand in front of those big and powerful clans with dignity!