"Shi Xingyu, go die!"

At this time, the sword immortal clone suddenly shouted angrily, and the black horn opened its mouth, and then spewed out that terrifying attack.

Exchange Dragon Roar!

"No!"

Shi Xingyu's deity eyes widened, as if he didn't believe that he would fall to such a point.

It's a pity that it's a foregone conclusion!

"Boom!"

The exchange dragon roared, engulfing Shi Xingyu's deity, and instantly redeemed it.

Shi Xingyu's Qilin battle body and Immortal God Phoenix battle body are a little different from Zhao Feng's, after the death of the deity, the immortal clone will also be buried with him.

In an instant, Shi Xingyu, who was a sixfold combination, also dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Ding! Congratulations on your murderous increase!"

"Ding! Congratulations on killing the battle body holder, and the system rewards the Tianmu Qilin battle body to advance once, and the immortal god phoenix battle body to advance once!"

After hearing these two system prompts, Zhao Feng only felt that this system was too picky.

He finally killed Shi Xingyu, and only advanced to the battle body twice, is it too picky?

Overall, though, the matter is settled.

As soon as Shi Xingyu died, then the task was completed, and Zhao Feng could finally use the Time Rewind Skill.

At this moment, the masters of the Hundred Battles Valley have already solved all the masters of the Qilin Ancient Clan.

"If you want to win, you must kill the opponent's leader, and then kill the opponent's banner, and someone will come!"

The Valley Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley thought in his heart, and then searched for it, and finally found the military banner of the Qilin Ancient Clan.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the flag was cut down.

Valley of 100 Battles, a big victory!

"Brother Zhao, thanks to you this time, we will be able to win!" said the Valley Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley to Zhao Feng.

"To each his own needs!"

Zhao Feng replied with a smile.

At this time, he was already able to use the Void Soul Eye, and took his own deity, and then hid it in the body of Black Horn.

What made him curious was who made this purgatory battlefield.

Who is in control of this Purgatory Battlefield?

Just when he was surprised, suddenly a powerful coercion spread, and everyone turned their heads to look and found that the protective formation in the air had also been broken.

Immediately after, a figure slowly descended from the sky.

"Holy, Holy?"

After the Valley Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley felt it, his body trembled.

The one who came was actually a Saint Venerable Master who had surpassed the Holy Emperor!

This middle-aged Saint Venerable slowly descended from the sky like a god, and then looked around, and his gaze fell on the Valley Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley.

"According to the agreement, after you have destroyed the Qilin Ancient Clan in the Hundred Battles Valley, you can leave this Purgatory Battlefield!" said the middle-aged Saint Venerable.

"Thank you, sir!" said the Valley Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley hurriedly.

"But!"

At this moment, this middle-aged Saint Venerable suddenly said a turning word, which made the Valley Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley a little curious.

He paused and said, "What I agreed with you at the beginning was not from my Demon Spirit Ancient Kingdom, but from the Cangyan Ancient Kingdom, and your Hundred Battles Valley wiped out the Qilin Ancient Clan, causing my master to lose a territory to the other party, so none of you can leave!"

What the?

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Didn't you say that if you win, you can leave, how can you go back on your word?

Indeed, it was not this middle-aged Saint Venerable who made an agreement with the Valley Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley at the beginning, but an envoy from the Cangyan Ancient Kingdom.

This middle-aged Saint Venerable is subordinate to the Demon Spirit Ancient Kingdom, that is, the side that hopes for the victory of the Qilin Ancient Clan.

At this moment, Zhao Feng also understood what the situation was in this purgatory battlefield.

It turned out that this was the battlefield established by the Demon Spirit Ancient Kingdom and the Cangyan Ancient Kingdom.

The Qilin Ancient Clan represents the Demon Spirit Ancient Kingdom, while the Hundred Battle Valley represents the Cangyan Ancient Kingdom, and if either side wins, it can get a territory for the other party.

Now, the Hundred Battles Valley has won, so this envoy of the Demon Spirit Ancient Kingdom will naturally not give a good face.

"Your Excellency, you can't do this!"

The Valley Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley said suddenly.

"Hmph, I didn't kill you, I've done my best. The middle-aged Saint Venerable said.

Everyone's faces changed greatly, but they didn't expect that after a catastrophe, they would usher in another catastrophe, and their luck was really bad.

Zhao Feng also felt very helpless, although Shi Xingyu was dead at this time, he could also use the time reversal skill.

However, going back in time cannot go back to yesterday, to be precise, it can only go back to a certain moment after Shi Xingyu's death.

In this case, going back in time is not useful at all for the current situation.

Even if you escape, can you escape the eyes of a saint?

What's more, Zhao Feng felt that this Saint Venerable was not ordinary, he represented that Demon Spirit Ancient Kingdom, maybe it was not a low-level Saint Venerable, it might be a middle-level Saint Venerable.

Just when everyone was desperate, another figure swept across the sky.

"Demon Emissary, let's meet again!"

A long-haired young man swept over and grinned.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Saint Venerable's face changed, it seemed that the matter that he wanted to take away these people was going to be ruined.

"Cangyan Envoy, don't come unharmed!" said the middle-aged Saint Venerable.

"This battle is won by my Cangyan Ancient Kingdom, these people, should be taken away by me, right?" said the long-haired youth.

"Yes, I thought you weren't coming, so I wanted to take them with you!" the middle-aged Saint Venerable nodded.

The long-haired young man smiled slightly and said, "I take the liberty of asking, what do you want to do when you take them away?"

"They hurt my master and lost the Red Dragon Territory, I want to beat them into the Nine Levels of the Ghost Gate and let them enjoy all the hardships. The middle-aged Saint Venerable did not say tactfully at all.

Although they didn't understand where the Nine Levels of the Ghost Gate were, the people on the side of the Hundred Battles Valley understood that it was not a good place.

However, the long-haired young man was very familiar with this Ghost Gate Nine Levels, after all, this was a terrifying place in the Demon Spirit Ancient Kingdom.

"Haha, I see. ”

The long-haired young man smiled, wrapped everyone with holy power, and said, "This battle is over, then I won't stay, I hope your country can withdraw the army of the Red Dragon Leader and we will take it over!"

"I'm in the Demon Spirit Ancient Kingdom, I can still afford to lose, farewell!"

The middle-aged Saint Venerable said, he turned around and left alone, and as for the survivors of the Qilin Ancient Clan, he didn't bother to care.

A bunch of waste, causing the Demon Spirit Ancient Kingdom to lose a territory, it's not bad that he didn't kill those people.

After the middle-aged saint left, the long-haired young man turned his head to look at everyone and said, "My name is Gu Tianlei, a native of the Cangyan Ancient Kingdom, you have won the Red Dragon Territory for my Cangyan Ancient Kingdom, and my master will definitely be greatly rewarded." ”

"Thank you, sir!"

The Valley Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley immediately said.

"Well, let's go!"

Gu Tianlei nodded, and left with everyone.

This time, it can be regarded as a thrill, but fortunately this Cangyan envoy came, otherwise it would have been miserable.

"Lord Messenger, what is the place of the Nine Gates of the Ghost Gate?"

At this time, Zhao Feng suddenly asked.

(End of chapter)