Chapter Eighty-Five: The Fall of the Golden-robed Venerable

Lu Feng felt that he was with the Immortal Ancestor at this time, and if he continued to consume it here, the situation was getting worse and worse. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 The power of the origin in the info body is only one percent left, and it is completely almost exhausted.

"Junior, it seems that the five of you join forces, and you are not the opponent of this ancestor. After Benzu has completely killed you, he will kill the four jumping clowns. Then leave this forbidden place of the demon clan and recover his vitality. The expression of the Silky Ancestor became more and more proud, and an old voice came out.

At this moment, Lu Feng's situation, the Ancestor of the Silky Spirit naturally knows it clearly, although the Origin Power of the Ancestor of the Silky Spirit is less than one percent at the moment, but the gap in capacity cannot be made up.

The capacity is like a vat filled with one-tenth of the origin power, and Lu Feng is like a basin filled with one-tenth of the origin power, which is naturally one-tenth of the origin power of the vat, which is far greater than one-tenth of the origin power of a face plate.

"Ancestor of the Silky Spirit, even if you fall here, you will do your best to kill you here."

"But in my heart, there is still a trace of doubt, since you can break out of the formation, why do you still use the doppelganger to take away the body below?" In the incandescent flames, Lu Feng's puzzled voice came out.

"Junior, the original plan of these four great Venerables was to infuse all the power of the Origin into this Ancient Great Array. After a maximum of two hundred years, this ruin will become unsustainable and completely collapse. ”

"Although Benzu has the confidence to break the formation and escape from this collapsed ruin, the risk is extremely high, so Benzu doesn't have to say it so clearly, right? It's just that your arrival has made the Four Venerables cancel their original plans. In the black gas, there was the voice of the old ancestor.

The expressions of the four Venerables were very solemn, especially nervous and uneasy, and time passed minute by minute.

"The white-robed Venerable, only the origin power of the deity, which is of the fire attribute, just happens to be with Lu Feng's origin power, without the slightest rejection, and is extremely harmonious. As long as Lu Feng gets the only remaining power of the deity, it will be effortless to kill the Immortal Ancestor who is almost exhausted with the power of the origin at this moment. The golden-robed Venerable sighed, looked at the white-robed Venerable, and muttered to himself.

Maybe I didn't expect that after surviving for tens of thousands of years, I would one day fall here. Maybe there is still a trace of nostalgia for this continent.

"Venerable Golden Robe, why don't you wait." The white-robed Venerable lowered his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the golden-robed Venerable, and he proposed.

After all, they have known each other for thousands of years, and the two can be said to have an extremely tacit understanding, and even the White Robe Venerable faintly respects the Golden Robe Venerable, and he is the leader among the four.

The black-robed Venerable and the red-robed Venerable closed their eyes slightly, and their ears were extremely real, and their hearts were turbulent, but they didn't say a word.

"Can't wait, Lu Feng, it won't last long. This time, the Immortal Ancestor must fall here. The golden-robed Venerable suddenly shot out a fine light in his eyes, his eyes fixed on the white-robed Venerable, and he shouted loudly.

After finishing speaking, the shell of his body gradually turned into nothingness, turned into a ball of golden light, and shot towards the battlefield, his aura was extremely powerful and unstoppable.

Lu Feng even smelled the breath of death, and the power of the origin at this moment was completely empty, except for what could be recognized by the naked eye, the movements around him were completely unknown.

The golden light passed directly through the black gas, frantically heading towards the incandescent flames. Lu Feng actually felt at this moment that the power of the Origin that had gradually disappeared was constantly growing at this moment.

What is this force? At this moment, I actually feel that all the power of the origin has recovered to its peak, and its strength is even stronger than before? Lu Feng's face was shocked, feeling the abnormal changes in his body, and his heart was shocked.

"Venerable Golden Robe, you actually instilled all the Void Realm cultivation in your body into this junior. Ben Zu is simply indescribable in words, such a stupid thing. The Ancestor looked angry and depraved, and at this moment, he naturally discovered Lu Feng's mutation, his strength was several times stronger than before, and he was angry.

"Ancestor, you must fall here today. The deity, even if it falls here, I have to pull you on my back. ”

"Lu Feng, the deity has fused tens of thousands of years of Void Realm into your body. Thou shalt slay them this day. ”

The last bit of golden light melted into the incandescent flame's body, gradually dissipating without a trace, and the golden-robed Venerable echoed all around, and the voice of the old man had a slight trace of desolation.

"Venerable the Golden Robe, thank you. In the future, the Ancestor of the Silk Spirit will definitely be killed. Honor your fallen souls. Lu Feng was extremely excited, full of strength, and said in a very reverent manner.

The remaining three Venerables, at this moment, were faintly depressed, their eyes were fixed on the situation in the center of the battlefield, their heads were slightly lowered, and they did not say a word.

"Venerable the Golden Robe, in order to kill the Immortal Ancestor, he still fell here." The white-robed Venerable looked dejected, his eyes fixed on the golden light that eventually dissipated, and muttered to himself.

"Ancestor, today is your time of death." Lu Feng's expression was extremely firm, his eyes were fixed on the Immortal Ancestor, his voice was full of confidence, and he shouted loudly.

"Junior, how can this ancestor be willing to be captured?" At this moment, the Ancestor of the Silk Spirit had a heart hanging in the air, and it was obvious that the origin power in his body was almost exhausted, and he could not compete with Lu Feng at this moment.

After finishing speaking, countless cracks cracked in the space, and the billowing black gas continued to drill into the cracks in the space, and escaped without a trace.

"Ancestor, do you still want to go? How could you leave so easily? Lu Feng looked at the situation of the Ancestor, his gaze was extremely firm, and he scolded sharply.

At this moment, the cracks in the space are constantly healing. The incandescent Netherfire went directly into it frantically, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Lu Feng, beware of this Silky Ancestor's deception." The red-robed Venerable had a worried look on his face, his eyes fixed on Lu Feng, who was gradually disappearing, and shouted loudly.

At this moment, the spatial crack was completely healed, and the figures of Lu Feng and the Immortal Ancestor disappeared without a trace, leaving only the three Venerables with great vitality injuries here.

"The red-robed Venerable, the gold-robed Venerable did not hesitate to fall and completely integrated into Lu Feng's body. How could he let this Silky Ancestor leave so easily at this moment? The white-robed Venerable had a straight face, obviously full of dissatisfaction with the red-robed Venerable's words, his eyes were fixed on the red-robed Venerable, and he scolded loudly.

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