In the process of Feng Chaojiu's understanding of the situation, the battle on the Divine Battle Platform was nearing its end.

But as the battle continued, the junior of the Wang Clan's divine clan appeared to have more stamina and physical strength.

This scene made the people of the Feng Clan fearful.

At that time, the Feng Clan Divine Clan will openly admit to the outside world that their Feng Clan Divine Clan is inferior to the Wang Clan.

Naturally, the people of the Feng Clan didn't want to see this scene.

But the current situation can't help but dash their hopes a lot.

And the people of the Wang Clan's divine clan are all full of sorrow.

"I won't let your Wang Clan succeed. ”

In just a moment, that blood qi rose to the sky, and it enveloped the entire Divine Battle Platform at once.

Seeing this scene, a man in the Feng Clan's Divine Clan shouted loudly with a worried face.

Ling Yun's face sank, he naturally knew that it was a bloodline power, and it was not an ordinary bloodline power.

In this way, it will have a great impact on the Shinto path of the caster, and in severe cases, it will even cause the caster to die.

Feng Changqin had already made a move, and he had no intention of stopping.

Even if it was stopped, it was too late.

In just an instant, the power of destruction had already broken through the sky.

Without any delay, Feng Changqin directly detonated the blood-colored pillar of light.

In the end, all that power fell on the junior of the Wang Clan's divine clan, which directly made the junior's face change drastically.

The power of the blood-colored pillar of light burst out of its body and quickly rushed out, and finally smashed down under the Divine Battle Stage, its body covered in blood, as if it had been seriously injured.

I thought that I could win this game, but I didn't expect that Feng Changqin would have such a trick.

Although Feng Changqin won, most people were not too happy, because Feng Changqin was in a very bad state at the moment.

It looks like the whole person is in a very bad state.

"Feng Qianshu, I didn't expect that the descendants of your Feng Clan God Clan are still a little promising. I just don't know if he'll be able to survive?"

Wang Ape, the patriarch of the Wang Clan, looked at Feng Qianshu, the patriarch of the Feng Clan, coldly, and his words were still full of mockery.

Feng Qianshu's eyes were cold.

"Haha, what if you win the fourth game? Who wins the fifth game is the most important thing. Don't you Feng Clan think you can win the fifth game?"

A junior of the Wang Clan's God Clan jumped directly onto the God Battle Platform.

In short, the facial features are mixed and very incongruous.

However, the aura on this person's body is not low.

Ling Yun remembered that Wang Mang, the leader of the Wang Clan's previous entry into the Hopeless Holy Land, was also the peak martial artist in the late stage of the Four Realms of the Divine Dao.

"Give you a stick of incense time, and think about it, which junior of your Feng Clan God Clan will send to fight with me. ”

"I ...... There will be no mercy. ”

Completely looked down on the Feng Clan's divine clan.

It's not that they're timid.

If they rashly came to power and lost this battle, then they would become sinners of the Feng Clan's God Clan.

Feng Qianshu and the rest of the Feng Clan's people were also at a loss.

So much so that they were all frozen there at this moment, and they didn't send any juniors.

Feng Chaojiu suddenly said to Ling Yun.

"Yes. ”

"In this fifth battle, let me fight you on behalf of the Feng Clan. ”