The battle between the Supreme Ancient Gods has finally broken out in this ancient battle platform that has existed for 10,000 years!

Although Wu Feng was not in his heyday, the hatred accumulated in his heart for hundreds of years, and the determination to sweep away all enemies for the sake of Wu Xun, made his fighting style completely undefensive, and every attack was wide open and closed.

The fist wind turned into a whirlwind that burst and echoed in the ancient battle platform, the sound of roaring was endless, the ground was shaking, and the ancient battle platform seemed to be torn apart......

"Burning with strength, the first burn, ignite my boiling blood of the ancient gods!"

The black wind roared, the skin on his body seemed to burn, and blood light flowed between his meridians, and the attacks he unleashed were even more terrifying, and the power increased by more than ten times.

The old shaman on the opposite side didn't fight hard with the black wind, and he didn't even manifest his ancient god form, his hands were sealed, and the formation patterns he made condensed into various five-element spells in the air, which helped him resist the strong impact of the black wind.

I saw the battle in my eyes, but in my heart I wondered why the old shaman didn't fight face to face with Wufeng?

Wu Feng roared again, and roared wildly: "The strength is stacked and burned, the second burn, burn my soul!" ”

This stacking of energy should be a kind of sacrificial attack, and I could feel the flame of life of the black wind as if it was about to burn out, as if it was the last hot burn, and when it burned out, he would fall into a complete sleep.

After this second burn was opened, the red light and blue light on Wu Feng's body were intertwined, and the power and speed of the punch were more than ten times faster, and even the space of the punch was vibrating, and the old shaman was also very difficult to deal with, his hands kept changing the technique, and he had to start chanting spells, in order to release stronger spells, one after another royal blue flames burned on the ground, and after Wu Feng's fist hit these strange royal blue flames, it seemed that his strength was sucked away, and his body was weak, and he almost fell.

"Haha, haven't you forgotten, back then, you were absorbed by these flames and all your strength before you fell into the hands of the Purple Water Demon King. For hundreds of years, you have been sleeping underground, while I am constantly cultivating, the gap between you and me has now reversed, and I am stronger than you! This blue flame is also stronger than it was hundreds of years ago, so what if you turn on the Qi Stacking Flame? Even if your body is strengthened a hundred times, you will definitely fall into this royal blue flame today! ”

As if to confirm the old shaman's words, Wu Feng slowly knelt on the ground, and sure enough, he showed a weak look, in fact, I can still see that Wu Feng can't support it because he has transmitted the essence power of the Supreme Ancient God into Wu Xun's body, therefore, he was already very weak before the battle.

I picked up the turbidity on my back and crept past the feet of the Old Gods, then slipped into the prison of the Old Gods, and found the remnant dragon locked up on the bottom floor.

This thing was not surprised at all when he saw me, and said very calmly: "Is it Wufeng coming back?" I could feel his breath. ”

This place is dozens of meters deep across the ancient battle platform, and the sensitivity of the divine beast of the remnant dragon is really not blown. After I broke the cage, I put the black turbidity next to the remnant dragon, and said anxiously: "Please do one thing, help me take care of the black turbidity, I believe in your character, if the black wind can't support it, this battle still needs me to fight, it's too much of a hindrance with the black turbidity." ”

The remnant dragon glanced at the sleeping black turbidity, looked at me again, and said with a sneer: "I don't need you to believe it, and besides, I don't want to help you, give me a reason to help you." ”

I walked in front of the remnant dragon, looked at the turbidity, silently took out the true dragon's tears from his waist bag and put it in his hand, he paused, looked at the crystal clear true dragon's tears, but heard me say: "This is the treasure I brought out from the dragon's lair in Nanjing, if you want to restore the strength of the year, you must need a lot of dragon energy, I can give you the true dragon's tears, you can absorb the dragon qi inside, this deal, is it okay?" ”

After finishing speaking, I didn't wait for the remnant dragon to agree, and rushed out first.

After returning to the ancient battle platform, the whole battle has entered a white-hot level, some large wounds have begun to appear on Wu Feng's body, the ground is full of blue flames, and behind the old shaman, there are some vague images of the ancient gods floating in the air, which should be the spirits of the ancient gods summoned by the old shaman with spells.

On the other hand, Wufeng was already at the end of the crossbow, and the blue flames continued to devour his strength, even if his willpower was strong, he couldn't continue to fight, I flew into the air and shouted: "Wufeng Ancient God, let me fight on your behalf!" ”

But my voice did not get a response, Wu Feng stood up straight, his waist was very straight, he slowly raised his head to look at the sky, although his face was tired, he still slowly raised his hand, stretched out his arms, and roared at the sky: "I, as an ancient god, do not succumb to the violence of power, do not fear the terrible enemy, do not obey the so-called heavenly principles, I am an ancient god, although I will not retreat!" The strength is burning, the third is burning, igniting the fire of my life, old shaman, our battle is not over yet! ”

My heart shook, not only me, but the faces of every ancient god present sank at this moment, watching the fire of life in Wu Feng's body burn faster, these blue flames on the ground were extinguished and disappeared little by little, the stronger the aura on his body became, it meant that he was getting closer and closer to sacrifice.

I whispered, "Senior, why bother......"

But although I said so, I knew in my heart that Wu Feng had to do this, because he was born as an ancient god, born to fight and fight, this battle seems to be the epitome of his life, unyielding, not afraid, not obedient, he represents the entire ancient era, the real spirit of the ancient gods!

The fire of life was burning, and the black wind jumped up, with a huge roar, a terrifying echo, he rushed to the front of the old shaman, the old shaman stepped on the gentle breeze under his feet, but the speed of movement was very fast, after dodging the black wind's punch, he snorted coldly: "Don't you still understand? There's no way you're going to hit me with an attack like this, and you're no match for me right now! ”

But at the same time as the old shaman finished saying this, Wu Feng turned his head suddenly, flung his arm, and hit the old shaman with a very twisted but very effective action, and the old shaman only took a blow, and the whole person flew to the other side of the ancient battle platform, and he was injured at a glance.

Wu Feng smiled miserably, his face was already ugly at this moment, there were green tendons on his blue face, and the fire of life was about to be extinguished, he took difficult steps and walked in the direction where the old shaman fell out.

The old shaman spat blood from his mouth, and after being hit by the power of the three overlapping flames, he didn't rely on his body to fight, and his injuries were already serious at this time, but he saw the giant in the distance who covered the sky and the sun coming over, and he showed a shocked expression for the first time.

"Old shaman, it's all over, after my punch, it's all going to end!"

The black wind walked slowly, his mouth began to spit blood foam, his body staggered, and his voice began to become weak, he was like a broken candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time, and he might fall forever after taking the next step.

The old shaman burst out, and his body began to change, and after a burst of bright light, he became the body of the ancient god, not a handsome young man, but an old man with white hair and a pale face full of wrinkles.

He looked at Wu Feng, got up from the ground little by little, and released various spells in his hands, but these spells fell on Wu Feng's body but could not knock Wu Feng down at all, Wu Feng held his breath, gritted his teeth and walked towards the old shaman, and kept muttering: "The last punch, the last punch, everything is going to be over......"

He finally walked in front of the old shaman, who stood in the shadows cast by the dark wind, his eyes widened, and he shouted hysterically: "Why don't you fall!" Damn it! Why haven't you fallen yet! ”

Wu Feng's right hand was raised for the last time, but at this moment, his body froze, and the punch did not fall for a long time, so he stood like this, raised his fist, and made the final blow......

The old shaman woke up from his fright, stretched out his hand and touched Wufeng's body, and then laughed and said, "Haha, dead, you are finally dead!" Do you think you are immortal? And you say you're going to destroy me? What are you going to do with me? Today, I will destroy the black turbidity and let all the ancient gods of your vein die! ”

Wu Feng died standing up, like many heroes, until the moment of death, he was still fighting, his blood burned, his soul was unyielding, the fire of life was extinguished, and Wu Feng proved his glory as the supreme ancient god in his own way!

There was silence all around, not a single ancient god spoke, in fact, not long after the battle began, there was no ancient god who spoke, and today was a disaster day for this group of ancient gods.

The supreme god in my heart and the hero in my heart fought in the same room, and in the end the hero died.

Maybe thousands of years later, tens of thousands of years later, the surviving ancient gods will still talk about this great battle, and their eyebrows will dance, but today, none of the ancient gods regard this great war as an interesting thing.

The old shaman walked back to the center of the ancient battle platform, looked around with his eyes, and finally landed on me, I looked at him, and the next second, he flew out resolutely.

This battle will end with me!