Seeing this scene, one of the god-transforming monks immediately put away his natal weapon, pinched the trick with both hands, and a hundred-zhang cloud palm fell from the sky and slapped at Wei Chi Crack.

However, just as he unleashed this spell, a spear tip appeared in front of his eyes, and a powerful sharp aura rushed towards him.

This man snorted coldly, and was about to dodge, and the speed of the monk was by no means comparable to Wei Chi Split, but as soon as his body was about to move, he felt that his body was bound by an invisible force, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

The man was immediately shocked, and in a hurry, he released a ray of light in front of him, trying to block the tip of the spear.

Moreover, the two god-transforming monks of his two sects also felt his crisis, and hundreds of zhang of sword light directly cut down, wanting to cut back the spear.

With a roar, the sword shattered, and the light curtain shattered, but the tip of the spear came to this person without the slightest pause, and shattered it in his frightened look.

One person died, Wei Chi Crack laughed wildly, sat down and rushed forward, just in time to dodge the cloud palm that fell from the sky, and the sword slash of the other seven people.

Seeing that Wei Chi Crack succeeded in one blow, the golden-robed handsome man in his camp immediately laughed wildly: "Drum cheering!"

With his voice, from the many battle spirits on his side, four shirtless strong men walked out, these four people came to the front of the soldiers, their eyebrows flashed, and the war drums as high as one zhang on all sides appeared in front of the four people, lined up in a line.

The four of them clenched the drum hammer with both hands, and fell at the same time, and the four dull sounds, like one, were deafening, as if thunder came from nine heavens away, resounding throughout the sky.

The sound of war drums sounded, and the momentum of all the battle souls present suddenly increased, and even the fog in the battlefield of their heroic souls was instantly dispelled a lot by their increased momentum, but all that was revealed was dense war spirits, which made people's scalps tingle.

The momentum on Wei Chi Split's body also increased dramatically, but the ten people who fought with him were shocked by the sound of war drums, but in the gap of this shock, two more people fell.

However, the remaining seven people also reacted quickly and continued to attack, but the constant sound of war drums, like an invisible attack of the primordial spirit, made them have no way to concentrate, which made their situation even more difficult.

And Wei Chi Split is the more brave he becomes, the thousand zhang spear is wielding freely in his hands, both offensive and defensive, one second is still attacking the person in front, and the next second can attack the person behind him, the rapid transformation makes people unprepared.

Looking at the seven people who were in an increasingly difficult situation, Wei Shanlan's face was not very good-looking, he thought that the battle spirit could only exert its powerful combat power by relying on the number of people, but now, it was not like that at all.

It is also inconsistent with the rumors on Mu Feng, Mu Feng has a war spirit, which can also make his attack power increase several times, but the main thing is to rely on his own strength, but the scene in front of him has been out of everyone's imagination.

"Alliance leader, if this continues, they will only become more and more dangerous!" spoke a middle-aged man at the peak of the Transformation of Gods.

Wei Shanlan nodded and said, "After seeing it, we still underestimated the ability of these battle spirits!"

But at this moment, Wei Shanlan's face changed, in the gap between their words, two more Avatar Cultivators were killed by Yu Chi Split, but he never suffered any substantial damage, under the attack of several people, he was like a slippery loach, advancing and retreating freely, even if the aftermath of the attack accidentally fell on him, it would not cause him harm, as if his golden armor was not an illusory thing, but a real defensive magic weapon.

The drums of war were still beating, and the battle in the field was still going on, but now, everyone could see that the remaining five monks would be defeated sooner or later, and they would not only have to withstand the powerful offensive of Wei Chi Split, but also resist, and the sound of war drums interfered with their minds, and the longer it took for them to be disadvantaged.

But they couldn't retreat without permission, but just as they were in a dilemma, and Wei Shanlan was about to speak, in the direction behind them, a powerful battle intent suddenly came, accompanied by a voice that rang out: "Fight!"

Mu Feng was very helpless, he had been suppressing the battle spirits in his body before, and successfully separated them from the perception of the outside world, but since the war drums sounded, this war spirit seemed to have been called by an invisible summons, and began to move again.

Moreover, no matter how Mu Feng suppressed, it had no effect, especially as the war drums continued to sound, the war spirit that was about to move became more and more irritable, Mu Feng knew that if he forcibly suppressed it like this, it would only get the opposite effect, and in the end, the battle flag without returning still rushed out of the body, and a hundred war spirits also roared out.

Mu Feng's sudden appearance of war spirits here, as well as the monstrous battle intent, made the people on both sides who were miles away suddenly taken aback, not only turned here involuntarily, but also finally saw the hundred war spirits and a young man.

"Mu Feng!"

Even if Mu Feng is not his true face now, but seeing these hundred battle souls, Wei Shanlan and these people immediately thought of Mu Feng, except for the battlefield of heroic souls, only Mu Feng has a war soul in the entire continent, and he is still a hundred.

If there is anyone else in the field whose expression has not changed, then there is only worry-free, when Mu Feng appeared, he just glanced at it lightly, and did not show any emotion.

Even when he saw the hundred half-step god stage battle spirits, there was only a trace of appreciation in his eyes, and nothing else.

Mu Feng originally wanted to look at it for a while, before today, his understanding of the Heroic Soul Battlefield was only limited to the one time he entered back then, but what he saw today was far beyond his imagination.

In the past, I just thought that Wuwu was the master of the entire Heroic Soul Battlefield, but now it seems that it is obviously not the case, and the other four gold-robed marshals, although they may not be as good as him in status, they definitely have the right to act independently, and Wuwu can't order them.

Moreover, this one golden-armored general was able to exert such a strong combat power, and the ten god-transforming cultivators were not opponents, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, Mu Feng would never believe it.

Since the Heroic Soul Battlefield can resist Wei Shanlan and these people, of course Mu Feng will not appear in a hurry, but unfortunately, the sky does not follow people's wishes, and a few war drums will force him to have nowhere to hide.

At this moment, one of the hundred battle souls of Mu Feng actually carried the battle flag with both hands, and then, the rest of the battle spirits gathered behind him, lined up, and then galloped towards the battlefield of the heroic soul, looking like a group of soldiers marching and fighting.

"What is this? Anyway, you are also my people, and you will act independently without my orders!" Mu Feng secretly smiled bitterly, but still took off into the air and chased after him.

Mu Feng's appearance stopped the battle in the field, and the two sides returned to their respective camps, at this time, their attention was only Mu Feng.

When these hundred war spirits came to Wuwu, they knelt on one knee and said in unison: "See the big handsome!"

Worry-free suddenly showed a smile, raised his right hand, and said, "Get up!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the strength of the hundred battle spirits in front of him, Wu Wu couldn't help but show a hint of relief, and said: "In two hundred years, you have been able to grow into such a situation, and it is not in vain to let you leave with him!"

Then, he turned his gaze to Mu Feng, who came to the side of the battle spirit, and said with a smile: "Mu Feng, you are finally here!"

Mu Feng also bowed and said, "Mu Feng has seen the handsome!"

Carefree smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite, it seems that you didn't violate your words back then!"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "How can I do something that goes against my heart?"

Wu Wu nodded and said, "Since you have fulfilled your promise, of course the old man will not break my promise, but ......"

Hearing the worry-free words, Mu Feng's expression was first happy, but then it was a condensation, and he was most afraid of having 'but' when he spoke, with these two words, it was possible to be in heaven one second and enter hell the next second.

As if feeling Mu Feng's thoughts, he smiled carefree and said: "You have also seen that the old man is not the only person in charge of the Heroic Soul Battlefield, the identities of the four of them are the same as the old man, and the power is also equal, of course, the old man's promise will not change, but you don't want to know the decision of several of them!"

Hearing this, Mu Feng's heart moved, but he didn't think much about it, the other four gold-robed handsomes came slowly, and finally stopped on both sides of the worry-free, five pairs of eyes looked at Mu Feng carefully, this feeling made Mu Feng very uncomfortable, but now, for the sake of the agreement of the year, he can only stand here hard, if he can succeed, then he will have a strong team, for this, what is it to endure it!

Yu Chijiong hummed and said: "Don't talk nonsense, Wuwu told us that about your affairs, we can also make that decision like Wuwu, but we have a request!"

"Boss, please say, Mu Feng will definitely be able to complete it!"

"Oh, is it? This is not something that can be done with just words!"

At the same time, the other three marshals also shouted one after another: "Helian Lei is out of the ranks!"

"Yuwen is back in the ranks!"

"Chun Yu Shan!"

Even Wuwu shouted softly: "The lion wave is out!"

Hearing these five handsome generals, Mu Feng's eyes shrank suddenly, and he also had a bad premonition in his heart.

I saw that the five gold-armored generals of Shilang dismounted at the same time, and came to the five of them, knelt on one knee at the same time, and said in unison: "The last general!"

The five of them nodded at the same time, and said without worry: "The five of you, just follow Mu Feng to resist the enemy together!"

"The last general commands!"

Yu Chijiong then looked at Mu Feng and said: "What you have to do is to fuse the battle intent of the five of them, and repel them, if you can't do it, and don't die, then the agreement between you and Wuwu will be lifted, and Wuwu will also take back these hundred battle spirits, if you can do it, then we will be the same as Wuwu, and jointly complete the agreement with you!"

This book was first published in Book King