"It's down there!"

Zhao Feng was also stunned, this Yuan Yao Ancient God came to find him?

"You look good, no wonder Sister Yu Fei is so desperate for you!"

After Yuan Yao looked at Zhao Feng casually for a while, the corners of his mouth smiled faintly, slightly disdainful.

"Yufei?"

Zhao Feng looked slightly stunned and a little puzzled.

However, Yuan Yao's words made Zhao Feng a little dissatisfied, as if Zhao Yufei would like him because of his appearance.

"If I hadn't come today, you would have died without a place to bury!"

Yuan Yao Ancient God looked at Zhao Feng, who was a little sluggish and lost his mind, and snorted lightly.

Originally, the battle situation had not yet reached the point where the half-step god lord was dispatched.

It's just that when Zhao Yufei learned that Zhao Feng came back and entered the battlefield, she immediately went out of the customs and couldn't wait to go.

But this big battle is to lead Zhao Yufei to rise.

At this juncture, it is naturally impossible for the Spirit Clan to let Zhao Yufei out.

Under Zhao Yufei's repeated requests, the Spirit Clan had no choice but to let the Yuan Yao Ancient God prepare to enter the battlefield, and take care of Zhao Feng by the way to protect his safety.

Yuan Yao Ancient God didn't expect that as soon as she came here to take a look, she met the Cold Flame Ancient God of the Liejin Clan.

"Thank you Yuan Yao Ancient God for coming in time!"

The Lan Ancient God and the members of the Tianluo Sect immediately said respectfully.

"Thank you for your help!"

Zhao Feng said with a smile.

Although the Cold Flame Ancient God couldn't help him, Zhao Feng didn't want to expose everything so early, and the arrival of the Yuan Yao Ancient God did solve a problem for him.

"The half-step god master of the Liejin clan has appeared on the battlefield, and the next battle will be even more tragic, so let's do it for myself!"

Yuan Yao Ancient God glanced at Zhao Feng, and then left directly.

Although she had also heard of Zhao Feng's deeds, at this moment Zhao Yufei was the core and future of the Spirit Clan.

Compared with Zhao Yufei, Zhao Feng was overshadowed.

In the heart of Yuan Yao's ancient gods, Zhao Feng was a man who needed a woman's request and was protected by others, and he was really incompetent.

"The battle has escalated further!"

The Blue Ancient God was slightly worried.

I didn't expect that the battle situation would escalate so soon.

Sure enough, three months later, the ancient gods of Yuan Yao officially intervened in the war.

this day.

The important high-level leaders of several major power bases gathered together.

The representatives of the Tianluo Sect were the Lan Ancient God Tianluo Sect Master, as well as Zhao Feng.

"At the beginning of the war, the Spirit Race was in a weak position, and now I personally command the battle and lead you to retake those fallen lands......"

The ancient god of Yuan Yao was high in the sky, and all eyes were on him, like a goddess of victory.

That's it.

Several sect races near the Tianluo Sect gradually converged and formed a huge army.

On the second day, the army of the Spirit Clan attacked the territory of the Liejin Clan.

This time, the Spirit Clan suddenly attacked, caught the Liejin Clan by surprise, won a complete victory, and recaptured part of the territory.

But soon the Liejin clan reacted and sent a large number of elite powerhouses to quickly assemble an equally strong team, led by the Cold Flame Ancient God.

It didn't take long for the two armies to collide for the first time.

At that moment, the sky and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds rolled upside down.

The whole world is full of strong figures of various forms, and colorful thunder, fire, and ice wind sweep the entire world.

"Well, such a fierce battle is conducive to sharpening my ......"

Zhao Feng's face was overjoyed, this kind of chaotic battle was exactly what he longed for.

First of all, the chaotic battlefield can sharpen people's combat ability even more.

Secondly, Zhao Feng was able to use the Great Battlefield to accumulate a large number of battle merits, and exchange all of them for cultivation treasures.

When the time comes, he will not be too eye-catching if he reveals his ninth-order cultivation.

"Mixed Yuan Divine Sword!"

Zhao Feng's hands condensed a turbid dark silver lightsaber.

Whew!Whew!

His figure flickered rapidly in the battlefield, taking one or two lives with every pause.

The powerhouses of the same level are in the hands of Zhao Feng, and they are all killed with one move.

The first collision between the armies of the two clans, the Spirit Race had the upper hand.

Subsequently, the second and third collisions were all victories of the Spirit Race.

And Zhao Feng gradually became famous on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, Zhao Feng was like a god of death, killing with a sword of the same level, even if it was a ninth-order ancient god, in his hands, it would not last long.

Of course, his wanton killing also attracted the attention of the Liejin clan.

"He is Zhao Feng!"

"Second brother, let's join forces and kill him!"

A pair of Liejin brothers, staring at Zhao Feng with fierce eyes.

Although Zhao Feng was only an eighth-order peak, the contribution points that he could get by killing Zhao Feng were almost equivalent to killing a ninth-order peak ancient god.

This pair of Liejin brothers are all ninth-order ancient gods, and their strength is extremely strong, close to the peak of the ninth-order.

Whoosh!

The two fought slowly on the battlefield and gradually approached Zhao Feng.

When they reached a certain distance, the two of them suddenly urged the powerful bloodline, and regardless of everything, they killed Zhao Feng directly.

"Death!"

The two Liejin brothers, armed with large knives, slashed out two extremely powerful flame blades.

"Ah......h

An eighth-order ancient god didn't have time to dodge, and was directly incinerated by the aftermath of the flame blade.

Seeing that the combined force of the two powerful ninth-order ancient gods was about to engulf Zhao Feng with one blow.

Right now.

Shout!

In the distant sky, a pale green crystal light carried a great spirit clan coercion, and it flew down rapidly, directly hitting the two flame blades.

Bang!

The flame blade was directly destroyed, and the two brothers of the Liejin clan were shocked back not far from this powerful force, and they suffered a lot of injuries.

"Damn, Spirit Clan Half-Step Divine Master!"

The two brothers of the Liejin clan looked up at the sky.

The blow just now was released by the Yuan Yao Ancient God.

"Oh my God, the Yuan Yao Ancient God and the Cold Flame Ancient God are fighting, and they are still paying attention to Zhao Feng and helping him resolve the crisis!"

An eighth-order peak ancient god who was closer to Zhao Feng suddenly exclaimed.

Now although the daughter of the Spirit Clan Tianjiao is Zhao Yufei, the goddess in the hearts of the older generation is still the ancient god of Yuan Yao.

On weekdays, the ancient gods of Yuan Yao don't look at them squarely.

But on the battlefield, the ancient gods of Yuan Yao who were fighting were still paying attention to Zhao Feng and resolving his crisis.

This scene suddenly shocked and envied many ancient gods of the Spirit Race nearby.

"What's so strange about this, it's not the first time!"

In the distance, a ninth-order ancient god muttered.

Back then, he was also a young man of the Spirit Clan, one of the suitors of the ancient gods of Yuan Yao.

"Death!"

Zhao Feng held the Mixed Yuan Divine Sword and directly killed the pair of Liejin brothers.

The two of them were injured by the aftermath of the half-step god master's attack, and their combat power was damaged.

And Zhao Feng's speed was far beyond the two of them, and after chasing and killing, he killed both of them.

......

The war lasted until the eighth year.

During this period, there were at least fifty or sixty battles, in which the Spirit Clan won more than the Liejin Clan.

The Elvitans gradually regained their territory and began to encroach on the territory of the Liejin Clan.

In this war, many people are famous in the Spirit Clan's Purple Spirit Domain, and the most prestigious one is naturally Zhao Feng.

In every battle, Zhao Feng's contribution points far surpassed the ninth-order ancient gods, far ahead of others.

But more talk about Zhao Feng is not his merit.

"Did you say that between the ancient gods of Yuan Yao and Zhao Feng, is there something there?"

"Could it be that the ancient god of Yuan Yao has taken a fancy to Zhao Feng? But Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei don't admire each other......

"I really didn't expect that the daughter of Tianjiao in different eras of the Spirit Clan would fall in love with the same person......"

In the place where the Spirit Clan is stationed, rumors about Zhao Feng and Yuan Yao Ancient Gods are happening every day, and the more they spread, the more outrageous they become.

For these, Zhao Feng couldn't do anything and didn't care too much.

In the past eight years, he has used all his contribution points to exchange for cultivation treasures.

Of course, these are just cover-ups, and the treasures that Zhao Feng himself has are several times more precious than those exchanged.

Inside the robe of time and space.

In front of Zhao Feng, there were several ancient treasures floating around.

He ran the "Mixed Sky Yuan Jue" and methodically absorbed the energy essence of all the precious materials.

Buzzing!

Around Zhao Feng's body, a layer of chaotic distorted power appeared, affecting the time and space of heaven and earth.

At a certain moment, Zhao Feng's figure became virtual and real, and a powerful spatial fluctuation affected the surrounding space.

Call!

The strange distorted power floating in the surrounding void was directly wrapped in a powerful void power and included in Zhao Feng's body.

"The Eightfold Peak of Space Mystery!"

Zhao Feng's eyes opened, and a layer of powerful spatial power flashed in his eyes.

The eightfold peak of the spatial mystery, which marks that the "Mixed Sky Yuan Jue" has also reached the peak of the fourth layer.

The refinement and breakthrough of the exercises made Zhao Feng's cultivation come to fruition, reaching the peak of the ninth order.

"It seems that we have to continue to seal and cultivate!"

Zhao Feng smiled helplessly.

Originally, he was going to break the seal in the near future and show his true cultivation.

But unexpectedly, after a long period of tempering and accumulation, his cultivation naturally broke through to the peak of the ninth order.

Three months later, the two clans went to war again.

This time, Zhao Feng used the cultivation of the ninth-order ancient gods to fight, shocking the two major races.

In less than twenty years, it has been promoted from the seventh order to the ninth order, and this kind of rapid advancement speed is far inferior even to the strong bloodline of the spirit clan.

No, maybe Zhao Yufei, who has obtained the inheritance of the Martial God Clan, can be compared with it.

"This son must not be kept!"

On the side of the Liejin clan, Elder Jin's gaze was extremely gloomy.

At this moment, the two major races already have two half-step god masters participating in the battlefield.

"However, that Yuan Yao Ancient God has been taking care of Zhao Feng on the battlefield, and it is a little difficult to get rid of him!"

The Cold Flame Ancient God shook his head slightly.

This time, not long after the war lasted, the Liejin retreated directly, and the Spirit Clan won again.

Next, in the two-year battle, the Liejin clan also took defensive measures.

But the Elves did not take it lightly, and everyone could feel that the war was about to enter its final phase.

Inside the robe of time and space.

Having just broken through the peak of the ninth order, Zhao Feng needed to spend a lot of time consolidating his cultivation strength.

At the same time, he divided some of his thoughts and cultivated other aspects.

Airplanes!

The Mixed Yuan divine power surged, and Zhao Feng condensed a long sword of turbid dark silver in his hand.

Whoop!

Gradually, a flash of lightning appeared on the long sword.

This is not an ordinary thunderbolt, but a thunder tribulation stored in Zhao Feng's thunder soul body.

When he first came back, Zhao Feng tried to fuse the miniature Hybrid Yuan Divine Sword with the Thunder Tribulation Pupil Flame.

But this is too difficult, the two powerful pupil techniques, once there is an accident, it will also cause backlash.

Therefore, Zhao Feng gave up the pupil fusion technique, took a step back, and fused the Mixed Yuan Divine Sword and the power of the Thunder Tribulation.

Whoop!

On the Mixed Yuan long sword, there are more and more thunder wires, and the light is getting stronger and stronger.

Beads of sweat broke out on Zhao Feng's forehead, and his eyes were staring at the Mixed Yuan Divine Sword in his hand.

At a certain moment, on top of the entire Mixed Yuan Divine Sword, the Thunder Tribulation Wire spread all over it with some strange rules.

At a glance, it looks like a chaotic thunder sword, shocking people's souls!

Poof!

Zhao Feng urged slightly, and the "Mixed Yuan Thunder Tribulation Sword" in his hand bloomed with a faint thunder and lightning light, exuding an incomparably powerful aura of power, and even the surrounding void trembled and twisted.

"It's done, I don't know what the power of this 'Mixed Yuan Thunder Robbery Sword' is?"

Zhao Feng looked surprised and looked forward to it slightly.