"How could it be ......?"

The middle-aged giant screamed.

As a member of the Liejin Clan, how could a person of the same rank penetrate his defensive physique so easily.

Moreover, the divine power in his body was disordered for a while, and it passed rapidly: his every move was slowed down, and he had no power to resist.

Brush snort!

The Mixed Yuan Divine Sword in Zhao Feng's hand was directly cut off from the body of the middle-aged giant, and then slashed back and forth.

Devour and absorb!

The power of the Mixed Yuan Divine Sword in Zhao Feng's hand not only did not decrease, but skyrocketed. The terrifying force field directly tore the middle-aged giant to pieces, and annihilated it along with his soul.

This sudden scene suddenly broke the atmosphere just now and shocked everyone.

Originally, the Tianluo Sect Master and the members of the Tianluo Sect, who were already desperate, all looked directly at Zhao Feng.

"That eighth-order peak was killed by Zhao Feng!"

The Tianluo Sect Master was sluggish.

He never thought that after the Lan Ancient God fled, such a scene would happen.

"What's going on, why was the eighth-order peak of the Liejin Clan suddenly killed by Zhao Feng!"

The rest of the members present had a low cultivation level, and it was a little difficult to understand that scene.

It stands to reason that it is very difficult to kill in the same rank, but Zhao Feng is extremely relaxed.

"Boy, you killed him......"

The Dark Raven Ancient God reacted at this moment, his face furious, and his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The situation of the original big victory, but suddenly lost an eighth-order peak, and the middle-aged giant was still killed under his nose.

"Hey, although the other party has died an eighth-order peak, there is also a ninth-order ancient god!"

When the Tianluo Sect Master looked at the Dark Crow Ancient God, his face sank again.

If the Lan Ancient God hadn't escaped, the three of them might have been able to repel the Dark Raven Ancient God by joining forces.

"You came to die yourself, why don't I kill you?"

Zhao Feng looked at the Dark Crow Ancient God and smiled indifferently.

"Junior, you are so rampant, but you will die a miserable death......"

The Dark Crow Ancient God's eyes froze, staring at Zhao Feng deadly.

In his opinion, the scene just now was mainly due to the negligence of the middle-aged giant, coupled with Zhao Feng's sneak attack, which made a powerful fatal blow.

And he, the Dark Raven Ancient God, will not take the enemy lightly.

Sou!

The shadow flashed, and the Dark Crow Ancient God approached Zhao Feng directly, and the spear in his hand stabbed out.

A dark brown domineering flame erupted in an instant.

And in that dark brown flame, mixed with chaotic spatial power, disturbed a void, making it impossible for Zhao Feng to flicker and teleport.

Shout!

Countless streamers of gold surged on Zhao Feng's body, dragging a brilliant light gold ray, and fled into the distance.

The dark brown flame pierced through the afterimage left by Zhao Feng and bombarded the surface, instantly forming a huge charred black crater that was more than a hundred feet long.

After the blow missed, the Dark Raven Ancient God immediately chased after him, and the spear in his hand burst out one after another, and the dark brown flame light crisscrossed the night, causing the others on both sides to be terrified and retreat.

But Zhao Feng was in the midst of the attacks in the sky, wandering back and forth, and the Mixed Yuan Divine Sword in his hand swung out from time to time, taking away the lives of several enemies, and he seemed to be at ease.

"This kid, even if he doesn't cast a spatial flicker, his speed is so fast!"

The face of the Dark Crow Ancient God was slightly gloomy, and he, a ninth-order ancient god, was actually far inferior to Zhao Feng in terms of speed.

At this moment, Zhao Feng seemed to ignore the existence of the Dark Crow Ancient God, and killed the members of the Liejin clan to his heart's content.

"Okay! I didn't expect Zhao Feng to be so fast!"

The Tianluo Sect Master's face was shocked, as if he saw hope.

All the members of the Tianluo Sect, seeing this scene, also cheered up again and fought hard.

"Ahh......h

In the sky above the Tianluo Sect, the sound of screams continued.

The pale gold streamer in the void, every time it shuttles, it will harvest one or two lives, accompanied by blood splatters.

Coupled with the attack of the members of the Tianluo Sect, the number of casualties of the Liejin Clan rose in an instant.

"Ahh......h

Rao is a calm and calm Dark Crow Ancient God was extremely angry and thunderous.

At this moment, he could only watch Zhao Feng and harvest his own men.

What made him powerless was that Zhao Feng seemed to be deliberately playing with him, and whenever he was about to catch up, Zhao Feng's speed would suddenly increase a lot, and he quickly dodged and escaped.

Although Zhao Feng's cultivation was sealed at the peak of the eighth order, his profound skills and artistic conception were all there.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to be too amazing, this Dark Raven Ancient God didn't talk about getting close, but he was afraid that he would have been easily killed a long time ago.

"Kill, kill the Flame Clan!"

The Tianluo Sect Master and many high-level leaders also followed Zhao Feng and fought hard, and the blood of killing was boiling.

The Liejin clan is the enemy who invades their sect and kills their fellow sects.

Moreover, killing the members of the Liejin clan also has contribution point rewards, which can be exchanged for many rare treasures that are difficult to obtain on weekdays.

Due to Zhao Feng's drive, the Tianluo Sect instantly reversed and occupied.

Not much.

The members of the Liejin clan led by the ancient god of the Raven died seventy-seven eighty-eight.

There are also many members who have fled in the wilderness.

"I didn't expect Zhao Feng's speed to be so fast, even the ninth-order ancient gods couldn't reach it!"

The Tianluo Sect Master looked at the pale gold streamer figure, and his eyes were extremely reverent.

It was precisely because of the commanding heights of Zhao Feng's speed that the Dark Crow Ancient God was completely out of line, and the entire Tianluo Sect miraculously turned defeat into victory.

“...... Defeated!"

The Old God of Dark Raven looked extremely embarrassed.

He never imagined that the battle would turn out like this in the end.

At this moment, there were only a few weak True Gods left, a Seventh-Order Ancient God, under his leadership.

And the members of the Tianluo Sect suffered very little losses, almost not counting.

"Siege and kill the Lie Jin Clan!"

Zhao Feng immediately drank.

Suddenly, the ancient god powerhouse of the Tianluo Sect rushed out directly.

The ordinary true gods of the Tianluo Sect began to set up formations, or opened the defensive enchantment again.

The Tianluo Sect Master, on the other hand, controlled the Sect Protector Array, controlled the light blue water spirit dragon, and pressed towards the Dark Crow Ancient God.

"You wait, next time, the old man will bloody Tianluo Zong!"

The hoarse voice of the Old Crow God roared, and the resentment in his heart was overwhelming.

Swish!

The Dark Raven Ancient God led the remaining few people and fled directly.

"Did I say I'm going to let you go?"

At this moment, in front of the Dark Crow Ancient God, Zhao Feng's figure suddenly appeared, with a faint smile, overlooking the Dark Crow Ancient God and the others.

"Junior, the old man is leaving, you can't stop it!"

The Old Raven God whispered.

In his opinion, Zhao Feng was just fast, and there was still a certain gap between him and the ninth-order ancient gods in terms of strength.

"Then try!"

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Feng's mouth, and his figure flashed, approaching the Dark Crow Ancient God.

Whew!

A cloudy dark silver mixed element divine power quickly condensed into a long sword and stabbed out directly.

Bang!

The Dark Raven Ancient God swept out directly with a single shot, and the two quickly exchanged hands in the void a few times, and separated again.

The Old God of Dark Raven looked startled, and glanced at the few scars on his body, although they were very subtle, but they broke through his physical defenses.

At the same time, he also felt that the power in his body had been absorbed a lot by Zhao Feng.

The Mixed Yuan Divine Sword in Zhao Feng's hand fluctuated with an unusually large amount of energy fluctuations, and it seemed to be even more powerful.

"How is that possible?"

The Dark Raven Ancient God was secretly terrified in his heart, even his ninth-order Ancient God's defensive physique, Zhao Feng could easily break through it?

Rumble!

At the same time, the Tianluo Sect Master and the other ancient gods of the Tianluo Sect came to kill one after another.

For a moment, the Raven Ancient God was surrounded by a siege.

"Damn!"

The Old God of Dark Raven looked embarrassed and was in trouble.

While he was about to cast a life-saving measure.

Suddenly, a strange wave surged behind him.

The next moment!

A cloudy dark silver sword stabbed out of his chest and carried a large amount of golden-red blood.

Rumble!

A riotous and powerful energy rushed out in an instant, sweeping through the body of the Dark Raven Ancient God.

The powerful destructive power made the Dark Raven Ancient God feel the coming of death in an instant.

"It's impossible, your strength ......"

The face of the Dark Raven Ancient God was extremely shocked, the strength that Zhao Feng showed at this moment was far inferior to even the ninth-order ancient god.

That profound body technique, artistic conception, powerful combat skills and divine power, as well as mystical power, this is by no means something that the eighth-order peak ancient god can have.

But the ancient gods of the dark ravens who knew this did not have a chance to speak out.

Poof!

With a wave of the long sword in Zhao Feng's hand, he directly split the Dark Crow Ancient God in half.

"Dead?"

All the members of the Tianluo Sect were stunned.

Although the Raven Ancient God was in trouble, he didn't have much damage, and there should be some hole cards that he didn't come up with.

But the next moment, the Dark Raven Ancient God was suddenly directly killed by Zhao Feng.

"Kill with one hit!"

The Tianluo Sect Master's heart shook violently.

"Dark Raven Ancient God, thank you for your divine power, let my mixed yuan divine power greatly increase its power!"

Zhao Feng smiled indifferently.

"It turns out that Lord Zhao Feng's divine power is so good, he can absorb the divine power of others and increase his own power!"

"Lord Zhao Feng is worthy of being a genius of the Spirit Clan!"

Most of the members of the Tianluo Sect cast their adoring glances one after another, and many of the female disciples regarded Zhao Feng as the perfect man in their hearts.

From the beginning to the present, Zhao Feng's Mixed Yuan Divine Power has continued to grow, and after absorbing the power of the Dark Raven Ancient God, the divine power attack has become even more powerful.

Coupled with the siege and containment of many personnel of the Tianluo Sect, after Zhao Feng accumulated his strength, he suddenly launched an attack and killed the Dark Crow Ancient God directly.

Everything seems to be fine.

But only the Tianluo Sect Master felt that there was a lot of strangeness, and when he looked at Zhao Feng, he suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was like a vast starry sky, mysterious and unfathomable.

"This time, we were able to successfully defeat the Liejin Clan, thanks to the cooperation of everyone in the Tianluo Sect!"

Zhao Feng turned to look at the many members of the Tianluo Sect and said with a smile.

After the battle, the entire Tianluo Sect got busy, counting the number of dead and wounded, and rebuilding the sect.

Zhao Feng returned to his palace and retreated to practice.

It's the first time you've played, so there's no need to be too dazzling.

The war is still very long, and the next little by little strength will be exposed, until it is shown with true cultivation and strength, and it will not be suspected.

Moreover, suppressing cultivation for battle is also a kind of tempering for Zhao Feng.

In the early morning of the second day, the entire Tianluo Sect was still busy.

Suddenly, two white streamers came.

The Tianluo Sect Master and some of the members looked at it and saw that it was actually the Lan Ancient God and the Ice Plain Ancient God.

The Lan Ancient God stiffened his head and slowly descended on the Tianluo Sect, and the Ice Plains Ancient God on the side was handsome and blushing, and he was embarrassed.

"I was going to move the rescue soldiers last night, but I didn't expect you to save the day!"

Lan Ancient God's face was very unnatural, and he said embarrassedly.

In fact, the Blue Ancient God and the Ice Plains Ancient God did not flee very far.

Therefore, they also learned for the first time that the Tianluo Sect had repelled the members of the Liejin Clan.

"The Lan Ancient God is worried!"

The Tianluo Sect Master was lukewarm to him.

After all, the Lan Ancient God was the eighth-order peak ancient god of the Spirit Clan, and the relationship was complicated, so he didn't dare to offend.

But in his heart, the Tianluo Sect Master snorted disdainfully: "Do you need to take your son with you to move the rescuers?"

The disciples of the Tianluo Sect looked disdainful and disdainful, but they did not speak.

At this moment, Zhao Feng also walked out with a faint smile on his face, looking at the father and son who had escaped from the battle.

"Zhao Feng, tell me, how did you turn the danger into a disaster yesterday and repel the Liejin Clan?"

Lan Ancient God looked at Zhao Feng, his eyes froze, and he immediately asked.