"This is the last battle between the two races, and I don't know who is the one who swept the other race!"

The gilded ancient god and Zhao Feng both said that they would sweep away the rest of the other party with their own strength.

Eventually, the two collided.

It can only be one of them who can confirm what they say.

"Zhao Feng has fought six times in a row, there is no time to rest, and the injuries of the gilded ancient god have almost healed, and the gap between the two is very obvious......

"And in the previous battle, I didn't see Zhao Feng take out the artifact, it must be an artifact that he didn't have a hand in, and the gilded ancient god, but there is a high-grade artifact......"

Seeing that the final battle was about to begin, the spectators couldn't help but speculate.

However, everyone is not optimistic about Zhao Feng, which is also summarized from many reasons.

"Zhao Feng, don't be stressed!"

The four elders of the Spirit Clan hurriedly sent a message to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng has fought six games in a row without rest, and this last battle will undoubtedly be lost.

But the Elves don't care about that anymore.

After all, before, the Spirit Clan might have been completely defeated by the Liejin Clan, and they wouldn't even be able to get a percent Heavenly Crystal Fire Spirit Vein.

And Zhao Feng turned the tide and reversed the situation, and he had already won forty percent of the Heavenly Crystal Fire Spirit Vein for the Spirit Clan.

"Elder, don't forget what you promised me, 500,000 contribution points!"

Zhao Feng said seriously.

"500,000 contribution points!"

The four elders suddenly thought that before, he had casually promised Zhao Feng that as long as he swept the Liejin clan, he would give him 500,000 contribution points.

Of course, at that time, the four elders just agreed casually in order to stabilize Zhao Feng's feelings.

"Is he sure?"

The four elders looked stunned.

If Zhao Feng was not sure, why would he mention this to himself before the fourth battle began.

Thinking of this, the four elders' hearts were pounding.

At the beginning, when the gilded ancient god appeared, he didn't think that the spirit clan could win anymore, he just hoped that he wouldn't lose too badly.

Now, is it possible for the Spirit Clan to win?

For some reason, the four elders faintly looked forward to it.

The other Spirit Clan disciples also looked excited.

Only the ancient god of the ice plain was alone, and he was stunned by the side.

This gambling battle between the two clans was simply the most painful and torturous moment in his life.

Rumble!

On the battle platform, Zhao Feng and the gilded ancient god had already begun to fight.

The gilded ancient god held a dark yellow ancient giant axe, placed in a cloud of golden flames, and attacked wide open and close, extremely powerful, approaching Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng, on the other hand, took advantage of his speed, constantly dodged, and then attacked the weak point of the gilded ancient god's defense.

The gilded ancient god relied on a high-grade artifact and had a powerful attack, but it was difficult for him to hurt Zhao Feng.

And his own physique and defense are strong, and Zhao Feng's attack is difficult to cause him much damage.

Although Zhao Feng had killed a seventh-order ancient god before.

But that's because of the absolute defense of the robe of time and space, as well as the help of the world-destroying black dragon.

Here, Zhao Feng definitely couldn't show off the robe of time and space, so he couldn't let the gilded ancient god get close to him.

"Do you just know how to dodge?"

The gilded ancient god sneered.

There was no rest in six consecutive battles, why did Zhao Feng fight him?

Moreover, this time, the gilded ancient gods are ready to fight.

"Sky Smashing!"

The gilded ancient gods gather their strength and prepare to unleash their powerful skills.

"It's now!"

The gilded ancient god's eyes bloomed, and when he grabbed Zhao Feng and was about to cast a spatial teleportation, he took out a gossip crystal disk.

Urging the Bagua Crystal Disk, a strange spatial force, stretched out, overlapping with the surrounding space.

"Void Lock Artifact!"

Zhao Feng frowned slightly, unfurled a pair of golden wings behind his back, and quickly retreated with him.

The Liejin clan entrusted a qiē to the gilded ancient god, and must have analyzed Zhao Feng's fighting style and tried to restrain some of his methods.

For example, a black ring on the hand of the gilded ancient god, which was a soul defense artifact that had reached the top grade of the god rank.

In addition to this, the Liejin clan will naturally restrain Zhao Feng's spatial mysteries.

Hoohoo!

The gilded ancient god released a cloud of golden flame light axe phantom, but Zhao Feng dodged it in time.

"You're smart enough to take precautions!"

The gilded ancient god suddenly used the Void Locking Artifact, which didn't have a surprisingly winning effect, but he didn't care.

In his opinion, Zhao Feng, who has fought six games in a row, will definitely lose.

What the Liejin clan prepared for him was completely superfluous.

"It's dangerous!"

The children of the Spirit Clan secretly sweated for Zhao Feng.

"There are too many artifacts in the hands of the gilded ancient gods, and Zhao Feng ......"

A high-ranking elder sighed.

Knowing that this was the case, they would also prepare some artifacts for Zhao Feng.

"If Zhao Feng has a top-grade attack artifact, the victory or defeat is not necessarily!"

The children of the Spirit Clan participated in the war and were indignant for Zhao Feng.

A suitable high-grade attack artifact can increase the power of at least one ancient god's attack by more than forty percent.

There is an artifact and there is no artifact, and the difference between the two is huge.

But Zhao Feng didn't have a commodity artifact, and he could fight with the gilded ancient gods to this extent, which was indeed shocking.

On the other side, the high-level leaders of the Liejin clan looked like they were winning one by one.

Woohoo!

Zhao Feng cast the Golden Thunder Light Wing Technique, turning into a golden streamer and paddling quickly on the platform.

"Five Elements Thunder Robbery Palm!"

"Wind and thunder!"

Zhao Feng pinpointed a certain gap, and used his combat skills and pupil skills together.

Bang!

The gilded ancient god swung the dark yellow ancient giant axe and slashed out a wave of golden flame light, shattering the five-colored thunder light palm that Zhao Feng had struck.

"Hiss......"

The gilded ancient god felt the pain in his soul, hissed, and paused for a moment before launching an attack on Zhao Feng.

"I see......"

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed with a gleam.

Just now, he observed that when he launched the Soul Pupil Technique against the Gilded Ancient God, the power of the ring on the Gilded Ancient God's hand did not reach the level of a high-grade artifact.

This must be because this high-grade artifact is a high-level member of the Liejin clan and temporarily lent it to the gilded ancient god.

The refining of a top-grade artifact is not so easy.

Without completely refining this soul defense artifact, the gilded ancient god would not be able to exert its power.

Therefore, Zhao Feng's soul pupil technique still has a strong effect.

"Mine Prison of Thunder!"

Zhao Feng's dreamy silver eyes moved slowly, and the colorful colors refracted from them, brilliant and beautiful.

Rumble!

A dreamy mist permeated the gilded ancient gods, slowly enveloping them.

The Dream Mist quickly transforms into a psychedelic blue water dungeon, trapping it inside.

The moment he released his pupil technique, Zhao Feng launched a fierce attack, striking out a continuous stream of blue thunder giant palms.

Poof!

Sensing the imminent danger, the gilded ancient god unleashed a defensive secret technique.

Around his body, a golden circle of light immediately appeared, and there were golden flame veins on the aperture.

At the same time, the gilded ancient god will also hold the high-grade artifact in his hand on the wall.

Bang bang!

The gilded ancient god was knocked back for some distance before stopping.

"I didn't expect that with the consumption of six battles, you can still exert this kind of strength!"

The gilded ancient god was slightly surprised.

His expression suddenly became cold at this moment, and a sense of solemnity permeated.

"Are you going to give it your all?"

Zhao Feng muttered.

He broke through to the ancient gods in one step, which already proved that Zhao Feng's heritage and potential were far beyond ordinary people.

The previous battle, although it was somewhat consumed, was not very large.

"Heaven-shattering Giant Axe Slash!"

The gilded ancient god let out a low shout, and a layer of huge axe phantoms appeared on the stone axe in his hand.

A blow blasted out, and an incomparably large golden flame slash slashed out horizontally.

That range almost enveloped half of the battle platform, leaving Zhao Feng with nowhere to dodge.

"Hehe, the gilded ancient god is finally willing to get serious!"

"Since this is the case, Zhao Feng will definitely lose!"

The upper echelons of the Liejin clan smiled with a gloomy smile.

The other spectators around the platform also seemed to feel that the battle was about to end.

Seeing that, the huge golden flame light slash was about to hit Zhao Feng.

"Divine Eyes...... Decompose!"

Zhao Feng secretly moved his eyes and locked on a certain place in front of him.

A mist of dreamy light radiated from his left eye.

Suddenly, the huge golden flame slashed up, and a certain gap suddenly appeared.

Shout!

The huge range attack rumbled by, and Zhao Feng was just above that gap, unharmed.

"What kind of pupil is this?"

The gilded ancient god had just sensed Zhao Feng's ability to use his pupils, but he couldn't see the principle.

"Thunder Tribulation Pupil Slash!"

Zhao Feng immediately launched a pupil technique.

Poof!

A white crystal thunder blade of light was cut out of the body of the gilded ancient god.

"You're looking for death!"

The gilded ancient god's face was extremely angry.

He found that Zhao Feng used the pupil technique, and although he dodged the fatal wound, he was still not lightly injured.

Airplanes!

In the body of the gilded ancient god, a bright and dazzling golden light suddenly gushed out, and a mysterious aura of destruction spread out.

"Destroy the mystery, be careful!"

The people of the Spirit Clan suddenly exclaimed.

On the other side, the Liejin clan showed a smug smile: "It's over!"

Everyone around them showed a look that was as they expected.

The gilded ancient god has a top-grade artifact, and with this powerful power of destroying mysteries, Zhao Feng will definitely be defeated.

But Zhao Feng didn't panic much, but was a little excited.

"All I want is for you to use this power!"

Zhao Feng showed a sly smile.

"Divine Eyes...... Copy!"

Zhao Feng's left eyes stared at the ruining power of the gilded ancient god, and a powerful pupil force will surged out.

Soon, Zhao Feng successfully copied that force.

At the same time, the Thunder Tribulation Pupil Technique was also brewing in his left eye.

"Die, Zhao Feng!"

The gilded ancient god roared, and swung his giant axe violently with both arms, ready to use this blow to decide the winner.

Hoohoo!

On the quaint stone axe in his hand, a powerful earth-shattering force fluctuated.

"Divine Eye Replica: Thunder Tribulation Pupil Flame!"

However, at this moment, Zhao Feng's powerful pupil technique was launched in advance.

He fused the power of destruction that he had copied from the gilded ancient god with his own Thunder Tribulation Pupil Flame, and the power of this Thunder Tribulation Pupil Flame was unprecedentedly powerful.

Boom!

I saw that a brilliant thunder flame suddenly descended on the head of the gilded ancient god.

Before that palpitating soul-destroying power came, it made the gilded ancient god's heart jump violently.

The gilded ancient god hurriedly urged the soul defense artifact on his finger.

Airplanes!

A dark wave of light enveloped his soul body.

Almost at the same moment.

Poof!

The enhanced version of the Thunder Tribulation Pupil Flame, which fused with the "Divine Eye Replication", was accompanied by a forbidden breath of destruction, bombarding down, and the dark light wave was dim and shattered in an instant...... R1148