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"Without a trace, are you going to tell this outsider the secret of the Giant God Clan?"

An old and majestic voice echoed in the hall.

"All along, he was the one who helped me keep the Ancient God Seal, and he personally came over to return the Ancient God Seal to me, so I believe him!"

Xin Wuxian looked calm.

Zhao Feng knew that the Ancient God Seal contained a big secret, but he still came here and took the initiative to hand it over.

Therefore, it is understandable to tell Zhao Feng about the secret of the Ancient God Seal.

"At the beginning, my Giant God Clan also trusted the Ancient Soul Clan very much, but in the end?"

The old voice sounded again, with sighs, helplessness, and anger in his words.

"If it is not of my race, its heart will be different!"

Before Xin Wuxian could speak, the old voice contained endless coercion, resounding throughout the world.

At the same time, almost all the people of the Giant God Temple walked out of their residences and looked at the sky with a sad expression.

"Zhao Feng, don't take it personally, the Great Elder is not targeting you......"

Xin Wuxian knew that the Great Elder had too much hatred for the Ancient Soul Clan, so he didn't continue to argue, but said to Zhao Feng.

In his opinion, the reason why the Giant God Clan is like this is because the Giant God Clan relies too much on blood, and thinks that its own bloodline is high, and disdains other weak primeval races, and lives too peacefully, without a sense of crisis, which caused that kind of tragedy.

After experiencing this, the Giant God Clan has already had a deep understanding that once it recovers, it will be like a bamboo, and no one can stop it.

But now that the Titan Clan is facing a crisis from the Ancient Soul Palace, it needs a chance to rise.

"No trace, the thing has arrived, just send him away!"

The Grand Elder continued.

The opportunity for the Titan to rise is the Ancient God Seal.

"I need his help!"

Xin Wuxian said flatly.

"What? are you going to keep him here?"

An angry voice rang out.

Zhao Feng felt as if the sky had fallen, extremely depressed.

The next moment, an old man appeared directly in this hall, he was tall, his complexion was dark red, his face was majestic, and his vicissitudes of white hair were white.

"He is an eighth-order ancient god, and he is indeed a top powerhouse among ordinary forces, but he is of no use to the current giant god clan!"

The Great Elder shouted directly.

In fact, now the Giant God Temple is lacking strong people, if there is an extra eighth-order ancient god, they are naturally willing.

It's just that the Great Elder has always been suspicious of foreign races.

What's more, now that the Titan Clan is in a critical period, there must be no mistakes.

"During my reincarnation, I got along with Zhao Feng for a while, I know him well, he has the ability to help me, but if you want to help me, you have to ask him!"

Xin Wuxian stood up suddenly, exuding an incomparably powerful bloodline aura, suppressing and weakening Zhao Feng's aura by a few points.

"Since you value him so much, let me test whether he has this ability!"

The Great Elder's face remained unchanged and stared at Zhao Feng.

Before, he didn't pay much attention to Zhao Feng, but he believed in Xin Wuxi's flame light, so he was a little interested in Zhao Feng.

"If you want to stay here, just have a competition with my registered disciple, or just leave!"

The Great Elder said to Zhao Feng.

Xin Wuji's complexion changed slightly, and the Great Elder's registered disciple, "Cheng Yun Ancient God", had just reached the peak of the eighth order not long ago, and his strength was extraordinary.

But he thought that Zhao Feng should be able to defeat the other party, but the Great Elder's coercive method might make Zhao Feng unhappy and leave directly.

"Juniors are willing to give it a try!"

Zhao Feng's face was flat.

He came here with the intention of helping Xin Wuxian, but the attitude of this god lord towards him was indeed very unpleasant, since this was the case, he used his strength to prove it and slapped the other party in the face.

Besides, after three years of retreat, Zhao Feng's strength has improved a lot, but he has never been in actual combat, and his hands are still a little itchy.

Hearing Zhao Feng's answer, Xin Wuxian smiled slightly.

"Good!"

The Great Elder let out a loud shout, activated his powerful force, and left the main hall with Zhao Feng in an instant.

At the same time, a voice echoed in the main hall: "No trace, the ancient god seal has arrived, you go to prepare first, I will deal with the matter of this kid!"

In a flash, Zhao Feng found that he had come to an open place, where there was a layer of guardian enchantment tens of thousands of miles in circumference.

Suddenly, the space flickered with a trace of fluctuation, and a man in golden armor appeared.

"Master, what's the matter with finding a disciple?"

Cheng Yun Gu God saluted respectfully.

"You can have a fight with this foreigner, and you can decide the winner and loser!"

The Great Elder said indifferently.

Among his disciples, only Cheng Yun Ancient God and Zhao Feng's cultivation are not much different, although Cheng Yun Ancient God is only a registered disciple, but he has the blood of the Giant God Clan, and his strength is extraordinary.

If Zhao Feng, a low-level foreign race, could defeat Cheng Yun Ancient God, it would show that the other party's talent potential was indeed powerful and terrifying, and it might be useful to the Giant God Clan.

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed slightly, this Cheng Yun Ancient God was actually the Golden Armor Ancient God who had just entered the Giant God Temple, and his attitude was extremely unfriendly.

At the same time, outside the barrier, people kept gathering.

"I heard that the person from the foreign race wants to compete with the Great Elder's named disciple Cheng Yun Ancient God!"

"How could a low-level foreign race be the opponent of Cheng Yun Ancient God?"

There was a discussion nearby.

"Teach!"

As soon as Cheng Yun's ancient god words came out, he immediately stimulated the bloodline of the giant god clan.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were full of light, and a huge gold-armored giant appeared between the heavens and the earth, giving people great coercion.

Cheng Yun Ancient God directly urged the bloodline, obviously intending to make a quick decision.

After all, he doesn't want to see outsiders, and at this moment, he is fighting for his master, and he will definitely win with absolute superiority.

"This person's size is much bigger than the original Moon Condensing Ancient God!"

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and the blood of the Giant God Clan should not be underestimated.

"Giant God Gale Palm!"

The ancient god of Cheng Yun, who was nearly 10,000 feet tall, covered the sky and the sun, and waved his palms.

Suddenly, a violent whirlwind blew across the entire space, and suddenly, a huge wind shadow light palm slapped towards Zhao Feng.

Swish!

Zhao Feng immediately cast a spatial flicker to dodge Cheng Yun's ancient god's attack range.

Bang!

That palm landed on the ground, cutting out an abyss directly, and the power of the attack was terrifying.

"But in this way, the blood of that foreign race is low-grade, and it can't be compared to Cheng Yun Ancient God at all!"

"The strength of Cheng Yun's ancient god is much stronger, the mystery of the wind has reached the sixfold peak, and with the bloodline of the giant god clan, that kid can only dodge!"

The onlookers exclaimed again and again.

At this moment, a demonic man with purple blood and long hair came here, his eyes staring at Zhao Feng in the enchantment.

The arrival of this person immediately attracted the strange eyes of others.

"Nangong Sheng, he is a foreigner like you, and he wants to stay here, but his luck is not as good as yours, so he must first go through the level of Yungu God!"

A young ancient god looked at the strange man and smiled.

"He'll win!"

Nangong Sheng said flatly.

But in his heart, Nangong Sheng was extremely unfair: "I didn't expect you to be an eighth-order ancient god!"

"My giant god bloodline, both defense and strength, and the attack power is huge, where can you hide?"

Cheng Yun Ancient God was as majestic as a giant in the sky, his palms were moving, and the profound meaning of the wind surged on it.

"Gale Sky Dragon Strike!"

Cheng Yun Gu Shen's palms twisted, and a powerful storm energy raged out of it.

"Cheng Yun Ancient God's trick, the attack range is extremely large, that kid can't hide!"

"It looks like it's going to end, it's boring!"

Everyone thought that the battle would last for a while, but unexpectedly, Cheng Yun Gushen actually directly used a trick.

I saw that a dim storm dragon, carrying an incomparably violent might, bombarded towards Zhao Feng.

In front of that giant dragon, Zhao Feng's small body was as fragile as a small insect.

This time, Zhao Feng did not dodge, his body remained motionless, and his body rippled with a condensed and dazzling divine power.

"Mixed Yuan Shattering God Fist!"

Fusing a variety of mysteries, Zhao Feng punched out.

Suddenly, a huge and incomparably dim fist shadow slammed towards the sky with extreme speed, and it was so indomitable that it seemed that nothing could stop it.

Bang bang!

That huge storm dragon was directly pierced by Zhao Feng's punch.

You must know that the "Mixed Sky Yuan Jue" broke through to the third layer, and Zhao Feng's mixed yuan divine power was almost rampant in the eighth order.

"How is that possible?"

Cheng Yun's ancient god suddenly froze.

As a giant god clan, he actually lost to the ordinary eighth-order ancient gods of foreign races in terms of divine power attack.

At this moment, Zhao Feng's left eye surged with a strong pupil will.

"Soul Attack!"

Cheng Yungushen's complexion changed slightly.

The expressions of the others outside the enchantment also froze.

When it comes to soul attacks, the first thing that comes to their minds is the Ancient Soul Clan, and in addition, the soul level is indeed the shortcoming of the Giant God Clan.

"Wind and Thunder Fantasy Realm!"

Zhao Feng's left eye suddenly activated, and an infinite thunderbolt rushed out.

The power of thunder and lightning continued to expand, and absorbed the power of the wind between heaven and earth, forming a huge net of wind and thunder, binding Cheng Yun Ancient God.

Buzz!

All the time, the net of wind and thunder emitted a powerful destructive power of wind and thunder, causing great damage to the soul and body of Cheng Yun Ancient God.

At the same time, Zhao Feng's left eye was connected to the net of wind and thunder, transmitting a powerful illusion power, combined with the power of thunder and lightning paralysis, affecting Cheng Yun's ancient god's mind and reducing his resistance.

The opponent is a giant god of this size, and the small pupil technique is useless at all.

During the three-year retreat, Zhao Feng also thought of this, and only then began to delve into a large-scale soul attack technique, this "Wind and Thunder Fantasy Realm" was one of them.

In addition, this pupil technique is extremely flexible, and the power of thunder and lightning can also be combined with the arcane power of wood, water, and metal.

Tortured by Zhao Feng's pupil technique, Cheng Yun Gushen kept screaming.

Zhao Feng's soul will was already infinitely close to the ninth-order ancient gods.

Even if he didn't use the power of the Origin, Cheng Yun Ancient God would find it difficult to resist his pupil technique.

The pupil force in Zhao Feng's left eye suddenly fluctuated greatly, obviously to perform other pupil techniques.

"Stop!"

At this moment, the Great Elder spoke directly.

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to stand still for a moment, and all the power suddenly disappeared, as if it had not existed before.

"The winner is decided!"

The Great Elder dropped the words and drifted away.

As a god, you can see a lot from the short encounter.

If you continue to fight, it will be Cheng Yun Ancient God who loses, so it is better to end it here, so as not to make the Giant God Clan too embarrassed.

"No, how can this be?"

Cheng Yun Gu Shen was extremely unwilling, but he didn't dare to disobey the Great Elder's intentions.

After the battle, Zhao Feng was about to leave here, but he suddenly saw a demonic man with purple blood and long hair in the crowd of onlookers. r1148

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