On the other side, the ancient lord and Feng Jun were fighting fiercely, Feng Jun's cultivation was originally higher than that of the ancient lord, and now with the help of Nanyuan Jiusan, he was even more like a fish in water, showing strong aggression, constantly oppressing the other party.

He didn't want to give the Ancient Lord any chance, he wanted to kill him in one go!

On the other hand, the ancient master, although the ancestral spirit armor on his body is still dazzling, but if he can't get the host's urging, he can't play his role, and no matter how good the treasure is, it's just an ornament.

At this moment, the drawbacks of his lack of cultivation have been fully exposed, and the previous two forced urging of the battle armor were a big drain on his cultivation and energy, and now if he wants to urge again, he needs a certain amount of buffer time.

However, Feng Jun pressed forward step by step, not giving him any room to breathe, and the form became more and more severe.

It's just that the only thing that makes him feel relieved is that during the fight, he also inadvertently saw a group of people breaking through the encirclement and escaping into the 100,000 blood fir forest, including the figure of Ding Huai, who he cared about.

This also made the big stone in his heart fall, and Ding Huai's safe departure also made him have no worries at all, at this moment, he doesn't need to have any reservations, he wants to be like He Yinuo, choose to draw salary from the bottom of the kettle, and fight against the water!

He quickly ran the whole body Dao Method, forcibly gathered the remaining Dao Method, and injected it into the Ancestral Spirit Battle Armor.

Then, at the last moment, the battle armor erupted again, and a halo of light also spread, and the phantom of the battle spirit blocked the middle between him and Fengjun.

It's just that this time the momentum of the war spirit is relatively much weaker, maybe as Feng Jun said, driving this ancestral spirit battle armor requires extremely strong cultivation, the stronger the cultivation, the greater the power of the war spirit, on the contrary, it is difficult to release the power of the war spirit.

However, Rao was like this, Feng Jun's footsteps were still forcibly blocked, although he knew that the power of this war spirit did not pose a substantial threat to him now, but he did not dare to despise it.

He scattered the nine pieces of Nanyuan in front of him to form a protective wall.

The next moment, as he expected, the War Spirit Phantom suddenly attacked at an extremely fast speed, and it had reached him in an instant.

Feng Jun ran and cultivated, showing all the strength of the Yungu Great Realm, and the momentum reached the peak in an instant, and he was ready to fight!

However, the next moment, to his surprise, those war spirit phantoms disappeared the moment they wanted to contact Nanyuan Jiusan, as if they were just in vain, and did not cause him any substantial damage.

Seeing this, Feng Jun secretly said something bad in his heart, this may be the other party's trick, just to divert his attention.

And almost at the same moment, in the dark night, there seemed to be another flash of light, this is a blue light, rendering the dark night more deep and weird.

However, with the appearance of this blue light, the temperature around him rose sharply, and in just a moment, it was like being in a furnace, and the heat was unbearable.

Feng Jun looked above the ancient master, his face sank, and at the same time, a sense of crisis gradually arose in his heart, and at the same time, he muttered in his mouth: "This is, Frost Burning Ding!"

One zhang above the ancient lord, an illusory ancient tripod appeared, burning with a blue pure yang flame, and that ray of light emanated from here.

And in the ancient ding, there is another phantom appeared, he is an old man, immortal wind bones, just looking at it like this, it makes people feel awe-inspired.

He stayed in the furnace, and he didn't feel half uncomfortable under the scorching of the pure yang flame, but his expression was calm and comfortable.

"Is this Danchenzi's legacy?" Feng Jun's face showed a hint of disbelief, but all this was expected by him.

"If you slaughter my tribe today, I will burn your body, behead your three souls and seven souls, and pay tribute to the souls of my clan!"

Although the ancient lord spoke with an imposing momentum, his face was already pale, and he had almost exhausted his vitality before he could urge the battle armor and summon Danchenzi's relics.

Now he can be said to have reached the point where the oil is exhausted, but it is better to break the jade than to be complete, since all the tribesmen have died, then why should he live in the world, it is better to burn the jade and kill the other party, in order to comfort these tragic deaths.

Although Feng Jun was jealous in his heart, he had already fought to the death and had no intention of retreating.

And most importantly, he knew in his heart that he had completed the mission given by the sect, so he no longer had the slightest concern.

And just as he hesitated for a moment, nine pillars of fire suddenly rose out of thin air around him, extending to tens of thousands of zhang from bottom to top, and even in his opinion, this pillar of flame was infinitely close to the Heavenly Ghost Star!

After the blue light, the heavens and the earth were completely burned into a piece of red, and at this moment, it was as if the entire heaven and earth were ignited by raging fire.

The red glow reflected his face, burning his eyebrows, and cutting off all his retreats.

This is a type of supernatural power of the Frost Burning Ding, created by Dan Chenzi, called: Nine-Body Burning Demon Duel! In the land of Fuxi, Ding Huai first obtained the Burning Ding, and when he fought against the ghost, he sacrificed this magical power.

A strong life-and-death crisis rose from his heart, but Feng Jun was full of fighting spirit and was not to be outdone, after he dispersed in Nanyuan, he conjured nine pills again, and the properties of these nine pills were very similar to the Bone Crushing Pill in Gao Fei's hand, but the restrained power was not the same.

After the nine red pills were sacrificed, they quickly turned into powder, wrapping Feng Jun in it.

On the other side, I don't know what method the ancient master used, his cultivation actually recovered, and in an instant, it seemed that he had returned to his peak strength.

Then he re-urged the battle armor, but unlike before, this time the attrition rate of his Dao method was several times faster than before, and with it, there was also his vitality and essence.

Come to think of it, this time he really didn't have any reservations.

At this moment, the two of them did not build any defensive measures, but put all their strength on the offensive end, this battle, not to survive, not to win, only to seek glory!

The next moment, the Ancestral Armor once again burst out with a dazzling halo, lighting up the night sky in an instant, like a meteorite falling into the sky, flowing and dazzling, crossing the dawn and breaking.

The halo re-transformed into the phantom of the battle spirit, and struck in the direction of Fengjun.

At the same time, the nine pillars of fire began to shrink inward, intending to completely incinerate Fengjun. And all this is only in the blink of an eye.

Feng Jun hurriedly recited the magic formula, and the red powder covered his body in the shape of a ball, and at the same time, the nine white pills of Nanyuan Jiusan were scattered around him, and began to rotate rapidly around him, and a powerful destructive force began to appear.