Chapter 1407: Join the War

"I'm afraid, this is the reason why the Liejin Clan and the Spirit Clan went to war!"

Zhao Feng's heart sank slightly.

"That's right, the Liejin clan even sent a half-step god to attempt to assassinate Zhao Yufei, but my clan discovered and stopped him."

The third elder looked cold and said directly.

"What? The Liejin clan actually sent a half-step god to assassinate Yu Fei?"

Zhao Feng's expression was also surprised.

Unexpectedly, the Liejin Clan actually dispatched this level of power to deal with a true god descendant.

"Now, Yu Fei is the core of the Spirit Clan. Once she grows up, the Liejin Clan will no longer be the opponent of my Spirit Clan!"

The third elder looked slightly happy, with hope in his eyes.

First of all, as Zhao Yufei's master, if Yu Fei becomes a powerful god, his face will be bright.

Secondly, Zhao Feng once rejected his apprenticeship, and Zhao Yufei, the second apprentice of the third elder, will definitely surpass Zhao Feng in future achievements.

Before, outsiders mentioned that the first genius of the Spirit Clan must be Zhao Feng.

But in the future, not necessarily.

"Yu Fei arrived at the seventh-order ancient god after she came back from the secret realm. Now she has been in seclusion for several years..."

Seeing Zhao Feng's surprised expression, the third elder continued, his smile even thicker.

Zhao Feng nodded, Zhao Yufei's potential was already extraordinary, but now that she has been inherited from the "Shenwu Clan", her future achievements will be absolutely extraordinary, and she may be able to lead the Spirit Clan to return to its former glory.

"Zhao Feng, the high-level combat power of the Spirit Clan is currently in short supply. You just came back, why don't you go to the frontline to sharpen it!"

The third elder looked at Zhao Feng and continued to speak.

Although he had some grudges against Zhao Feng, it was only because Zhao Feng rejected his apprenticeship.

Now, Zhao Feng has just returned from his travels, and his cultivation has soared to the peak of the eighth-order. His background is definitely not solid, and his strength is not comparable to the old-fashioned eighth-order peak.

Therefore, the three elders asked Zhao Feng to go to the battlefield to sharpen it and consolidate the strength of his cultivation.

"There is a shortage of high-level combat power?"

Zhao Feng was a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that the overall strength of the Spiritual Clan is slightly stronger than that of the Liejin Clan.

"The battle between the two clans was started by the Liejin Clan. At the beginning, they suddenly launched an attack and quickly wiped out a large number of middle and high-level combat powers of the Spirit Clan. Although the Spirit Clan reacted immediately, the situation in the current battle is still Lie Jin. The clan has the advantage!"

The three elders said with a slightly angry expression.

"OK then!"

Zhao Feng agreed to join the war.

After he became the core disciple of the Spirit Clan, he also gained a lot of convenience by relying on the five-star power of the Spirit Clan.

And now the battle between the two clans is still caused by Zhao Yufei, and Zhao Feng is not easy to intervene.

In addition, after going through a lot of wars and killings, Zhao Feng will withdraw from the seal of cultivation, revealing his true cultivation, and the possibility of being suspected by others will be much smaller.

"Okay, hurry to the 'Tianluo Sect' as soon as possible. This force is a relatively important part of the spiritual clan's territory, and the Liejin clan has always wanted to occupy it! "

The three elders immediately handed over an important task to Zhao Feng.

After leaving the forbidden area of ​​the Spirit Clan, Zhao Feng sorted it out a little.

set off directly.

At the same time, in an underground secret hall glowing with blazing fire.

"Report to the elders, Zhao Feng returns to the Spirit Clan!"

A man in golden armor flashed in the underground palace, respectfully.

There are three phantom lights floating in front of him.

The middle one was older, but tall and burly, with golden flames all over his body, and a dignified and calm face.

"This kid has appeared again!"

Elder Jin's eyes flickered.

He was the elder Jin who led the Liejin clan to participate in the gambling battle between the two clans. He was very impressed with Zhao Feng.

"This Spirit Clan is really lucky to have two outstanding geniuses, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei!"

On the left side of Elder Jin, a middle-aged man with a relatively short stature flashed a sinister cold light in his eyes.

"What's up with Zhao Feng now?"

Elder Jin asked again.

"Zhao Feng has returned to the Spirit Clan, and his cultivation is as high as the eighth-order peak. Now that he has left the Spirit Clan, he seems to be preparing to enter the battlefield!"

The golden-armored man replied immediately.

"Eighth-order peak?"

Elder Jin and the short middle-aged man were shocked.

"In less than ten years, from the seventh-order ancient god to the eighth-order peak!"

Elder Jin's expression was extremely heavy.

As soon as these words came out, the dark gray flame on the right side of Elder Jin trembled slightly, exuding a biting chill.

"Pay close attention to Zhao Feng's every move, and if you have any news, report it directly!"

Elder Jin drank immediately.

Afterwards, the golden-armored man left the secret hall.

"You mustn't miss this opportunity. After knowing where Zhao Feng appeared, immediately send a strong man to kill him!"

Elder Jin's eyes sank, and he began to think, looking for a suitable candidate.

At this moment, the cold dark gray flame on the right side of Elder Jin suddenly roared,

A figure walked out of it, wearing a light gold and luxurious dress, with a beautiful appearance but with a cold meaning, a tall and exquisite body, and a strange and dark aura, like an ethereal iceberg.

"Let me handle this Zhao Feng!"

The ice cold woman said coldly.

The short middle-aged eyes stared at the ice cold woman, and there was a flash of brilliance.

"Hehe, that's fine, Zhao Feng's affairs will be handed over to you!"

Elder Jin smiled slightly and agreed.

Then, the cold flame wrapped the body of the ice-cold woman and disappeared in a flash.

"Tsk tsk, the ancient god Hanyan is really getting more and more beautiful, but it's too cold, why does she care so much about Zhao Feng's affairs?"

After the ancient god Hanyan left, the little middle-aged man immediately asked.

The ancient god of cold flame is the number one beauty of the Liejin clan, and the most talented genius of the Liejin clan in the past 100 million years.

A long time ago, when the ancient god of cold flames was famous, it attracted countless geniuses from the purple spirit domain to chase, but no one of the ancient gods of cold flames took a fancy to.

Later, the ancient god Hanyan went out to travel for a while, and when he came back, he had become a half-step god!

"She is just interested in genius, but not love, but torture!"

Elder Jin showed a deep smile.

ten days later.

Zhao Feng came to the Tianluo Sect within the territory of the Spiritual Race.

The Tian Luo Sect is on the top of a continuous mountain range. When Zhao Feng approached, he was immediately noticed by the people in the Tian Luo Sect.

"Who is coming?"

A loud and loud voice came out directly, shaking the world.

"Zhao Feng of the Spirit Clan, ordered by the three elders, to come to support the Tianluo Sect!"

Zhao Feng answered directly.

But he had some doubts in his heart. The person in power in Luozong this day must know him, and he would still ask such a question.

He couldn't help turning his left eye, looking at the source of the sound through the dark yellow defensive formation and layers of buildings.

It was a majestic middle-aged man wearing a golden robe, with a strong aura and a peak eighth-order cultivation. Standing next to the golden-robed middle-aged man was a young man with a handsome face and a cold and arrogant look.

"Ancient God of Icefield?"

Zhao Feng looked slightly startled, and immediately understood.

The ancient god of Icefield was the ancient god who played as the trump card of the Spiritual Race in the last gambling battle between the two races.

However, in the gambling battle, the ancient god of the icefield suffered a direct defeat. In the end, Zhao Feng turned the tide of the battle and won.

At the beginning, Zhao Feng also sensed the envy and envy of the Ancient Ice God God towards him.

In Tian Luo Zong.

"Father, this person is Zhao Feng!"

The Ancient God of Icefield said in a low voice.

"Eighth-order peak?"

The golden-robed middle-aged man looked slightly startled.

"What, the eighth-order peak?"

The Ancient God of Ice Plains looked extremely horrified, and then fell into a sluggishness.

He suffered humiliation in the gambling battle between the two races. After returning, the ancient god of the icefield devoted himself to cultivation. With the help of his father, he finally reached the peak of the seventh order.

He originally thought that the next time he met Zhao Feng, he would be invited to fight.

Unexpectedly, when he saw Zhao Feng, his father said that Zhao Feng was the peak of the eighth rank.

"Although your cultivation base is not as powerful as him, but at the moment when he comes to Tianluo Sect, he has to listen to his father's dispatch. In this war between the two clans, he will not have a chance to show, and I will let your military exploits be far away. Super Zhao Feng!"

The middle-aged Jinpao looked at the ancient god of Icefield with a loving look on his face.

"Um!"

The Ancient God Icefield nodded heavily.

At this moment, a gap appeared in the defensive barrier of Tianluo Sect.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng directly entered the interior of Tianluo Sect.

"It turned out to be Zhao Feng, the genius of my Spirit Clan, I am the commander of this place, 'Lan Ancient God'" You just came here, I will ask others to prepare a place for you, take a rest first! "

Ancient God Lan looked towards Zhao Feng with a very enthusiastic expression.

"It's work!"

Zhao Feng responded directly, and then entered a spacious and gorgeous palace.

The reason why he is willing to participate in the war is also to contribute to the Spiritual Race and restore the unfavorable situation of the Spiritual Race.

It seemed that the ancient god Lan would not give him this chance.

But that's fine, Zhao Feng can spend a period of time on the front line of the war with peace of mind, and even if he shows his true cultivation, he won't cause others to be overly suspicious.

After entering the palace, Zhao Feng immediately began to cultivate, focusing on improving the power of the profound meaning and strengthening various skills.

That night, the quiet and cold Tian Luo Sect suddenly became hot.

Buzz!

The next moment, the protective barrier of the Tian Luo Sect suddenly shocked, alarming all the personnel in the Tian Luo Sect.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

Within the Tianluo Sect, a series of hurried voices sounded.

I saw that outside the Tianluo Sect, a large number of people had assembled, and the leader was a middle-aged giant with a height of thirty feet.

Whoosh!

A golden-robed figure jumped out directly, standing in the void, exuding a powerful immemorial aura.

"Hmph, I knew you wouldn't give up the 'Tian Luo Sect' so easily!"

Ancient God Lan snorted coldly.

"Stop talking nonsense, Ancient God Lan, today we will take down the Tianluo Sect!"

The middle-aged giant shouted loudly, and a scorching golden flame burst out, dyeing the sky with golden light.

Boom!

The middle-aged giant man, his fists directly defended, only to see a blazing golden sun, directly bombarding.

"It's just you, it's still a little tender!"

The ancient god Lan showed disdain.

"Attack!"

Lan Yuangu Shenton" drank, and the powerful crystal-like divine power was filled around his body, and he rushed out directly.

swoosh~

Within the Tianluo Sect, countless powerhouses rushed out with the ancient god Lan.

"Haha, today Luo Zong, we have to make an appointment!"

At this moment, behind the middle-aged giant, an old man with slightly dry skin appeared.

The old man suddenly exuded a powerful and incomparably hot coercion, causing all the personnel who flew out of the Tianluo Sect to stagnate, as if they were burning, and they were extremely hot.

boom!

The old man waved his palm, and a dark brown flame formed a ferocious dragon, whistling.

"No, the ninth-order ancient god!"

Lan Yuangu's complexion suddenly changed.

hum hum!

The crystal divine power around him surged out directly, condensing a huge crystal protective shield in front of him.

Boom!

The crystal protective shield shattered in less than a moment.

The dark-brown flame dragon roared, and directly repelled several ancient gods headed by Lan Ancient God.

"what……"

A weak seventh-order ancient god was unable to resist the powerful flame, and his whole body was ignited, and in less than a moment, it burned to ashes.

"Retreat!"

Ancient God Lan immediately ordered.

Now, only by retreating to the Tianluo Sect and waiting for support can there be a glimmer of hope! "To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤Starter◢ to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read. 』【】