"Shi Xingyu, go to die!"

At this time, the sword immortal clone suddenly shouted angrily, and Heijiao opened his mouth and then squirted out the extremely terrifying attack.

Exchange Dragon Roar!

"No!"

Shi Xingyu's true self opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't believe that he would fall to this point.

Unfortunately, things are in a foregone conclusion!

"boom!"

The exchange dragon roared, swallowed Shi Xingyu's original deity, and instantly exchanged it all.

Shi Xingyu's Qilin battle body and the Immortal Phoenix battle body are a bit different from Zhao Feng's. After the deity dies, the Immortal Clan will be buried with him.

In an instant, Shi Xingyu, who was combined with six layers, also dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Ding! Congratulations on your murderous aura increase!"

"Ding! Congratulations to kill the battle body holder. The system rewards Tianmu Qilin battle body to advance once, and the Immortal Phoenix battle body to advance once!"

After hearing these two system prompts, Zhao Feng only felt that this system was too stingy.

He finally killed Shi Xingyu and only advanced to the battle body twice. Isn't he too stingy?

However, in general, the matter has been resolved.

Once Shi Xingyu dies, the mission will be completed, and Zhao Feng can finally use the time-returning skill.

At this moment, the masters of Bai Zhan Valley have already solved all the masters of the Qilin Ancient Clan.

"If you want to win, you must kill the opponent's leader and then kill the opponent's military flag, and someone will come!"

The Lord of Bai Zhan Valley thought to himself, then searched and finally found the military flag of the ancient Qilin tribe.

"Click!"

Amid a crisp sound, the military flag was beheaded.

A hundred battle valley, a complete victory!

"Brother Zhao, thanks to you this time, we can win!" The Lord of Bai Zhan Valley said to Zhao Feng.

"Everyone needs it!"

Zhao Feng replied with a smile.

At this time, he, who was able to use the Void Soul Eye, took his deity over and hid it in Heike's body.

What made him curious was who created this purgatory battlefield.

Who is controlling this purgatory battlefield?

Just when he was surprised, a powerful pressure suddenly spread. Everyone turned their heads and saw that the protection formation in the air had also broken.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly landed from the air.

"Holy, Holy Lord?"

The Lord of Bai Zhan Valley felt it and his body trembled.

The visitor is actually a saint master who has surpassed the Holy Emperor!

The middle-aged saint slowly fell from the air like a god, then looked around and landed his eyes on the Lord of Bai Zhan Valley.

"According to the agreement, if you destroy the ancient Qilin tribe in Bai Zhan Valley, you can leave this purgatory battlefield!" said the middle-aged Saint.

"Thank you, sir!" said the master of Bai Zhan Valley hurriedly.

"but!"

At this moment, the middle-aged Saint suddenly said a turning point, which made the Lord of Bai Zhan Valley a little curious.

He paused and said, "What he agreed with you at the beginning was not from my ancient Demon Spirit Kingdom, but from the ancient Cangyan Kingdom. You Bai Zhan Valley destroyed the ancient Qilin tribe, causing my master to lose to the other party's territory, so you will not be able to leave!"

What?

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Didn’t you agree that you could leave if you win? How could you go back on your word?

Indeed, the one who made an agreement with the Lord of Bai Zhan Valley was not this middle-aged saint, but an envoy from the ancient Cangyan Kingdom.

This middle-aged saint is affiliated with the ancient Demon Spirit Kingdom, which is the one who hopes that the ancient Qilin tribe of the ancient tribe will win.

Now, Zhao Feng also understood what was going on in this purgatory battlefield.

It turns out that this is the battlefield established by the ancient Demon Spirit Kingdom and the ancient Cangyan Kingdom.

The ancient Qilin clan represents the ancient country of Demon Spirit, while the Bai Zhan Valley represents the ancient country of Cangyan. If any side wins, you can get a territory on the other side.

Now that the Hundred Battle Valley has won, the envoy from the Ancient Demon Spirit Kingdom will naturally not show off his good face.

"Sir, you can't do this!"

The Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley suddenly said.

"Hmph, I didn't kill you, it was already the end of my kindness and righteousness." said the middle-aged Saint.

Everyone's faces changed drastically. Unexpectedly, after a disaster, they encountered another disaster. They were really unlucky.

Zhao Feng also felt helpless. Although Shi Xingyu was dead at this time, he could also use the time-rewind skill.

However, time goes back and cannot go back to yesterday. To be precise, it can only go back to a certain moment after Shi Xingyu's death.

In this case, the time-turning backwards is useless for the current situation.

Even if you escape, can you escape the eyes of a saint?

What's more, Zhao Feng felt that this saint is extraordinary. He represents the ancient Demon Spirit Kingdom. Maybe it is not a low-level saint, but a mid-level saint.

Just as everyone was desperate, another figure came from the sky.

"Demon Spirit Messenger, we're meeting again!"

An old man rushed over and said with a smile.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Saint's face changed. It seemed that his intention to take these people away was going to ruin his life.

"Cangyan Envoy, come and be safe!" said the middle-aged Saint.

"This battle was won by my Cangyan Ancient Kingdom. These people should be taken away by me, right?" said the Changqing Neng.

"Yes, I thought you were not here, so I wanted to take them away!" The middle-aged Saint nodded.

The young man smiled slightly and said, "I'd like to ask, what do you want to do when you take them away?"

"They caused my master to lose the Red Dragon Leader. I want to destroy them into the Nine Passes of the Ghost Gate and let them enjoy all their hardships." The middle-aged Saint said without any tactfulness.

Although I don’t understand where the Nine Passes of the Ghost Gate is, people from the Bai Zhan Valley understand that it is not a good place.

However, the young man was very familiar with the Nine Passes of the Ghost Sect. After all, this was a place in the ancient Demon Spirit Kingdom that was frightened.

"Haha, so that's it."

The young man smiled and wrapped everyone with holy power, saying, "This battle is over, then I won't stay anymore. I hope your country can withdraw the troops led by Chilong and take them away!"

"I can still afford to lose in the ancient country of Demon Spirit. Goodbye!"

The middle-aged Saint said that he turned around and left alone. As for the survivors of the ancient Qilin clan, he was too lazy to care about it.

A group of wastes caused the ancient Demon Spirit Kingdom to lose a territory, and it was good that he did not kill those people.

After the middle-aged saint left, Changqing turned his head and looked at everyone and said, "My name is Gu Tianlei, the ancient Cangyan country. If you have won the Red Dragon Corps for me, Cangyan country, my master will definitely be rewarded."

"Thank you sir!"

The Lord of the Hundred Battles Valley said immediately.

"Yeah, let's go!"

Gu Tianlei nodded and then took everyone away.

This time, there was no danger. Fortunately, this Cangyan Envoy came, otherwise it would be miserable.

"Sir, where is the Nine Passes of the Ghost Gate?"

At this time, Zhao Feng suddenly asked.

(End of this chapter)

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