"It's worthy of being a magical artifact that is really convenient."

While traveling, Nangong Sheng licked his lips, his eyes flashing strange light.

Zhao Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. He saw greed in Nangong Sheng's eyes. It seemed that Nangong Sheng's reason and nature were distorted even more seriously by the power of the evil god.

"Nangong Sheng, try this"

Zhao Feng took out a pot of pool water from the ancient dream.

Nangong's Holy Spirit consciousness swept away, hesitated for a moment, and then took it directly. Then, the aura of evil thoughts on his body gradually weakened.

About ten days later, Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng came directly to the battlefield.

Since Zhao Feng left spatial coordinates in Mengcheng, Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng came directly to Mengcheng.

But at this time, Mengcheng was like a sky, with only one emperor, several kings, and hundreds of great Danyuan powerhouses.

With the realm of Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng, the two intentionally hid and no one could find them.

"It seems that the situation of the war is indeed changing very quickly."

Zhao Feng whispered softly.

As far as he knew, the battle situation on the front line was very fierce, and it was no longer as simple as defending the city. Instead, it was torn down the troops into pieces, scattered them to various places, and began to compete for every inch of land.

Even the generals guarding the city personally led a small team to the vast battlefield, and the Ninth Prince was no exception.

"Go to the battlefield"

Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng left Mengcheng directly.

Today, the front-line battlefield has a very high combat power level and is full of dangers.

Kill the enemy directly in exchange for military achievements and then become famous. Kunyun will naturally come to him, and Yufei should be the same.

This is Zhao Feng’s current strategy.

Now, the Dominant Hall no longer needs Zhao Feng to subsidize resources. Instead, Zhao Feng uses the Dominant Hall to loot resources, but this is far from enough.

The resources needed for Zhao Feng’s own cultivation can match the property of a Saint King-level powerhouse. Then, Zhao Feng also needs to cultivate the ancient Golden-winged Red Tiger in the Dream...

Whoosh

Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng quickly flew across the sky.

In two days, the two arrived at the war zone. With Zhao Feng's ultra-long vision, he soon discovered a team of aliens.

The team leader is at the quasi-saint master realm. Except for the three Void God Emperors, they are all elite-level kings.

"The Emperor Daohe, southwest, there is something happening"

A person skilled in detectives said in the team.

Then, two figures rushed towards them quickly.

"Only two?"

"These two humans are fools, but they dare to walk unscrupulously in the war zone."

In the team, some alien kings suddenly burst into laughter.

"A bunch of idiots, run away"

The leader of the team leader, the Daohe Emperor, looked pale and turned into a white splendor, and fled directly.

The artistic conception of the Daohe Emperor touched the level of the Holy Lord. According to his perception, the two were definitely powerful Holy Lords. Among them, the man with purple blood and long hair gave him a very strong sense of crisis.

"Lipo Lei Domain"

Zhao Feng flew directly above the team, and a domineering thunder burst out from the holy thunder body.

Suddenly, within a radius of thousands of miles, it became a dark space of lightning and heavy pressure. All the alien races stayed here were directly shocked to death, and no one survived.

Zhao Feng's Earth Wind and Thunder combined with the Power Thunder Realm, the effect is doubled.

Even ordinary Xuanguang Realm powerhouses are hard to move in Zhao Feng's thunder realm.

call out

Seeing that Zhao Feng had all these alien races solved, Nangong Sheng turned into a purple blood light, and chased directly towards the quasi-saint lord who was running away.

"How is it possible? Why are there two such powerful Holy Lords here? Did the humans start to counterattack with all their might?"

Emperor Daohe saw Zhao Feng take action, and his body felt like he was trapped in an ice cellar and trembled.

Whoosh

A purple blood shadow suddenly came, and Emperor Daohe was as if he was trapped in a quagmire and moved slowly.

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