Miso miso miso

After everyone had walked a few miles, they heard the sound of fighting coming from ahead.

Buzz

Zhao Feng's left eye was covered with a layer of light gold ripples, which penetrated the crystal wall in front of him.

I saw three golden and white figures flying out from the pile of crystals in the ruins, flying in the direction of Zhao Feng.

"Hurry up and don't let the Holy Lord of the Taihuang Palace escape. They have taken away many inferior divine crystals and precious medicinal materials."

From the pile of crystals in the ruins, five alien figures immediately chased them out.

"Holy Lord Gaohuang?"

Zhao Feng saw an acquaintance among the figures escaping.

Holy Lord Gaohuang is not the Holy Lord of Taihuang Palace who protected the Ninth Prince on the battlefield.

Whizzing

Among the several aliens chasing behind him, there were two extremely powerful auras.

In one of the faint white beams, a woman with translucent green skin could be faintly seen. She was charming and the fastest.

Behind her, there was a tall, middle-aged foreigner with golden hair, holding a simple and huge long axe, exuding a heart-stopping force of oppression.

"Run quickly, maybe you can meet a human team"

Among the people fleeing with Holy Lord Gaohuang, a man wearing green armor said.

Although he was in the realm of the Holy King, this man in green armor was seriously injured at this time, his right arm was cut off, and his face was pale.

"It's a human team"

Another Holy Master looked happy when he saw Zhao Feng's figure.

But then, his expression immediately darkened.

"Xuanguang Xiaocheng? Three Xuanguang Realm Holy Masters?"

The man in blue armor with a broken right arm first saw Zhao Feng, and his mood suddenly sank. Then he felt the breath of the two holy masters behind him and sighed.

There were six aliens chasing them, including two Holy Kings. Facing such a terrifying team, what use were these three ordinary Holy Kings?

"Is it Zhao Feng?"

Holy Lord Gaohuang was different from the other two. He looked happy and immediately called out.

The two Holy Masters in his team are both high-level officials of the Taihuang Palace. They have been in seclusion all year round and do not know much about the situation on the battlefield.

"Zhao Feng?"

Although the man in green armor didn't know Zhao Feng's face, he heard other holy masters mention this name when he came out of seclusion.

"Zhao Feng, can you help us?"

Holy Lord Gaohuang immediately requested.

He naturally knows the strength of Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei Nangong Sheng.

And at this time, the strength of the three of them has improved, although he does not expect Zhao Feng and others to help them defeat the aliens chasing behind them.

But if Zhao Feng and the others join forces with Holy Lord Gaohuang and others and fight while retreating, they should be able to withstand the aliens behind them.

The expressions of the man with a broken arm in green armor and the other Holy Master softened slightly, revealing a hint of joy.

When they carefully observed the three people in front of them, they found that they were indeed somewhat different. At the same time, the man in green armor also recognized Zhao Yufei, who had the blood of the Spirit Clan.

"what is the benefit?"

Zhao Feng's expression remained unchanged and he said directly.

"What, you..."

In the team, the Little Saint Master suddenly became furious.

"Zhao Feng, we are both human beings. In times of crisis, it is natural for us to resist alien races."

The injured Qingjia Holy King's face darkened slightly.

If he hadn't been injured at this moment and had nothing to do, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken so politely to Zhao Feng.

At this time, the six powerful foreigners behind him were already chasing after them.

The two leading Saint Kings looked at Zhao Feng and others, their heavy expressions immediately relaxed, and they smiled slightly.

"I thought you had found great helpers, but it turned out to be just three ordinary Holy Masters."
Chapter completed!