"Brother, let's go quickly"

After Hu Sang said something, he left with the Blue Scale clan members.

"Why are you still here?"

The True God of the Blue Scale Tribe gave a cold shout to Wei Ke and Ma Lingshi.

"Boy, I will spare your life today."

Hu Cheng gave Zhao Feng a vicious look.

A tide of beasts is about to come, and it is important to save your life at this moment.

call out

Zhao Feng did not stay any longer and flew in a certain direction without being noticed by anyone. At this critical moment, there was a smile on his face.

These huge groups of ancient races are naturally Zhao Feng's spiritual pets. They hide near Zhao Feng all the time and obey Zhao Feng's orders.

"People of the Firewing Tribe"

Zhao Feng locked his eyes on the old man in green and chased after him.

Soon, the beast tide changed direction and chased directly in the direction where the Firewing Tribe and others fled.

call out

Zhao Feng turned into a pale golden light and flew rapidly between heaven and earth.

His speed was not weaker than the old man in green, and this was in the ancient dreamland, so his speed was faster and he quickly caught up with the Fire Wings and others.

"Zhao Feng?"

The old man in green had a look of surprise on his face and looked at the blond man in front of him. It was incredible that he could catch up with them since he was only in the Mysterious Light Realm.

"No, the beast tide is coming towards us."

At this time, a quasi-god of the Fire Wing Tribe suddenly exclaimed.

The expressions of the three people suddenly changed. How could the beast tide suddenly change direction and swarm towards them? Unless this was not a beast tide, and these ancient races were controlled by someone.

Thinking of this, the three of them looked horrified and stared at Zhao Feng, a chill spreading from the soles of their feet.

"Just stay here"

A powerful ancient bloodline divine power emerged from Zhao Feng's index finger, and at the same time, the terrifying power of destructive flames and thunder surrounded it.

To retain the old man in green and others, Zhao Feng naturally cannot hide his clumsiness.

"Destroy the Earth Finger"

An incomparably huge finger light carried an endless storm of red gold lightning, blasting out like a pillar of heaven.

Two Fire Wing Clan quasi-gods were seriously injured directly by Zhao Feng's finger. They looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief. How could he be so strong?

boom

The old man in green was surrounded by thunder and lightning, breaking Zhao Feng's attack without any injuries.

"Hmph, I don't know how you tamed the ancient race with so many livers, but you, who are only at the Mysterious Light Realm, want to stop us?"

Although the old man in green was frightened by Zhao Feng's methods, his mind was very clear.

The beast tide is certainly terrifying, but the speed of these ancient races is far inferior to him. As long as Zhao Feng is killed, everything will be solved.

"Thunder and lightning"

The old man in green waved his palms, and lightning suddenly surged across the sky and earth, transforming into a giant beast, and bombarded Zhao Feng.

"God's Eye Copy"

Zhao Feng smiled slightly, a dreamy color flashed in his left eye, and then countless layers of pale gold ripples shone.

boom

A violent and extremely violent thunder and lightning beast surged out from Zhao Feng's left eye.

"How is it possible? This is my combat skill 'Thunder and Lightning,'"
Chapter completed!