"Don't be too happy too early. There are only ten places, and there is also a restriction, that is, the age must not exceed two hundred years old!"

The elder of the ancient god of the Spirit Clan emphasized again and stated the rules and restrictions.

As soon as these words came out, many of the Spirit Race disciples below shook their heads and sighed, or felt indignant.

For a true god, hundreds of years are just a blink of an eye.

Even the ages of many fourth-level true gods present have long exceeded two hundred years old.

In the gambling war between the two races, there is no limit on cultivation level, but there is an age limit!

This is something most people didn't expect.

"I'm too old!"

Zhenhai Ancient God, the first among the seventh-level ancient gods, smiled helplessly.

His age is considered the oldest among all the ancient gods here.

In this battle for the Pure Spirit Holy Water, although he was first, he had no chance to participate in the gambling battle between the two clans.

“I didn’t expect there was such a restriction!”

When the Ice Plains Ancient God heard this restriction, his eyes became even brighter.

He is just one hundred and ninety years old, and many of the older generation of ancient gods are no match for him.

In addition, as far as he knew, he seemed to be the only one among the ancient gods of the Spirit Clan who was no more than two hundred years old.

"It seems that in this gambling battle between the two races, all ten people on the opposite side will be defeated by me!"

The Icefield Ancient God sneered in his heart.

This time the gambling war between the two races will be his stage!

Some of the young people present breathed a sigh of relief.

The two-hundred-year-old age limit shuts out most of the top experts, but they also have one more chance.

But at this moment, the sky was turbulent, and an ancient voice came.

"I just watched the battle for the Pure Spirit Holy Water and have already confirmed five places!"

The moment these words came out, a huge shadow of the old man condensed in the sky.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the sky.

Only a few core disciples of the Spirit Tribe and the elders of the ancient gods knew that this inverted shadow was the fifth elder of the Spirit Tribe.

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene was in an uproar.

It turns out that when the battle for the Holy Water of Purification was going on just now, the senior leaders of the Spirit Clan were watching the battle secretly and selecting suitable personnel.

Currently, five places have been confirmed, so there are only five places left.

"The Ancient God of Ice, True God Long Yuan, Zhao Feng, Zhang Yutong, and Baoyuan, these five people can directly participate in the gambling battle between the two races. Do you have any questions?"

Above the sky, the old man looked old but with endless majesty.

"No!"

With such a great opportunity, the selected few will naturally not refuse it.

"Anyone can compete for the remaining five spots!"

The fifth elder of the Spirit Clan continued.

"Elder, I will retreat first and prepare for the gambling battle between the two clans!"

The ancient ice god said proudly.

His words immediately attracted everyone present.

"It seems that among the powerful Ancient Gods, the only one who is Ice Plains Ancient God is no more than two hundred years old!"

"It seems that he is the strongest person in this gambling battle between the two races. He will definitely win glory for the Spirit Race!"

Many children of the Spiritual Tribe looked at the Ancient God of the Ice Plains, unable to conceal the reverence and envy in their hearts.

"Go down. If you don't understand anything, you can ask the elders of the Spiritual Tribe for advice!"

The old man in the sky said kindly.

Among the young children of the Spirit Clan, only the Ancient God of the Ice Plains is qualified to participate in the gambling war between the two races.

And the Icefield Ancient God himself is also top notch in strength.

So the Eldar have high hopes for it!

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Feng and the other four people also left here directly.

After all, they were going to participate in the gambling war between the two clans, and they would face the ten strongest people from the Liejin clan.

Now there are still two months before the gambling battle between the two races, and they all want to improve their strength and achieve good results in the gambling battle.

"Q!"

Zhao Yufei caught up and left with Zhao Feng.

Although there is an age limit for the gambling war between the two races, there is no realm limit.

Most of the remaining five places are for sixth-level true gods, and Zhao Yufei has just reached the level of fifth-level quasi-god, so naturally there is no hope.

After the people who should leave left, the central square started to boil again.

Because the battle for the Pure Spirit Holy Water had just ended, it was the battle between the two tribes for places in the gambling war.

…

The gambling war between the two clans took place two months later.

If he stayed in the inner space of the Time and Space Robe, Zhao Feng would have five or six! days of training time.

Whoosh!

When they came to the Robe of Time and Space, Zhao Su and the World-Destroying Black Dragon were both practicing.

At this moment, Zhao Suan has also reached the level of a fifth-level quasi-god.

Zhao Feng sent Zhao Su into the ancient dreamland and arranged for him to break through to the divine throne.

Within a few days, someone from the Spiritual Clan delivered the Spirit-Purifying Holy Water to my door.

"Is this the purifying holy water?"

Zhao Feng stared carefully at the transparent glass bottle in his hand.

Inside, a light blue liquid flows slowly inside as if it has spirituality.

Without saying a word, Zhao Feng began to retreat.

Purifying Holy Water has the greatest effect when taken after a breakthrough, and it has been some time since he broke through to the Ancient God.

However, you need to make a copy before using it.

One day later, after the copying was completed, Zhao Feng began to practice.

Gulu!

After taking the Pure Spirit Holy Water, Zhao Feng suddenly felt a cool stream of cold water, which penetrated into the whole body as the blood flowed.

Finally, all the clear water flows into the sacred platform within the body.

Twenty days later, the aura on Zhao Feng's body gradually became more restrained.

At this moment, even ancient gods of the same level cannot determine Zhao Feng's true realm without careful inspection.

This proves that Zhao Feng's altar is very solid and stable, the power within it is perfectly integrated, and Zhao Feng can fully control the power at this moment.

“The effect is extraordinary!”

The effect of the Purifying Holy Water far exceeded Zhao Feng's expectations.

In addition, he also discovered that there was a layer of dark red dirt on the surface of his body.

"This should be the purifying holy water that purifies the divine body and removes impurities from the blood!"

Zhao Feng was thoughtful.

Generally speaking, when one's cultivation reaches the level of a true god, there won't be many impurities in the divine body at all.

But at this moment, Zhao Feng had discharged so much.

Then the problem only lies in the bloodline.

"It seems that I was not careful enough when refining and strengthening my bloodline!"

Zhao Feng had a clear understanding in his heart.

His bloodline was originally very low-level, but now it reaches within a thousand of the ancient races. The gap is really huge.

Similarly, there are many impurities left in his blood that have not been refined and discharged.

"After these impurities are eliminated, my bloodline should be able to strengthen more quickly!"
To be continued...