Since Zhao Feng rescued the Ancient God Cold Flame last time, his ranking on the Liejin Tribe's bounty list has skyrocketed, reaching the top three.

The reward for killing Zhao Feng would make even a half-step god master excited.

Although the reward is tempting, Zhao Feng is very powerful and has top-notch defensive artifacts such as the Robe of Time and Space. It is extremely difficult to kill him.

"Don't worry, everyone. Does Master Li have any countermeasures?"

The tall man added.

At the same time, Master Li took a few steps forward.

"It's really Master Li!"

"I heard that the formation at the previous stronghold was arranged by Master Li. After the second elder of the Spirit Clan arrived, he did not act rashly!"

Master Li's name is extremely resounding among the Liejin clan.

At this moment, if one listens to Master Li's instructions, it is very possible to kill Zhao Feng.

As a result, many true gods and ancient gods nearby gathered around the tall man and Master Li.

"Listen to my order and start setting up the formation!"

Master Li, who was dressed in sackcloth, waved his hands.

Swish, swish, swish!

Green formation flags flew out directly, forming a strange pattern.

The members of the Liejin Tribe followed Master Li's instructions and acted quickly to preside over the formation.

"Um?"

Zhao Feng, who was fighting on the battlefield, noticed something strange on that side.

"Want to use formations against me?"

Zhao Feng flashed and quickly approached the tall man and Master Li.

"Don't even think about it!"

The tall man had a slightly angry face, and an extremely powerful bloodline power suddenly burst out from his body.

The formation is still being arranged and Zhao Feng must not be allowed to destroy it.

"Fire Sun Fist!"

The tall man blasted out his fists directly, and a blazing ball of fire emitted dazzling golden flames and bombarded Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng was not afraid at all. The Hunyuan Divine Sword in his hand rushed out and slashed towards the blazing flame.

Boom boom!

The Hunyuan Divine Sword instantly cut into the giant ball of flame and shattered it.

"So strong!"

The tall man was sweating heavily on his forehead.

In the first fight, he was sure that he was no match for Zhao Feng. If he fought alone, he would probably die.

"The Sky Fire Demon Slaying Formation is complete!"

At this moment, Master Li's voice came from behind.

"good!"

The tall man quickly retreated.

"Want to leave?"

Zhao Feng's figure disappeared in a flash.

"not good!"

The tall man's expression suddenly changed, and he felt a powerful crisis.

He immediately mobilized his powerful body, and the golden light shone on his body, exuding a heavy physical pressure.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng appeared directly behind the tall man and slashed out with the Hunyuan Divine Sword in his hand.

Tsk!

In an instant, Zhao Feng cut a huge gash in the tall man's defensive body.

The golden flesh and bones inside are shocking, and golden red blood flows out.

At this moment, a huge pressure of flames came from behind.

"Quickly retreat and enter the eye of the formation!"

Master Li shouted loudly to the tall man.

I saw a large flame formation hosted by twelve people quickly moving towards Zhao Feng.

In the center of the formation is Master Li, who is at the peak of the ninth level. Surrounding the formation are four eighth-level ancient gods and seven powerful seventh-level ancient gods.

Boom hoohoo!

Above the formation, there was a giant blade made of golden flames, exuding bursts of flames. Before he even got close, Zhao Feng felt a scorching heat.

"The formation is indeed somewhat extraordinary!"

Zhao Feng's eyes darkened slightly. The power exuded by this formation made even the half-step God Lord move.

Whoosh!

The tall man retreated quickly, his target being the giant flaming blade.

"You don't have to go back!"

Zhao Feng snorted coldly.

Buzz!

In the left eye, the willpower of the pupils fluctuated, and the Hunyuan divine power was instantly constructed into a miniature Hunyuan divine sword.

call out!

The next moment, the miniature Hunyuan Divine Sword burst out from Zhao Feng's left eye.

Seeing that the tall man was about to enter the giant flame blade.

But suddenly, a miniature long sword penetrated through his body.

puff!

In an instant, the tall and giant man's body and soul were severely traumatized, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"No……"

The tall man endured severe pain and approached the formation.

As long as he enters the formation, he still has a way to survive.

But suddenly, a long sword of turbid dark silver pierced directly from his chest.

A powerful force instantly filled every corner of his body, destroying and devouring everything.

"how come……"

Master Li exclaimed.

That tall man was the ninth level peak of the Liejin Clan, and he had extremely high bloodline concentration and excellent talent. He was expected to be promoted to a God Lord in the future.

The tall man only blocked Zhao Feng for a moment, buying time for him to shape the formation.
Chapter completed!