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Chapter 1520 Pseudo-Ancestral Artifacts(1/2)

"How can Zhao Feng have the power of chaos at the level of a god king?"

Bei Minghui's heart trembled.

If Zhao Feng had used this power from the beginning, he would have died long ago.

But even so, Zhao Feng and others were unable to defeat the Burning Flame God King.

The god-king-level divine power in Zhao Feng's body is definitely limited. If the battle continues for a long time, everyone will still be defeated.

At this moment, Bei Minghui suddenly sensed something and smiled: "The protector is finally here!"

In the distance, God King Zhiyan looked calm and did not speak.

"It seems...something's wrong!"

Zhao Feng noticed something abnormal, and at the same time, his left eye twitched slightly.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering oppression descended on the world.

The whole world suddenly trembled, and the bodies of Zhao Feng and others sank as if they had been hit by a huge hammer.

"careful……"

Zhao Feng shouted and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a tall old man appeared behind everyone.

He is hunched over, his skin is as rough as a thousand-year-old tree, and there are countless strange and primitive textures on it. He is the protector of the Heaven-defying Sect.

The moment the protector appeared, he waved his hand, and a stream of silver light shot out like a fan.

Boom boom!

Caught off guard, Zhao Feng and his party were all affected by the guardian's sudden sneak attack.

Everyone hurriedly used secret defense techniques, but under the silver light, everyone's defense methods were like paper, fragile, and all shattered.

Phew~

Zhao Feng and his party were all knocked back dozens of miles away, their faces turned pale, and they all spurted blood.

Fortunately, the protector just took action suddenly and did not accumulate any force, otherwise everyone's lives would be in danger.

call!

The protector's palm turned slightly, and the void of heaven and earth suddenly solidified and became extremely slow.

At the same time, the large mouthful of blood that Zhao Feng just spat out condensed into a blood bead and flew into the protector's hand.

"The Protector of the Tianji Clan!"

Zhao Feng's expression darkened.

Now, two god kings have arrived, and Zhao Feng, Mu Gu, Xin Wuhen and others have all been severely injured and it is almost impossible to resist.

What's more, in Zhao Feng's heart, the strength of the guardians of the Tianji clan is much stronger than that of ordinary god kings.

As for why the protector took away his own blood, he didn't think too much about it.

"Dharma protector, luckily you arrived in time!"

Bei Minghui suddenly smiled.

He doesn't like the feeling of his life being controlled by other god kings.

"Envoy of Beiming, where are the others?"

The protector looked calm and asked slowly.

Suddenly, Bei Minghui's face froze, and his mind trembled slightly.

But facing the protector, he did not dare to tell any lies: "Chang Shenshi, Tianji, Balong and other three palace kings were killed by Zhao Feng and his party before!"

"A bunch of useless things!"

The protector's voice turned cold.

Obviously all they needed to do was hold back the Ninth Divine Eye, but Bei Minghui and the others suffered such heavy losses that they almost let Zhao Feng escape.

Bei Minghui suddenly knelt on the ground, with a look of fear on his face: "Please forgive me, Protector!"

"Your Excellency, you don't take me seriously!"

At this moment, God King Zhiyan said with a dissatisfied look on his face.

After the protector arrived, he ignored King Zhiyan at all and scolded his subordinates as if no one else was around. This made King Zhiyan feel very embarrassed.

However, the protector's next words almost made King Zhiyan vomit blood.

"I really don't take you seriously!"

The protector said coldly.

"The Tianji clan is too arrogant, this is the territory of the Holy Land of Purgatory!"

The Burning God King looked slightly angry and shouted directly without saying anything polite.

At this moment, several powerful aura fluctuations appeared in the distance, and within a moment, several powerful divine masters arrived here.

Among them, there are two third-level heavens and four second-level heavens, all of whom are high-level gods of the Holy Land of Purgatory.

"In the Wild God Realm, everything depends on strength!"

The guardians are tit for tat.

Shortly after the powerful men from the Holy Land of Purgatory arrived, another angel from the Heaven Defying Faction, wearing a white robe, arrived here with three palace kings.

In order to capture Zhao Yufei, the Tianji clan sent out such a lineup, which can show that the opponent attaches great importance to Zhao Yufei and Zhao Feng.

The strength of the two major forces is getting stronger and stronger.

At this moment, even if Zhao Feng's side is at its peak, it cannot compete with any of them.

However, things are not without improvement.

Both the Purgatory Holy Land and the Heaven Defying Sect want to get the Ninth Divine Eye, and this is the territory of the Purgatory Holy Land, and the Holy Land obviously has more manpower.

Moreover, Zhao Feng and others were severely injured by the protector just now. In the eyes of the two forces, their strength at this moment is insignificant and even ignored.

"Are you sure you want to compete with me for the Ninth Divine Eye?"

The King of Sunfire God asked with a smile on his face.

This is the territory of the Holy Land of Purgatory. With his order, more and more powerful people will gather.

"Fight? You are not my opponent, you are not qualified to compete with me!"

The Dharma protector was as normal as ever from beginning to end.

"Haha, let me see how strong the Tianji tribe is!"

The Burning God King laughed loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the heaven and earth suddenly burst into flames, and the infinite flames gathered towards the God King of Burning Flames.

The God King of Burning Flames is like a scorching sun, extremely dazzling, shining bright red flames.

Moreover, the power gathered around him became more and more powerful, like the rising sun, the heat continued to rise, and the gods nearby felt as if they could not breathe.

And the entire space was burning, as if it was about to melt.

Facing the powerful God King of the Tianji Clan, God King Zhiyan had no reservations and even went all out to show his strongest power.

Zhao Feng and his group immediately retreated a distance.

"Is that all?"

The protector's face remained as normal as ever.

Whoosh!

He waved his palm, and a dazzling golden-red feather fan appeared in his hand.

The golden-red feather fan is composed of layers of feathers, emitting dazzling and hot golden-red flames.

The moment the feather fan appeared, the golden-red flame was released, and the blood-red flame between heaven and earth immediately retreated to a third and gradually weakened.

The flame power gathered on the body of the Burning Flame God King was also a bit dim.

Between heaven and earth, the invisible power of flames gathered towards the golden-red feather fan. The golden-red flames became more and more powerful, and a faint shadow of a golden crow was visible, which was shocking.

"Could this be...the ancestral weapon burning the prison!"

The Sunburn God King's eyes were dull and his mind was trembling violently.

The supreme ancestral weapon of the Law of Fire, Burning Hell, is the treasure that all practitioners of the Law of Fire dream of!

However, this ancestral artifact was broken in ancient times...

"Ancestral weapons burned in prison?"

Zhao Feng's face showed a look of shock.

Under the invisible power of this feather fan, the fragments of the three ancestral artifacts he owned trembled slightly.
To be continued...
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