"Senior Brother Tu, that guy's water tribe army is in front of us."

This evil team of more than ten people has several geniuses from the Qianyou Holy Sect as its core.

Brother Jiu, take a back seat.

Everyone's fearful eyes fell on the bald man with black scales.

"One of the ten geniuses of Tujiusen Holy Land."

More than ten miles behind, the expressions of several people from the Xuanzhen Holy Sect, led by Chen Yilin and Jiang Fan, changed.

Tu Jiusen, from the Qianyou Holy Sect, has reached the late stage of the Great Alchemy Realm and is ranked among the ten geniuses of the Holy Land.

at the same time.

His father is the demon king Tu Wanli.

"Humph, Jiumoji found reinforcements so quickly?"

Xuanzhen Holy Sect, a true disciple, sneered.

Tu Jiusen and his group were chasing Zhao Feng from behind, obviously up to something evil.

"If I guess correctly, Tu Jiusen will definitely kill Zhao Feng."

Chen Yilin's eyes flickered.

On that day, Tu Jiusen's father "Tu Wanli" was humiliated and humiliated in front of the projection of Emperor Duanmu.

The root cause of that day was all because of Zhao Feng.

Not to mention today.

Zhao Feng killed and injured Qianyou Holy Sect disciples, and also possessed valuable resources.

"Senior Brother Tu, I estimate that Zhao Feng has at least hundreds of plants of 'Purple Scale Grass', as well as rare materials and treasures from a large area of ​​water."

Senior Brother Jiu added his lips.

"Let me go over and capture him. The Shui Tribe legion will also obey Tu's orders."

A cruel smile appeared on Tu Jiusen's ugly face.

BOBOBOBO

At this moment, Zhao Feng, who was in the water ahead, noticed something and looked back.

His aquatic legion has specialized reconnaissance scouts.

In the Demigod Heritage Garden, the spiritual senses of the Holy Land Geniuses are suppressed to the limit. In the Great Alchemy Realm, they can generally only detect a hundred feet.

In the water of Ziyan Lake, the senses are further restricted.

Tu Jiusen and others were noticed by Zhao Feng as soon as they got within ten miles.

"Tu Jiusen, one of the ten geniuses of the Holy Land, has a domineering and ruthless demonic style..."

Zhao Feng murmured to himself.

Before the opening of the Heritage Garden, Dong Wenjian introduced him to the Ten Geniuses of the Holy Land, including some powerful men who were close to the Ten Geniuses.

"Prepare for war"

Zhao Feng sneered, and his thoughts turned into twenty or thirty strands, which instantly affected the entire Shui Tribe legion.

On the surface of the water, in the water, at the bottom of the lake.

Zhao Feng's Water Tribe Legion was deployed in various places, just waiting for Tu Jiusen and others to come over.

some of.

Only one-third of the water tribe's troops surfaced near the water's surface. Most of the powerful ones were hidden in the depths, or even at the bottom of the lake.

"The boy surnamed Zhao handed over a hundred purple scale grass for my use only."

Tu Jiusen's domineering voice sounded from far to near.

An ancient and deep demonic aura filled the world with arrogance and unscrupulousness.

Zhao Feng's aquatic legion and those demon fish were trembling in fear.

"What an amazing demonic bloodline. Tu Jiusen's mental state is no less than that of a half-step king."

Zhao Feng also felt a pressure.

Since entering the Demigod Heritage Garden, he is still the first enemy, which can bring obvious pressure to him.

BOBOBOBO

Tu Jiusen took the lead and led a dozen or so Holy Land geniuses, three of whom were Lord-level.

"Magic of Divine Chaos"

One of the Lord-level soul geniuses let out a sharp and harsh scream that penetrated the soul level.

Instantly.

At the soul level, there was chaos, as if there were gods and ghosts roaring miserably.

Zhao Feng's deployment in the Shui Tribe Legion was in chaos and confusion.

Some of the demon fish were mentally shattered and broken.

"not good"

Zhao Feng's expression changed drastically. Tu Jiusen's team actually contained a genius who was proficient in the secret arts of the Soul Dao.

For a while.

Zhao Feng's control over the Water Tribe Legion was reduced by 70%.

also.

Senior Brother Najiu and another genius controlled numerous skeletons, ghosts, corpses, and some spiritual pet birds, numbering one or two hundred, to kill Zhao Feng's Aquatic Legion.

"Haha, that Tu Jiusen is not only domineering and ruthless, but also has many plans."

In the water behind, Chen Yilin and others followed quietly.

"As long as Zhao Feng is defeated and falls into a desperate situation and asks us to take action, then the initiative in cooperation negotiations will be in our hands."

Jiang Fan had a cold look on his face.

Now, all we have to do is wait for Zhao Feng to lose.

It's too late, it's too late.

Tu Jiusen's team launched a thunderous offensive, causing the Shui tribe army to fall into chaos.

Under the cover of the team, Tu Jiusen took the lead, blocked the killer, and came to Zhao Feng with force.

Capture the thief first

Tu Jiusen's strategy was exactly the same as that of Senior Brother Jiu before him.

But his strength is too tyrannical; the other teammates are also extremely sophisticated in their strength and methods, and they can contain the Aqua Legion.

“You still won’t kneel down and surrender.”

Tu Jiusen let out a loud roar, and the ancient and deep demonic aura covered a hundred feet in radius.

Boom

He struck out with his palm, and the shadow of a demonic flame dragon was faintly visible. Just a few traces of the aftermath caused the nearby demonic fish and beasts to die one after another.

Even two ancient giant crocodiles with strong defense were killed on the spot.

"break"

Zhao Feng rose up and struck out with a palm, the phoenix roared and lightning flashed, a purple electric wind dragon was born in the storm, and the destructive wind and thunder raged, roaring and exploding.

Boom boom

Two domineering attack palms collided in mid-air, with magic flames shooting out and wind and thunder exploding.

Violent air waves swept through the air, turning nearby creatures into ashes of dust.

"Fortunately, I chose to fight in the air."

Zhao Feng's figure swayed and he was thrown back several feet. A layer of scaly dark purple texture appeared on his body, but he was not injured.

Tu Jiusen stood there, motionless.

In the initial confrontation, Tu Jiusen had a slight advantage, but Zhao Feng was not injured.

"Junior, you are so strong that you can withstand my 60% fire blow."

Tu Jiusen laughed ferociously.

As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic shadow and evil flames came crashing down.

Zhao Feng's mind froze. The combat power of Mo Jiusen could withstand one or two ordinary death guards head-on.

“Good time”
To be continued...