Hearing the words of the middle-aged human race, the Flamebringer sneered and asked: "Who do you think you are, you deserve to be friends with me?"

The middle-aged human's expression froze on his face, "Brother of Flame, I know you are more powerful than me, but there is no need for you to look down on others like this."

"You once had a glorious past, but the past is just the past after all. What qualifications do you have to pretend to be in front of me now?"

If it were the middle-aged human race in the past, they would definitely not dare to say such arrogant and arrogant words to the Flamebringer.

But now, the middle-aged humans have Lin Zifeng behind them, which gives the middle-aged humans confidence.

Hearing the words of the middle-aged human race, the Flamebringer's eyes were filled with flames, and veins popped out in his angry hands.

"Do you know what you are talking about? Don't think that because you are the messenger of God's Fall, I won't dare to kill you."

The middle-aged human's heart skipped a beat and he quickly called for help, "Master, it's your turn to take action. I am no match for the Flamebringer."

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said through a message: "Don't worry, someone else is here."

Lin Zifeng's soul power is powerful, and his perception of nature is no small matter.

Shortly after Lin Zifeng finished speaking, both the Flamebringer and the middle-aged human race noticed it, and both of them looked in the same direction at the same time.

A tall figure was flying towards them.

When seeing this flying person, the middle-aged human race was shocked, "Eight-eyed spiritual race, red ice god!"

When the Flamebringer saw the Eight-Eyed Spirit Clan, he couldn't help but frown. Obviously, this Red Ice God was not a good man or woman.

In the Time Pagoda, Lin Zifeng was a little surprised when he felt the aura of the red ice god.

Because this red ice god is not a lower god, but a genuine middle god.

The only people who dare to fly in the Land of God's Fall are the Median Gods, apart from the Messenger of God's Fall.

Lin Zifeng mused about the fact that a middle god of the Spirit Clan has appeared now, and it is obviously inappropriate for him to take action now.

"You two are the divine messengers of Wuhua Temple, you are very good.

, my master told me that you people from Wuhua Temple have made him very unhappy recently."

"I will kill you today and ask for interest from Wuhua Temple."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the middle-aged human race and the Flamebringer changed wildly.

"God of the Red Ice, this is the place where the gods fell. You cannot use the power of the middle god, otherwise you will definitely die." The middle-aged human race shouted.

The Chibing God smiled disdainfully, "To kill you two chickens and dogs, I still need to use the power of the middle god. Don't you think too highly of yourselves?"

Upon hearing this, both the Flamebringer and the middle-aged human race looked a little unhappy.

"run!!"

The Flamebringer was the first to run away, and he ran in the direction of Yaowang Valley, because he knew that Yaowang Valley was his last hope if he wanted to escape.

The middle-aged human race also wanted to escape in the direction of Yaowang Valley, but his speed and movement skills were obviously not as good as the Red Ice God.

"Humph, I wanted to escape, but how could I let you escape so easily?"

At this point, the Chibing Spirit took action without hesitation, and his speed reached a shocking level.

In just the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of the middle-aged human race.

"Die!!"

The red ice god slapped his palm towards the middle-aged human race.

There was a look of despair on the middle-aged human's face. He mobilized all his strength, but compared to the red ice god, his little strength was so insignificant.

The middle-aged human closed his eyes and prepared to welcome the arrival of death, but to his surprise, the expected death did not arrive.

He opened his eyes and found that there was an additional figure in front of him. This extra figure was none other than Lin Zifeng.

"Huh……"

The Chibing God was a little surprised. He controlled his power to the extreme of a half-step mid-god. At this level, killing his half-step mid-god would definitely be a dimensionality-reducing blow.

But the half-step mid-level god of the human race in front of him actually blocked his attack. This is really incredible! Hearing the words of the middle-aged human race, the Flamebringer sneered and asked: "Who do you think you are? You are worthy."

Make friends with me."

The middle-aged human's expression froze on his face, "Brother of Flame, I know you are more powerful than me, but there is no need for you to look down on others like this."

"You once had a glorious past, but the past is just the past after all. What qualifications do you have to pretend to be in front of me now?"

If it were the middle-aged human race in the past, they would definitely not dare to say such arrogant and arrogant words to the Flamebringer.

But now, the middle-aged humans have Lin Zifeng behind them, which gives the middle-aged humans confidence.

Hearing the words of the middle-aged human race, the Flamebringer's eyes were filled with flames, and veins popped out in his angry hands.

"Do you know what you are talking about? Don't think that because you are the messenger of God's Fall, I won't dare to kill you."

The middle-aged human race's heart skipped a beat and he quickly called for help, "Master, it's your turn to take action. I am no match for the Flamebringer." ??

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said through a message: "Don't worry, someone else is here."

Lin Zifeng's soul power is powerful, and his perception of nature is no small matter.

Shortly after Lin Zifeng finished speaking, both the Flamebringer and the middle-aged human race noticed it, and both of them looked in the same direction at the same time.

A tall figure was flying towards them.

When seeing this flying person, the middle-aged human race was shocked, "Eight-eyed spiritual race, red ice god!"

When the Flamebringer saw the Eight-Eyed Spirit Clan, he couldn't help but frown. Obviously, this Red Ice God was not a good man or woman.

In the Time Pagoda, Lin Zifeng was a little surprised when he felt the aura of the red ice god.

Because this red ice god is not a lower god, but a genuine middle god.

The only people who dare to fly in the Land of God's Fall are the Median Gods, apart from the Messenger of God's Fall.

Lin Zifeng mused about the fact that a middle god of the Spirit Clan has appeared now, and it is obviously inappropriate for him to take action now.

"You two are the divine messengers of Wuhua Temple, you are very good.

, my master told me that you people from Wuhua Temple have made him very unhappy recently."

"I will kill you today and ask for interest from Wuhua Temple."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the middle-aged human race and the Flamebringer changed wildly.

"God of the Red Ice, this is the place where the gods fell. You cannot use the power of the middle god, otherwise you will definitely die." The middle-aged human race shouted.

The Chibing God smiled disdainfully, "To kill you two chickens and dogs, I still need to use the power of the middle god. Don't you think too highly of yourselves?"

Upon hearing this, both the Flamebringer and the middle-aged human race looked a little unhappy.

"run!!"

The Flamebringer was the first to run away, and he ran in the direction of Yaowang Valley, because he knew that Yaowang Valley was his last hope if he wanted to escape.

The middle-aged human race also wanted to escape in the direction of Yaowang Valley, but his speed and movement skills were obviously not as good as the Red Ice God.

"Humph, I wanted to escape, but how could I let you escape so easily?"

At this point, the Chibing Spirit took action without hesitation, and his speed reached a shocking level.

In just the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of the middle-aged human race.

"Die!!"

The red ice god slapped his palm towards the middle-aged human race.

There was a look of despair on the middle-aged human's face. He mobilized all his strength, but compared to the red ice god, his little strength was so insignificant.

The middle-aged human closed his eyes and prepared to welcome the arrival of death, but to his surprise, the expected death did not arrive.

He opened his eyes and found that there was an additional figure in front of him. This extra figure was none other than Lin Zifeng.

"Huh……"

The Chibing God was a little surprised. He controlled his power to the extreme of a half-step mid-god. At this level, killing his half-step mid-god would definitely be a dimensionality-reducing blow.
Chapter completed!