King of Gods

"No trace, are you going to tell the secret of the giant gods to this outsider?"

An old and majestic voice echoed into the hall.

"All along, he helped me keep the ancient gods, and he personally came over and returned the ancient gods to me, so I believe him!"

Xin has no trace of look.

Zhao Fengming knew that the ancient **** seal contained a big secret, but he still came here and took the initiative.

Therefore, telling Zhao Feng about the secrets of the ancient gods is also understandable.

"At the beginning, my giant protoss also trusted the ancient souls, but what about the end?"

The old voice rang again, with sighs, helplessness, and anger in the words.

"Non-my family, its heart must be different!"

Not yet waiting for the sinless words, the old voice contains endless pressure, and it rang through the whole world.

At the same time, almost all the people of the Great Temple, all out of the residence, looked at the sky with a sorrowful look.

"Zhao Feng, don't worry about it, the elders are not for you..."

Xin has no trace that the elders hated the ancient souls too deeply and did not continue to argue, but said to Zhao Feng.

In his view, the reason why the giant the Protoss is this is because the giant gods are too dependent on the blood, and they think that their blood is high, they are dismissive of other weak and small Tai ethnic races, they are too stable, and there is no sense of crisis before they cause such tragedies.

After experiencing these, the Giant Protoss has had a profound experience. Once it recovers, it will be like a broken bamboo. No one can stop it.

But now the giant gods face a crisis from the ancient soul temple, and they need an opportunity to rise.

"No trace, things have already arrived, just send him away!"

The elders continued.

The opportunity for the giant gods to rise is the ancient **** seal.

"I need his help!"

Xin has no trace and said plainly.

"What? Are you planning to leave him here?"

An angry voice suddenly sounded.

Zhao Feng feels that the sky seems to collapse, and it is extremely incompressible.

The next moment, an old man appeared directly in the hall. He was tall, with a dark red complexion and a vicissitudes of white hair.

"His eighth-order ancient god, in the ordinary forces, is indeed the top, but for today's giant gods, there is no use!"

The elders shouted directly.

In fact, today the giant temple is the lack of strong, if there is an eighth-order ancient god, they are naturally willing.

It’s just that the elders of the elders have always been guilty.

What's more, now the giant gods are in a critical period, there must be no bad pool.

"I have been with Zhao Feng for a while during my reincarnation. I know him better. He has the ability to help me. I hope I will not help you. I have to ask him!"

Xin no traces stand up, exudes a powerful **** breath, suppressing Zhao Feng’s breath and weakening a few points.

"Since you value him so much, let me check if he has this ability!"

The elders did not change their faces and stared at Zhao Feng.

Before, he did not care much about Zhao Feng, but he believed that there was no trace of flame, so he was slightly interested in Zhao Feng.

"If you want to stay here, just try it with my registered disciple, or leave it directly!"

The elders said to Zhao Feng.

Xin has no trace of slight change, the famous elders of the elders "Cheng Yun Gu Shen", just recently reached the eighth-order peak, the strength is extraordinary.

However, he believes that Zhao Feng should be able to overcome the other side, but the intimidating way of the elders may make Zhao Feng unhappy and leave directly.

"The younger generation is willing to give it a try!"

Zhao Feng's face is dull.

When he came here, he did intend to help him without any traces, but the attitude of the Lord to him was indeed very uncomfortable. In this case, he used his strength to prove that he was playing the other's face.

Moreover, for three years of retreat, Zhao Feng's strength has improved a lot, but there has been no actual combat, and there are still some itching.

When I heard Zhao Feng’s answer, Xin smiled without a trace.

"it is good!"

The great elders screamed and ran a powerful force, and immediately left Zhao Feng with the hall.

At the same time, a voice echoed in the hall: "No trace, the ancient **** seal has already arrived, you should first prepare, about this kid, I will deal with it!"

楸p> A flash of light, Zhao Feng found that he came to an open space, this place has a layer of guardian enchantment.

Suddenly, the space flickered with a slight fluctuation, and a golden armor appeared.

"Master, what is the matter for a disciple?"

Cheng Yun Gu Shen respects the ceremony.

"You can learn from this foreigner and get the difference!"

The elders said indifferently.

Among his disciples, only Cheng Yun Gu Shen and Zhao Feng Xiu are not much different. Although Cheng Yun Gu Shen is only a famous disciple, but he has the blood of the giant protoss, the strength is extraordinary.

If Zhao Feng is a low-ranking foreigner who can defeat the ancient **** of Cheng Yun, it shows that the talent potential of the other party is indeed powerful and horrible, and may be useful to the giant gods.

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed slightly, this Cheng Yun ancient god, actually he just entered the giant temple, the attitude is extremely unfriendly to the ancient **** of gold.

At the same time, outside the enchantment, people are constantly coming together.

"I heard that the foreigner is trying to compare with the famous elders of the elders, Cheng Yun Gu Shen!"

"How can a low-ranking foreigner be the opponent of Cheng Yun Gu Shen?"

Arguing up nearby.

"Teach me!"

When Cheng Yun’s ancient mythology came out, he suddenly inspired the blood of the giant gods.

When the time came, the heavens and the earth were shining, and a huge gold giant, appeared in the heavens and the earth, giving a great pressure.

Cheng Yun Gu Shen directly promoted the blood, it is obviously intended to be quick and fast.

After all, he is not to be seen by foreigners, and at this moment he will play for the Master, and he must win with absolute advantage.

"The size of this person is much bigger than that of the ancient **** of the moon!"

Zhao Feng’s eyes are slightly flashing, and the blood of the giant gods cannot be underestimated.

"The **** of the gods!"

The ancient **** of Cheng Yun, who is nearly ten feet tall, covers the sky and the palms are waving.

Suddenly, the whole space was blowing a violent whirlwind. Suddenly, a huge incomparable wind and shadow, slammed toward Zhao Feng.

Hey!

Zhao Feng immediately showed space to flicker, avoiding the range of Cheng Yun ancient gods.

Bang!

The palm of the hand fell on the ground and directly cut an abyss.

"However, the foreigners have a low bloodline and cannot be compared with the ancient gods of Cheng Yun!"

"The strength of Cheng Yun's ancient gods has been a lot stronger. The wind has reached the peak of six points, and the blood of the giant gods, the kid is only a dodge!"

The onlookers, exclaimed again and again.

At this time, a demon man with long blond hair came here, staring at Zhao Feng in the enchantment.

The arrival of this person suddenly attracted the strange look of others.

"Nan Gong Sheng, he is a foreigner like you, want to stay here, but he is not as lucky as you, you must first process the ancient gods!"

A young ancient god, looking at the demon man smiled.

"He will win!"

Nangong Sheng Ping said.

But inside, Nangong Sheng is extremely uneven: "I didn't expect you to be an eighth-order ancient god!"

"My giant protoss blood, both defense and strength, the attack power is huge, where can you hide?"

The ancient **** of Cheng Yun is as majestic as the Giant of the Sky, and his two palms are running up, and the high winds are on the top.

"Gale Wind Dragon Fight!"

Cheng Yun Gu Shen double palm reversal, a powerful storm energy, raging from it.

"The trick of Cheng Yun Gu Shen, the scope of the attack is great, the kid can't hide!"

"It seems to be over, it is really boring!"

Everyone thought that the battle would last for a while, and the ancient **** of Cheng Yun actually made a direct trick.

I saw a dim storm dragon carrying a powerful violent power and bombarded Zhao Feng.

In front of the dragon, Zhao Feng’s small body is like a small bug, fragile.

This time, Zhao Feng did not dodge, his body shape did not move, and the body swayed out the brilliance of divine power.

"Mixed broken gods!"

Incorporating a variety of mysteries, Zhao Feng slammed a fist.

Suddenly, a huge incomparable dark fist shadow, with a very fast speed, to the impact of the Scorpio, that goes forward, as if nothing can stop it.

Bang!

The dragon of a huge storm was directly punched by Zhao Feng.

You must know that "Mixed Sky Yuanxiao" broke through to the third floor, and Zhao Feng's mixed power is almost in the middle of the eighth.

"How can it be?"

Cheng Yun ancient **** suddenly stagnation.

As a giant protoss, he was actually attacked by the gods and lost to the ordinary eight-order ancient gods.

At this time, Zhao Feng left a powerful force in the left.

"Soul attack!"

Cheng Yun ancient gods face change slightly.

Other people outside the enchantment, the look is suddenly a condensation.

When it comes to soul attack, the first thing they think of is the ancient soul family. In addition, the soul level is indeed the short board of the giant **** family.

"Wind and thunder!"

Zhao Feng left his head and suddenly launched an infinite thunder and lightning.

That Thunder's power is constantly expanding, and it absorbs the power of the wind between the heavens and the earth, forming a huge network of wind and thunder, and bound the ancient **** of Yun.

Hey!

All the time, the network of wind and thunder exudes a powerful destructive power of wind and thunder, causing tremendous damage to the soul and body of the ancient **** of Cheng Yun.

At the same time, Zhao Feng's left-handed connection to the network of wind and thunder, transmitting a powerful power of the magic road, with the power of lightning and paralysis, affecting the mind of the ancient **** of Cheng Yun, reducing his resistance.

The opponent is such a huge giant god, and small martial arts are useless.

During the three-year retreat, Zhao Feng also thought of this point before he began to study a wide range of soul attacking techniques. This “wind and thunder fantasy” is one of them.

And this skill is extremely flexible, and the amount of lightning power can also be matched with the forces of wood, water and gold.

Tortured by Zhao Feng’s shackles, Cheng Yun’s ancient gods continued to scream.

Zhao Feng’s soul will is infinitely close to the nine-order ancient god.

Even if the power of the source is not used, Cheng Yun Gu Shen is also difficult to resist his martial arts.

Zhao Feng’s left-handed 瞳 瞳 force will suddenly produce large fluctuations, obviously it is to perform other martial arts. p>

"stop!"

At this time, the elders spoke directly.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to have stagnated for a moment, and all the power suddenly vanished, as if there was no such thing as before.

"The outcome is already divided!"

The elders left this sentence and floated away.

As a God Lord, you can see a lot from a short-lived match.

Continue to fight, and lose is also the ancient **** of Cheng Yun, it is better to end this, so as not to make the giant gods too shameful.

"No, how could this be?"

Cheng Yun Gu Shen is extremely reluctant, but he does not dare to disobey the meaning of the elders.

At the end of the battle, Zhao Feng was ready to leave the place, but he suddenly saw a crowd of purple-haired long-haired men in the crowd.