Feng Jinghong and the other five people leisurely walked out of the void, divided into five directions, and surrounded the remaining six people from the god organization.
The long-bearded old man stared at Feng Jinghong at a glance, because the attack that hit both of them at the same time was launched from this direction.
"Who are you? How dare you provoke the divine organization? Don't you want to live?" The old man said the same words as Anji just now.
Feng Jinghong chuckled: "It's only been a mere hundred thousand years, but the remnants of the ancient heaven are so crazy. It seems that the eight gods have been silent for a little longer."
The long-bearded old man's pupils suddenly shrank: "It's you, the immortal lineage!"
"Kill them!" The old man took action without hesitation, throwing out his broad sleeves and covering Feng Jinghong like two black holes. The other five members also attacked the four Jade Rakshasa at the same time.
The hatred between the divine organization and the immortal lineage has lasted for millions of years, and it has already reached the point where they will never die. Once the two sides encounter each other, it goes without saying that they will fight to the death!
The divine ring spread out behind Feng Jinghong's head, and the five-color fairy light connected into one, freezing the fallen black robe. At the same time, his own blood boiled, and he blasted through with a Immortal Phoenix Seal.
The old man with a long beard raised his palm to catch it hard, and was shaken so much that he flew up, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he couldn't defeat a saint in a head-on fight.
Seeing Feng Jinghong rushing towards him in the form of rainbow light, the old man was shocked and shouted hurriedly: "Come together, kill this person first!"
No one responded.
The old man turned his head and looked, his eyes almost popped out!
Five of his subordinates, "true god" level experts from the divine organization, were actually killed by four of them in a single encounter, leaving not even a single body intact.
"Where does this pervert come from..."
You must know that the standards for recruiting people from god organizations are extremely strict. Each "god" is a strong person carefully selected from tens of millions of people. It is common for dozens of people of the same rank to be recruited, but now they are being chopped down.
It's like a vegetable and it's to death!
Are the Eight Divine Generals so awesome?
The long-bearded old man's questions were destined to remain unanswered, because Feng Jinghong had already rushed in front of him.
The shadow of death came to his mind, and the old man gritted his teeth to resist, but was horrified to find that his vast sea of magic power suddenly couldn't be used.
puff!
The phoenix wings sliced across like a knife, the old man's head rose into the sky, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
Feng Jinghong's handprints changed, forming a great treasure vase, and chains of laws and gods drilled out from the mouth of the vase, locking to the old man's soul.
He planned to capture this person alive and torture him for some information about the divine organization.
But the old man also saw Feng Jinghong's intention and shouted: "Don't even think about it!"
boom!
The old man directly blew up his soul and wanted to take Feng Jinghong with him on the road.
Feng Jinghong would not be hurt by such a move. She stepped on the Dao map and retreated hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant, easily avoiding the old man's death blow.
After the aftermath of the explosion dissipated, Anji stepped forward and bowed: "I am Anji from the Holy Spirit tribe. Thank you fellow Taoists for the rescue!"
Feng Jinghong said with a smile: "You're welcome. God's organization is a scourge in the universe, and everyone can kill it! What's more, I already have enmity with them."
An Ji solemnly said: "How can we be scornful of the grace of saving lives! I will bear in mind the great kindness of these fellow Taoists, and I will definitely repay you generously in the future!"
Feng Jinghong did not continue this topic and asked instead: "With the strength you showed just now, you should not be injured like this by so many people. What's going on?"
When talking about this topic, Yan Ji's face darkened: "They set up a big formation in advance to lure me into the urn, and I don't know how long they have been planning it!"
The Ancient Spirit Blood Mine was originally formed after the fall of the Holy Spirit. Of course, it is of greatest benefit to the Holy Spirit Clan. It is almost a must-go place for every generation of Holy Spirit testers.
Like many of his predecessors, Anji came with high hopes, but unexpectedly fell into someone else's ambush.
"I must report this matter to the elders of the clan and make these despicable guys pay the price! Our clan has tolerated them for too long, which has led to them becoming more and more arrogant!" Miu Ji said with murderous intent.
Feng Jinghong said nothing, thinking silently in her heart.
The reason why the divine organization has become uncharacteristically high-profile is probably because the masters they have sealed are born, such as the old god, the white-haired sword god and others.
The road to immortality is about to open, and these people can't sit still. They are waiting to give Changsheng Tianzun a hard blow when the road to immortality is about to open!
At this point in time, with these quasi-emperors here, they indeed have the capital to be arrogant.
"You can ask the seniors of the Holy Spirit Tribe to contact other ethnic groups. The divine organization dares to take action against the Holy Spirit Tribe, and other tribes must be robbed as well." Feng Jinghong said.
An Ji was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "What Brother Taoist said makes sense! There is a city gate of our clan not far from here, and I would like to invite a few Taoist friends to go with us."
Feng Jinghong nodded happily, he had not seen the Holy Spirit Clan's city yet.
This is an ancient city full of primitive atmosphere, made entirely of giant rocks.
Compared with the city gates on the ancient human race road, it is a little less lively and prosperous, and a little more simple and natural.
Although it is a city of the Holy Spirit tribe, most of the people bustling in the city are creatures of other races. There are very few real Holy Spirits, less than two hands. Most of them are mixed blood, and there are only two or three pure Holy Spirits.
"The number of our clan is too small, and there are not many in the entire universe combined. Therefore, most of our clan members will choose to train on the ancient roads of other races. In this way, our own ancient roads will become even more desolate." Annihilation sighed.
There is no need to feel sorry for this! Feng Jinghong secretly complained in her heart, our clan is almost extinct and I didn’t even say anything...
Because of their small number, the Holy Spirit clan is extremely united and attaches great importance to every clan member!
The lord of this city is a hybrid Holy Spirit, but his cultivation has reached the realm of the Great Sage and is extremely powerful.
The great sage was furious after hearing Niuji's report. He immediately spread the news to the entire clan, and then contacted several adjacent ancient roads.
Sure enough, similar incidents occurred on other ancient roads. Several major races hit it off and quickly formed an alliance under the leadership of the Holy Spirit Tribe. They aggressively prepared to liquidate the divine organization.
The war is about to break out, and the tense atmosphere spreads throughout the vast universe.
However, all this has not affected Feng Jinghong and the others for the time being. They have been staying in the residence of the Holy Spirit for many days, enjoying the treasures, wine, wine and delicacies, and living a very comfortable life.
"Any city lord is the Great Sage, and the Holy Spirit clan is really formidable!" the Bronze Ant King sighed, and several others agreed.
The most numerous ethnic groups in the world today are undoubtedly the human race and the demon race, but even the number of great saints from these two races is pitifully small.
Ninety-nine percent of the guides in the 108 levels of the human race's ancient road are only in the realm of holy kings. Only the guardians and law enforcers who hold important positions, as well as a few extremely special city guides, are held by the Great Sage.
This amount will not exceed two hands.
But they only stayed in the residence of the Holy Spirit for a mere ten days, and they had already seen three great saints coming and going. This level of power was simply terrifying!