With the Holy Spirit Tribe's quasi-emperor taking action and the number of experts from various tribes increasing, the momentum of the divine organization's counterattack was curbed, and the war fell into a stalemate.
"Do you know what state the quasi-emperor of the divine organization is in?" Feng Jinghong asked.
"I heard from the elders in the clan that that man is in the third level of the quasi-emperor, which is a level lower than the ancestors of our clan." Anji replied.
"The third heaven..." It's not impossible to deal with it, Feng Jinghong thought about it.
The white-haired sword god finally reached an alternative realm of enlightenment in the original plot, and he should be the most talented one among the divine organizations.
If given the chance, he wouldn't mind killing this person in advance.
What Feng Jinghong was a little concerned about at this time was the old god of the Quasi-Emperor Ninth Level. If this old guy came out, the various tribes would definitely not be their opponents, but he never showed up.
Is it still sealed in the divine source or does it have any other plans?
"Everyone, I am going to the battlefield tomorrow. Do you want to join me in the battle?" Zhuoji asked.
"Haha, of course!" Feng Jinghong laughed: "How can I be left out of this matter of protecting the gods? Tomorrow we will set out together and we will definitely kill all these moths!"
Feng Jinghong is a man of his word, and he kills the godly organization as soon as he joins the war, with heads rolling in and rivers of blood flowing!
No one in the Saint can defeat a move in his hands. In the early stage of Saint King, he kills at will. In the middle stage of Saint King, most of them can barely protect themselves.
And this is the situation when Feng Jinghong has not used the Forbidden Magic Domain and Immortal Fire. If he uses all his methods, there is basically no one below the Great Sage that he cannot deal with!
In just one year, he became famous on the Holy Spirit Ancient Road, and countless members of the divine organization changed their faces after hearing this!
"A moment of eternity!"
Feng Jinghong used Dou Zi Mi to imitate Hua Xianzi's magical power of time. The Holy King who attacked him felt as if the slow-down button had been pressed, and his thoughts and movements became extremely slow.
"Chi!" The seven-colored sword light flashed across, and a tiny crack opened between the Holy King's brows, and then he fell to the ground.
Following the death of the Holy King, the morale of the troops organized by God was in chaos, and they began to flee in all directions. The warriors of the Holy Spirit tribe launched a pursuit.
Feng Jinghong did not stop, spread her wings and rushed to the next battlefield.
The battle line between the divine organization and the coalition forces of various ethnic groups is too long, and there are melees everywhere.
Feng Jinghong relied on her unparalleled speed to run around for help, taking advantage of her mobility to the extreme.
Boom! Divine power surges across the starry sky.
It was a main god in the Great Sage realm fighting with a strong man from the Holy Spirit Tribe. The cauldron ruled the mountains and rivers, and the tower divided the nine realms. The two fought until the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the sun and the moon were dim.
Feng Jinghong glanced at it and stopped paying attention. Instead, he turned his attention to other places where the battle was taking place. Several of his friends were on this battlefield.
"Roar!" The Bronze Ant King was unparalleled in bravery. He tore an early opponent of the Saint King alive and went crazy bathing in the holy blood!
"Ding Ling clang..." The gold-eating beast's golden body was indestructible, and it withstood the attacks of countless magic weapons and spells. It rushed forward and swallowed up an array master of the divine organization.
The lightning snake turned into a blue electric light and shuttled across the battlefield. Unknown how many soldiers of the god organization had their heads pierced before they could react, and they fell to the ground in confusion.
The stone man used the eternal light in his left eye and the power of the flying immortal in his right eye to make a saint king jump up and down, in a state of embarrassment!
When Feng Jinghong saw Jade Rakshasa, she couldn't help but screamed in surprise.
I saw a white-haired woman with a cold look holding a sword and fighting her back and forth. Both sides were fighting with real fire and blood was dripping from them!
Chi!
The white-haired woman slashed out with her sword, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and her aura was filled with murderous intent.
The jade Rakshasa's double swords danced in circles, blooming like a red lotus, and the bloody light illuminated the heaven and earth.
One is the cold-faced God of Killing, and the other is Shura of the Sea of Blood. The battle between the two can be described as head-to-head, extremely dangerous and exciting!
call out!
Cyan lightning flashed past him, and Feng Jinghong caught it in his hand.
"What is this woman's background?"
The lightning snake spit out the snake letter and said weakly: "I heard them say that she is the disciple of the quasi-emperor, the white-haired sword demon."
"It turns out that he is his apprentice. No wonder he can fight with Jade Rakshasa. But after all, the master and apprentice are really similar. They both have white hair and dead faces. Is this also a kind of inheritance?"
Feng Jinghong let go of her hand, and Xiaoqing disappeared in a flash.
Probably because the killings and calamities in the Land of Principles were too deep in her mind, even if she lost her memory, she would still have an instinctive fear of Feng Jinghong and would not dare to be alone with her at all.
Feng Jinghong did not intervene in the battle of Jade Rakshasa, but went to harvest others.
Although Jade Rakshasa usually performed very well, Feng Jinghong had never doubted this girl's fighting talent.
How could the strongest Shura born in the sea of blood be unable to defeat a mere mortal?
As he expected, after the two fought evenly for thousands of rounds, Jade Rakshasa gradually began to gain the upper hand.
The white-haired woman's sword intent is strong enough to rival that of the Jade Rakshasa, but she cannot compare to the innate Holy Spirit in terms of physique and origin.
Her mana is gradually running out, and her injuries are healing slower and slower.
The Jade Rakshasa, on the other hand, is just the opposite. Stimulated by pain and blood, he becomes more and more courageous as he fights. His vigorous spirit is like a fire, burning more and more vigorously!
The cold sword edge passed through the chest, bringing up a handful of scarlet blood flowers.
Without even blinking, Jade Rakshasa slashed out with his two bloody swords, cutting the white-haired woman into two pieces at chest level.
"Ah!" The white-haired woman roared unwillingly, and her two bodies glowed in an attempt to heal.
The blood in Jade Rakshasa's pupils surged, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.
She opened her mouth and sucked in, and the white-haired woman's blood flowed out of the wound uncontrollably, sinking into her mouth like a stream.
The white-haired woman was so shocked that she cut off the inexplicable connection with ten sword strikes, but by then she had lost a lot of blood and her fighting strength was greatly weakened.
Jade Rakshasa licked the remaining blood at the corner of her mouth, with a flush of satisfaction on her face. The other person's blood replenished her consumption, and her injuries improved a lot.
One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, there is no suspense in this battle!
The white-haired woman has a high status in the divine organization, and people have always paid attention to her battles.
Seeing that she had been defeated and was in danger of death, these people took action directly.
"Don't hurt the saint!" The two saint kings attacked the Jade Rakshasa at the same time.
"Seeking death!" A cold light flashed through Feng Jinghong's eyes, and the dragon and phoenix seals were taken out, knocking the two of them away.
Jade Rakshasa's offensive was not affected at all. The sword light was like a waterfall, and blood flowed, cutting the white-haired woman's body and soul into a bloody mist.
Then she turned her blade and pointed it at the two saint kings who were fighting Feng Jinghong.
…
When~
The big cyan cauldron collided with the golden pagoda, causing ripples. Several meteorites floating by were affected and turned into powder instantly.
The main god of the divine organization is very strong, and he did not lose in the competition with the Holy Spirit of the same level. The two sides fought fiercely for thousands of rounds and still could not decide the winner.
"The Holy Spirit is born like this. Today I will kill you and add another good story to the world!"
"A group of rats in the ditch dare to call themselves 'gods', and they are shameless and bring about their own destruction!"
While the two great saints were fighting, they also talked trash to each other to disturb each other's state of mind, trying to gain an advantage by any means.
While the two sides were fighting fiercely, the main god of the organization suddenly changed his expression and stepped back to take out a jade tablet.
The jade plaque is shiny and translucent, but it is full of cracks and has lost its aura.
"The saint is dead, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!" the Lord God shouted with an ugly expression.