"The Storm Royal Family." After seeing this group of ancient races, Wang Teng couldn't help but say.
"You are Gu Feng, the Holy Son of the Weapon Refining Sect. Very good. As long as I kill you and present you to the prince, I can get a lot of rewards." The Storm Royal Family standing at the front is also a young man, and his cultivation has reached Nascent Soul.
At the fourth level, staring at the young man of the Weapon Refining Sect.
"Gu Feng, it turns out it's you." Wang Teng had a look of sudden realization. The ordinary young man in front of him really had a great background. He was a peerless genius of the Weapon Refining Sect's generation, and his reputation was no worse than that of Qitian, Son of Lieyang and the others.
It's just that Gu Feng is relatively low-key, and not much is known about his combat prowess, and Wang Teng doesn't pay much attention to these, so he doesn't know much.
"Hehe! Just because you want to be our senior brother's opponent, the ancient royal family, right? I can deal with you." The talented cultivator next to Gu Feng sneered, although he knew that this was a trap set by the ancient race.
, but the cultivators of the Weapon Refining Sect all looked calm, as if they had someone to rely on.
The number of personnel on both sides is about the same, around a dozen, and their cultivation levels are not weak, at least at the third level of Nascent Soul. Wang Teng seems a bit redundant here, after all, his cultivation level is too low.
"Insolent, humble human being, come out and fight with me." Before the ancient royal family could say anything, an ancient royal family member beside him said coldly, and walked out holding a blue spear.
The combat power of this Storm Royal Family is comparable to that of a third-level Nascent Soul cultivator. With a menacing look on his face, his gaze fell provocatively on the candidate Holy Son of the Weapon Refining Sect.
"After I kill you, let's see if you still dare to utter arrogant words." The candidate Saint Son sneered and walked towards the Storm Royal Family. He was wearing a set of purple-gold immortal armor, and his hands were
The weapon on it is also a giant purple gold hammer, which looks extremely domineering, with lightning patterns engraved on it.
The young and powerful Gu Feng didn't say anything, and seemed to acquiesce in the approach of the candidate for the Holy Son, while the cultivators on the side of the Storm Demon Clan were all grinning ferociously, full of confidence in the Storm Royal Clan.
"Brother Zhan Lei, let those so-called ancient royal families know how powerful you are." The cultivators of the Weapon Refining Sect shouted on the side, cheering for the candidate for the Holy Son.
The two teams took the initiative to retreat dozens of miles away and watched the battle suspended in the sky. This battle was very important to them. Whoever wins and who loses will affect the morale of both sides.
"Hiss, hiss." There were bursts of cracking sounds in the air, and the body of the Storm Royal Family began to emit clouds of cyan demonic energy, turning into sharp air currents that lingered in all directions. As soon as something came close to him,
will be torn into pieces.
The candidate Saint Son Zhan Lei was not to be outdone. The purple gold war hammer in his hand began to be entangled with thunder and lightning, blooming with dazzling light. Although this aura was not as powerful as the two-sword Saint Son of the Heavenly Sword Sect, it was not much weaker. It was enough to make some
Those who cultivate the fifth level of Nascent Soul are afraid of the third level.
"Go to hell! Human beings, you will all become our food today." The Storm King had a fiery temper and came to the vicinity of Zhan Lei in a blink of an eye. The green spear in his hand had a tornado whistling, pointing at Zhan Lei.
The thunder thorn fell down.
"You are the one who died!" Zhan Lei shouted coldly, the purple and gold warhammer in his hand flashed with thunder, and he faced the blue spear in the air.
"Boom!" In an instant, thunder and wind roared within a radius of dozens of miles, shattering the mountains and jungles. In some places, raging fires burned, and thick smoke billowed into the sky.
The two figures, one purple and one green, soon intertwined together, and there were constant fierce collisions. The strength of the Storm Royal Family was very strong. After fighting Zhan Lei for dozens of rounds, they did not fall behind Feng Fei, but instead fought more and more.
Yue Yong.
Zhan Lei's face was expressionless, and the power of thunder and lightning in his body became more and more violent. Finally, it turned into a thunder beast, roared out with the swing of the war hammer, and surrounded the Storm Royal Family.
"Storm Spear Technique, Spear of Tear." The blue spear in the hands of the Storm Royal Family suddenly transformed into countless phantoms, and finally turned into spiral air currents, stabbing towards the Thunder Beast with overwhelming force.
"Bang bang bang!" There were fierce collisions again. Both Zhan Lei and Storm Royal Family were knocked away, with blood flowing from their mouths. It was obvious that they had suffered a lot of damage. Especially Storm Wind.
There were many wounds on the royal family's cyan body, and demon blood was gurgling out.
However, because of the protection of the Purple Gold Immortal Armor, Zhan Lei neutralized most of the attacks, but there were also cracks left on top of the Purple Gold Immortal Armor, as if it would collapse at any time.
"Damn human being, if you didn't have the protection of the fairy armor, you would have been torn into pieces just now. You are my defeat." The Storm Royal family shouted with a ferocious expression, but the fighting spirit in their bodies did not decrease.
"Hehe! As long as we can win, nothing else matters. Just disappear for me! The Sky-Suppressing Thunder Hammer." Zhan Lei snorted coldly, and the purple-gold war hammer in his hand suddenly enlarged to the size of a small mountain, with countless thunder and lightning wrapped around it, fiercely
It fell towards the head of the Storm Royal Family.
"You want me to disappear, you want to win, then I will help you." The eyes of the Storm Royal Family suddenly became cruel. Instead of avoiding it, they actively rushed towards the direction of the war thunder, allowing the thunder and lightning war hammer to hit them.
On the body.
"Huh? Everyone, step back." At this time, Gu Feng's brows frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hands, a powerful force protected the cultivators of the weapon refining sect. Zhan Lei's expression on the field at this time
It was hard to see the extreme. Pieces of magical weapons kept roaring out of his body, firmly protecting his whole body.
"It's the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique." Wang Teng also looked stern. These ancient royals were really difficult to deal with. They all learned this terrible technique, and the power of self-destruction was unimaginable. Fortunately, those without royal bloodline
Demons and demons cannot practice this kind of technique, otherwise human beings would have ceased to exist long ago.
"Good! You are indeed a member of my ancient royal family." The leader of the Storm Demon Clan laughed with satisfaction. This is what their ancient royal family relies on. As long as they are no bigger than the opponent, they can use self-destruction to kill the opponent together.
, and it can also intimidate other human races.
"Crack, crack, crack." Sure enough, the body of the Storm King cracked open in an instant and turned into a terrifying blue storm, which continued to sweep towards the war thunder. All thunder and lightning war hammers turned into pieces in front of this force.
Nothingness, the ruthless storm seemed to be able to corrode everything, instantly cutting cracks into the divine weapons around Zhan Lei, and Zhan Lei's defense was unable to withstand this force.
"Ah!" Zhan Lei roared unwillingly, and the Purple Gold Immortal Armor on his body was cracked. Just when he was about to be submerged by the storm, he resolutely chose to self-destruct his body, hoping for this power to save himself.
.
There was a loud "boom", and thunder and lightning shot out like giant pythons, poking huge holes in the cyan storm. After a while, the two forces disappeared one after another, and everyone saw a figure.
Slowly emerged.
"Senior Brother Zhan Lei." "Oh my God!" The cultivators of the Weapon Refining Sect screamed in alarm at this time. They saw that Zhan Lei's physical body had long since disappeared. Even Nascent Soul had suffered heavy injuries at this moment.
The pieces of Nascent Soul magic weapon were shattered one after another, and less than half of the entire Nascent Soul was missing, which looked terrible.
"No, how could it be like this? I don't want it to be like this." Zhan Lei's desperate cry came out. Although he barely saved his life, Nascent Soul suffered such a terrible trauma. It is very difficult to recover as before.
Even if it were possible, it would take a long time, which would make life worse than death.
His dream of becoming a strong man was completely shattered.
"Hahaha! Human cultivators are all a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Why should we be afraid? Why not surrender to us as soon as possible and be slaves of our ancient race forever, and still possibly survive." There were waves of voices coming from the side of the Storm Royal Family.
jeers.
In their view, dying together with human cultivators is a kind of courage, an honor, and very worthy of respect, so almost no royal family dared to do such a crazy move. The human ancestors back then were so powerful that they almost died
The ancient royal family was about to be wiped out. Later, it was because the strong men of the ancient royal family used disintegration techniques one after another, which annoyed the ancestors of mankind and caused heavy casualties, so they did not dare to pursue the victory again, giving the ancient race a chance to cultivate their health.
"Come back! Your injuries can still be recovered." Gu Feng had a calm look on his face, and with a slight move of his right hand, he brought Zhan Lei's Nascent Soul over. However, the situation in front of him was not optimistic. Seeing the ancient
After the royal family revealed the power of self-destruction, the cultivators of the Weapon Refining Sect were extremely afraid of this.
"Four, there are four ancient royal families on the other side." "Our combat power can be said to have an advantage, but if they blow themselves up, the consequences will be disastrous." "Well, they are a group of lunatics. It is not a good idea to go head-to-head with them. It is better to go first.
Get out of here..." The cultivators began to discuss secretly.
"Leave? Doesn't that tell the ancient royal family that we are afraid! If we choose to escape every time, where is our dignity?" Gu Feng suddenly glanced at the cultivator behind him and said lightly.
"Gufeng Shengzi is right. We are the strong ones of the Weapon Refining Sect, and we are one of the only sects that can fight against the ancient royal family. If even we are afraid, mankind will really be doomed. Think about our ancestors, okay?
We have won this land for us so easily, are we willing to give it to them?" A cultivator from the Weapon Refining Sect said righteously and solemnly.
"At worst, if we fight with them, we are not afraid of death." "Even if we die, we can't lose our dignity and fight." In an instant, the fighting spirit in these cultivators was burned, suppressing the fear.
psychology.
"You don't have to worry so much. As long as you kill those ancient kings before they blow themselves up, the threat will naturally be lifted." Wang Teng touched his nose and commented on the side.
"Killing them, you said it's easy, can you do it?" Immediately some cultivators laughed at Wang Teng. "You can't just rely on words. Everyone knows the method, but it's not the same in practice."
It’s over.”
Faced with all kinds of cynicism, Wang Teng just shook his head gently and said nothing.
"This little brother is right. Let me do the first thing, and you can just deal with the aftermath." Gu Feng suddenly nodded to Wang Teng, then swayed and actually killed the group of storm demons.
"Hey! Have you started to counterattack? Your opponent is me. Kill!" Seeing Gu Feng's action, the Storm Royal family waved their hands, leaving a trail of afterimages on the spot, and came to kill Gu Feng.