The man with broken arms suddenly shouted.

There is no such place in his memory.

It is precisely because of strangeness that we are afraid.

At this moment, a hot pressure that shocked the sky came.

"Master Lord!"

The leader of the Blood Flame Qilin tribe appeared directly next to the man with broken arms, and then looked respectfully at Zhao Feng.

"Is this...you are the master... sir?"

The broken arm looked at the Blood Flame Qilin Clan leader, shocked the other party's strength, and then looked at Zhao Feng in surprise.

Why would such a terrifying strong man call Zhao Feng the Lord of the Lord?

Lord Dominant? The man with broken arm suddenly thought of something, and his face changed drastically. Then he stared at Zhao Feng's left eye, looking stunned.

"Don't let him die, everything else will be yours!"

Zhao Feng said casually.

"yes!"

The Blood Flame Qilin clan immediately showed a hideous smile.

The next moment, a great power that blocked the heavens wrapped the broken arm man, making his blood and divine power solidified, his thoughts stiffened, and he could not resist.

"Where are the things I ordered?"

Zhao Feng asked immediately.

“Here!”

The leader of the Xueyan Qilin took out a small red bottle.

Swish!

Zhao Feng took the red bottle and left Dream Ancient.

...

In the wild Divine Realm, where Zhao Feng and the broken-armed man fought, there were still black and golden flames burning.

The shocking momentum and the scorching and terrifying aura made nearby creatures afraid to get close.

Swish!

The figure of the black dragon who destroyed the world suddenly appeared.

"The master is right, there is indeed someone!"

The black dragon of destruction quickly left here.

When he was fighting with the broken arm man before, Zhao Feng found other members of the Liejin clan in his left eye. They had not had high cultivation and should be the subordinates of the broken arm man.

In order not to expose strength and some of the trump cards, Zhao Feng transferred the battle to the robe of time and space.

Four figures are hidden in the outer area far away from this flame land.

"Who is that black scale man?"

"It's not Zhao Feng, nor is it the ancient god of our clan!"

...

After completely staying away from this place, Zhao Feng appeared from the robe of time and space.

After bringing a white cloak, he continued to rush.

"What happened to the Spirit Clan?"

Zhao Feng murmured.

When he came to the sphere of the Spirit Clan and passed through many forces, he found that the atmosphere of these forces was extremely tense.

More than a month later, Zhao Feng successfully returned to the spiritual clan.

"Zhao Feng is back!"

Zhao Feng's appearance caused a sensation in the areas of errands, foreign and internal tribes.

"Zhao Feng, don't leave without permission in the future. You are now a highly anticipated genius in the Purple Spirit Realm and may be assassinated by many forces!"

In the sky, several ancient gods of the Spirit Clan immediately reminded him.

They also found out that Zhao Feng had appeared in the holy land of life and found out that Zhao Feng had left.

"Zhao Feng, in one month, the spirit race will distribute the 'Purifying Spirit Holy Water'. You have just broken through. This holy water will be of great benefit to you. Don't miss it at that time..."

The ancient god of Fuling said slowly.

"knew!"

Zhao Feng said casually, and then returned to his residence.

"It seems that he has not accepted the invitation from the Holy Land of Life!"

Several ancient god elders looked at each other and were silent.

When they learned that Zhao Feng appeared in the Holy Land of Life, the first thing they thought of was that Zhao Feng betrayed the Spirit Clan and chose the Holy Land, but the result was beyond their expectations.

...

After returning to her residence, Zhao Feng was about to contact Zhao Yufei immediately, but found that her palace was isolated from a formation.

Obviously, Zhao Yufei is in seclusion.

Swish!

Zhao Feng took out a small red bottle.

"The bloodline of the Blood Flame Qilin Clan, I don't know how effective it is!"

Zhao Feng couldn't wait to open the bottle plug, poured out some blood-colored liquid, and applied it to his arm.

Then, Zhao Feng entered the state of cultivation, activate the ancient blood demon Yang bloodline, absorbed and melted the blood-colored liquid.

Boom!

In an instant, the blood-colored yang flame on Zhao Feng's body increased by more than twice.

The blood-colored flames were twisting and seemed to be fighting and entangling.

After a long time, all the blood-colored liquid on Zhao Feng's arm disappeared before he opened his eyes.

"It's just that, my ancient blood demon Yang has advanced at least a dozen places!"

There are not many ancient bloodlines that can be merged with Zhao Feng's bloodline, and the Blood Flame Qilin Clan is one of them.

"By the way, there are more than ten days left to be distributed by the Spirit Clan's 'Purifying Spirit Holy Water'!"
Chapter completed!