Zhao Feng couldn't help but move his left eye. All the details on the ancient god's battlefield could not escape his eyes, including the flow diagram of the divine power in the bodies of both warring parties.

At this time, the two ancient gods who were fighting were of equal strength and the battle took a long time.

"Two complete sets of combat skills are in hand!"

Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

With a slight movement of his left eye, he could analyze and deduce the combat skills from the opponent's moves.

The combat skills practiced by these ancient god geniuses are almost all high-level god-level combat skills. In the Hall of All Souls, high-level combat skills are not as good as high-level skills, but they are still extremely precious.

At this moment, Zhao Feng watching these ancient gods fight was equivalent to browsing a series of combat techniques.

Sometimes, Zhao Feng gets inspiration from these combat skills and immediately modifies and perfects his own moves.

Compared to the battle with the ancient gods, the battle in the sixth-level true god area proceeds very quickly.

One round passed and Zhao Feng appeared again.

"I surrender!"

This time, Zhao Feng's opponent was of average strength and simply gave up.

The battle continues, and the time of each battle is also constantly shortened.

After all, after every battle, the status of the combatants will drop by one point, and in those battles where the outcome is not in suspense, the winner can be determined by just a few moves.

"Zhao Feng, come on!"

On the platform, Yuan Long said in a deep voice.

"My turn?"

Zhao Feng was still watching the battle of the seventh-level ancient gods and didn't notice it at all.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng's figure appeared directly on the platform.

This time the opponent is Yuan Long.

I remember when Zhao Feng met Yuan Long for the first time, he could instantly kill the strongest demigod in the continent, the Dragon King, with just one hand, and he didn't even look at Zhao Feng seriously.

Later, when Zhao Feng came to the Spirit Clan, Yuan Long still ignored Zhao Feng.

Therefore, after Zhao Feng became a blockbuster, the person who suffered the biggest blow was also Yuan Long.

But all this did not defeat him, but made him move forward bravely, and he just broke through to the sixth level of true god some time ago.

"Feng Po!"

Yuan Long's eyes were firm, and he directly activated his bloodline power to display his strongest combat skills.

Whoosh!

I saw waves of ice crystal storms blowing around Zhao Feng's figure. The storm was getting faster and faster, and the sound of friction was piercing the eardrums.

"Yuanlong has made great progress!"

Ancient God Fuling was watching all this nearby.

After all, his two apprentices are participating in this battle.

In the ice storm, Zhao Feng's expression remained normal, he slowly raised his palm and waved it violently.

A powerful force of wind and thunder suddenly tore apart in all directions.

Bang!

Yuanlong's ice crystal storm was like a strong wind meeting a tornado of destruction, instantly annihilating it and disappearing.

"I lost!"

Yuan Long jumped off the fighting platform directly.

Zhao Feng didn't say much and glanced at the battle stage of the fourth-level true god.

The number of people around that platform was the largest, almost equal to the total number of people around the other three platforms.

Because the fourth-level quasi-god is also among them.

The one fighting on the platform at this moment is none other than Zhao Yufei.

Her opponent was a veteran fourth-level true god, but Zhao Yufei had the advantage in the battle.

"So strong, Zhao Yufei's strength has become much stronger again!"

"As expected of the number one female brother of the Spiritual Clan!"

Many disciples nearby were watching Zhao Yufei's fighting style.

"Zhao Yufei, for the holy water of purification, don't blame me!"

Opposite Zhao Yufei, a man in gray clothes said with a smile.

Whoosh!

Two long swords suddenly appeared in his hands. The quality of each sword was far superior to ordinary mid-grade artifacts.

Moreover, these two long swords have one attribute of ice and one of fire. When used together, their power is extremely powerful.

However, Zhao Yufei did not retreat but instead advanced, her body shone with an even brighter purple luster, and her bloodline aura suddenly increased.

"what happened?"

The man in gray clothes was originally able to resist Zhao Yufei's bloodline, but now his energy and blood were boiling, and his body's divine power was somewhat disordered.

"Such a strong spiritual bloodline, her strength at this time may have reached the fifth level of quasi-god!"

Almost all the people around were attracted by Zhao Yufei's battle.

"Yufei has made great progress!"

Zhao Feng was a little surprised.

According to the observation with his left eye, Zhao Yufei has indeed reached the level of a fifth-level quasi-god.

Around the square, above the sky, the ancient gods of the Spirit Clan were also carefully observing Zhao Yufei's battle.

"The Eldar bloodline is more pure!"

"He has actually reached the fifth level of quasi-god, surpassing the current strongest quasi-god of the Spirit Tribe!"

The senior leaders of the ancient gods of the Spirit Clan were all excited.

Although Zhao Feng is extremely talented, he is not of the Spiritual Clan’s bloodline after all, and his bloodline cannot even enter the eyes of the Spiritual Clan.

But Zhao Yufei is different, she is from the Spiritual Clan!

"It seems that the ones who benefit the most from Zhao Feng's arrival are my two disciples!"

Ancient God Fu Ling stroked his beard and smiled.

Yuanlong was hit by the arrival of Zhao Feng, so he concentrated on practicing and made a breakthrough.

And Zhao Yufei has always been concerned about Zhao Feng. She has too many distracting thoughts in her heart and has never practiced cultivation at all.
Chapter completed!