Its speed was slowed down dozens of times!

Although his consciousness reacted and turned his body into an ancient soul body, his body's movements were too slow.

"The secret of time..."

Before Ancient God Mu Yu died, he only had this thought.

Han Yu, the two half-step god masters of Black Prison, were too late to stop him.

The two looked gloomy and felt cold; they had repeatedly been fooled by Zhao Feng and led by the other party.

At first, I thought Zhao Feng’s target was Ancient God Mu Yu, but I didn’t expect that the other party would ambush and design the Ancient God of Hell Sea.

The Ancient God of Prison Sea had just escaped from the crisis, but unexpectedly, Zhao Feng's target turned again.

Finally, one more carbine!

"ah!"

There was a shrill scream at the soul level, and the body and soul of Ancient God Mu Yu, the formation master, were annihilated by Zhao Feng and the others.

"I said... I want to kill him, and you can't stop me."

Zhao Feng lightly collected the space storage props from Ancient God Mu Yu, adding another piece of loot.

There are many opportunities in this space, and the gains for people from the Ancient Soul Clan will not be much worse than those from the Giant God Clan.

"you……"

Ancient God Hanyu was trembling with anger; while Ancient God Hell Sea had a hint of joy on his face.

"Brother Zhao! Well done..."

Xin Wuhen gave a long laugh.

At this moment, he did not transform into the form of a giant god, but he was actually on a par with the ancient god Mie Liu.

During the battle, Xin Wuhen's body was faintly filled with the aura of law. Occasionally, he attacked a few times, erupting into a god-level artistic conception.

It can be said that his current cultivation level is already half-step to the level of a God Lord.

If he transforms into the form of a giant god, he can easily crush the Ancient God of Mieliu opposite him.

"Dead again? You two...what on earth did you do?"

The Ancient God of Mieliu on the other side was almost ready to curse.

He was alone, struggling to resist Xin Wuhen's offensive; the other two half-step god masters should be a piece of cake to deal with several eighth-level and ninth-level ancient gods.

But in just a short time, two ninth-level ancient gods were killed in succession.

"You three idiots! This person has reached the 'commanding heights' in terms of speed, and you actually fought with him and lost two ninth-level people..."

Yu Heng, who was holding the line at the rear, couldn't help but curse.

As a bystander, he has a more thorough view of the situation.

However, everything happened too fast, and Zhao Feng's plan was so false that he had no time to stop it.

Moreover, he is no longer allowed to reprimand the three half-step god masters.

His trouble is coming!

Tsk! Tsk!...

At this moment, the sound of the insect sea army came from behind Yu Heng.

"It's that aura...it's actually that aura...the biggest enemy of my 'Locust Clan'!"

"I will cut you into pieces..."

The voice of the mother borer carries a bone-chilling hatred that reaches the soul level.

Its target is none other than Yu Heng!

In an instant.

Billions of descendants of borers swallowed up the world and turned into a sea of ​​insects, flying towards Yu Heng who was pressing behind.
Chapter completed!