1423: C1423 The Spirit Race Was in Chaos

C1423 The Spirit Race Was in Chaos

"No, no, no, how could this be!" The Blood King was about to go crazy. Just as the Blood Guard was about to advance to the perfected stage, he was about to take complete control of the Central Northern Sea Region and become the sole overlord of the Central Northern Sea Region, but in the end. . .

"You knew about the Blood Guard a long time ago. Your goal is the blood crystal. " The Blood King recalled the scene of Han Feng taking the blood crystal and roared at Han Feng.

"It's too late to react now. " Han Feng said lightly.

"Go to hell!" Han Feng had destroyed the Blood King's hope of becoming the overlord of the Central Northern Sea Region. The Blood King had gone completely mad. The intense hatred made the Blood King ignore the gap between him and Han Feng. He released all the blood guards he had and personally attacked Han Feng.

Most of these blood guards were Peak of Saint Realm. Only a small number of them had stepped into the Saint Realm Small Success realm, but they were only at the first level of the Small Perfection realm.

"The light of the Immortal's Eye!"

The True Immortal Eye emerged on Han Feng's forehead. Golden rays of light containing golden patterns shot out. One ray of light was enough to kill a large group of blood guards.

He also killed a few Minor Completion Blood Guards with one strike.

Golden rays of light shot out, killing all of the Blood Guards in an instant.

Only then did the Blood King come to a complete realization. The terror in his heart surged like a fountain.

"Flee!"

That was the only thought in the Blood King's mind at that moment.

As a blood slave, the Blood King clearly knew that it was not long before the Blood Demon God King broke the seal. Even if he suffered a great loss, once the Blood Demon God King broke the seal, it would be time for him to take revenge.

Han Feng rolled up his sleeves and the mystic silver dagger shot out explosively, piercing through the Blood King's head in an instant.

The Blood King's head exploded just like that.

. . .

Middle Continent.

Ever since Han Feng killed the Blood King, he had finally crossed the Middle Northern Sea and arrived at the Middle Continent.

After arriving at the Middle Continent, Han Feng quickly discovered that the atmosphere in the Middle Continent had changed.

This was the border of the Middle Continent, but Han Feng's nose twitched and he could already smell the thick scent of blood.

As they flew, Han Feng's expression gradually darkened. It was a mess everywhere, and no one knew how many villages and cities were empty.

"I didn't expect the situation in the Middle Continent to be so serious. It seems like there are more blood slaves in the Middle Continent compared to the other continents. The current situation in the Middle Continent might be the future of the Northern Continent. We must find Lin Qingshan as soon as possible and bring her back to the Northern Continent. " Han Feng felt even more anxious.

Holy Spirit City.

This once lively holy land in the spirit body's heart had been completely defeated.

When Han Feng arrived here, there were dozens of blood guards wreaking havoc. Each of them had the strength of a Peak of Saint Realm or a Minor Completion.

In the Sacred Spirit City, a large number of spiritual bodies were killed, turning into starlight and disappearing into the world.

"Go to hell!" Han Feng's expression darkened. He kept striking out with both palms. Every time he struck out, many blood guards would be killed.

Very quickly, all the blood guards that were wreaking havoc in the Sacred Spirit City were killed by Han Feng.

All the remaining spirit bodies were filled with gratitude and tears.

Looking at the pitiful number of spirit bodies on the ground, Han Feng secretly sighed. When he first came to Sacred Spirit City for the test, Sacred Spirit City was filled with people, but now. . .

However, Han Feng couldn't care about that anymore. The Sacred Spirit City was the first line of defense of the Spirit Race. He wondered how the Spirit Race was doing after suffering such a severe injury.

With concern for Lin Qingshan, Han Feng flew towards the Spirit Race at high speed.

There were no guards at the entrance of the Spirit Race. There was no one there. Han Feng knew that this meant that all the guards of the Spirit Race had fallen.

After all, a spirit body did not have a physical body. Once it fell, it would disappear completely, leaving no traces behind.

With a sway of his body, Han Feng disappeared into the Spirit. As soon as he arrived on the ground of the Spirit Race, there was a loud bang in the sky. A huge shadow appeared in the sky, and waves of powerful energy spread wildly in all directions like waves.

He was in the middle of such a powerful energy wave. Han Feng felt like he was like a small wooden boat that was swimming in a surging river, and could be destroyed and killed at any time.

The illusory figure carried the supreme overlord aura, causing the heavens and earth to change color at this moment.

At this moment, it was as if the only thing left in the sky was that illusory figure. No one could ignore this illusory figure.

"Such a powerful aura. . . And this blood-red head, could it be. . . " Han Feng was shocked in his heart. Had it reached such a stage? The situation was even more serious than he had imagined.

This Blood Demon God King was able to descend into the void.

A severely wounded phantom of a God King was not something a mere True God or First Calamity True God could contend with.

"Where is Qing Shan?" Han Feng did not dare to use the Primordial Spirit Power carelessly, fearing that it would attract the attention of the Blood Demon God phantom. He could only carefully search the Spirit Race with his eyes.

. . .

Time returned to the moment when Han Feng hadn't arrived at the Spirit Race yet.

A large number of blood guards swarmed into the Spirit Race, killing anyone they saw. Soon, the Spirit Race was thrown into chaos.

"Damn it, what kind of monsters are these?" The Spirit Race clansmen were all confused. The perfected Spirit Race Patriarch flew out, including Patriarch Spirit Flower and Patriarch Feather Spirit.

"Who cares what kind of monster it is? Just kill it first. We can't let these monsters kill our Spirit Race disciples. " Old Ancestor Feather Spirit was the first to attack. In an instant, one of the blood guards was crushed by Old Ancestor Feather Spirit.

The next to attack was Old Ancestor Spirit Flower.

Dozens of perfected patriarchs attacked at this moment.

With the interference of the perfected old ancestor, these blood guards quickly showed signs of being defeated.

But at this time, another few dozen blood guards appeared. This time, every single one of these blood guards had the strength of the perfection-stage.

"What!?" The Spirit Flower Ancestor and the other perfection-stage ancestors were all shocked. What kind of force was targeting their Spirit Race to send out so many powerful monsters at once?

"Hahaha, I, Ling Chang, have returned!" Ling Chang stood on top of a blood guard's head and let out a hearty laugh.

"It's you!" Old Ancestor Yu Ling's face was filled with anger.

"You actually have the face to come back!"

"Why can't I come back?" Ling Chang smiled strangely.

When Lin Qingshan joined the Spirit Race, Ling Chang had a grudge against Ling Gan because Ling Gan looked down on his lackey.

Once a person had a bad impression of him, it would be difficult to get along with him like before. After all, Ling Gan was a genius. Soon, he realized the gap between him and Ling Chang.

Naturally, Ling Gan wasn't willing to have a subordinate who was dissatisfied with him. He immediately set up a trap and chased Ling Chang out of the Spirit Race.

As for Old Ancestor Yu Ling, he was the mastermind behind all of this. Otherwise, even Ling Gan wouldn't have the right to take out a core disciple.

Therefore, when Old Ancestor Yu Ling found out that it was Ling Chang who had brought chaos to the Spiritual Race, he was extremely shocked and furious.0

Ling Chang's face twisted. "I have to thank all of you. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have had such an opportunity to become that master's blood slave. "

"Now is the time for me to take revenge. "

"Blood guards, kill all of the Spiritual Race!"

"In order to nurture these blood guards, I have killed many people in the Middle Continent. Even many empires have been destroyed by me. Have a good taste. " Ling Chang stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, laughing wantonly.

Dozens of them spread out to hunt down the disciples of the Spirit Race. Old Ancestor Yu Ling and the other old ancestors were all anxious. Immediately, many old ancestors flew over to fight the perfect blood guards.

However, someone had to deal with Ling Chang. Therefore, a few old ancestors were left behind.

However, because of this, the blood guards had the advantage in numbers.

The perfection-stage old ancestors could only stop a limited amount of them, but there were still many perfection-stage blood guards who started a massacre in the Spirit Race.

Among the remaining Old Masters were the Feather Spirit Old Master and the Spirit Flower Old Master.

"All of you, retreat and kill those perfection-stage monsters. I'll take care of this traitor. "

A voice entered the ears of Ancestor Spirit Flower and the other Paragons. Ancestor Spirit Flower and the others were overjoyed. This voice. . . Belonged to Demigod Patriarch.

With the help of a Demigod Patriarch, it would be a piece of cake for them to resolve a mere traitor.

"Patriarch, I'll leave everything to you. " The Spirit Flower Patriarch leapt into the air. As he finished off the perfected Blood Guards, he was also anxiously looking for his disciple.

Ling Ya and Lin Qingshan.

Both of them were the disciples that Spirit Flower Ancestor was proud of. Any slight mishap would be enough to make Spirit Flower Ancestor's heart ache.

"Patriarch Spirit Dream?" Ling Chang stared at the newcomer and raised his eyebrows.

Ancestor Ling Meng had appeared opposite of Ling Chang and the blood guards at his feet. His face was pale, as if he was seriously ill.

However, Ling Chang would not look down on Ancestor Ling Meng because of this.

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