Uncle He stood up and a dark red sword appeared in his hand, slashing out a slightly distorted heat ripples.

At the same time, some powerful monsters from other directions rushed over.

Among these monsters, at most, they are third-level demon gods. They are not opponents of Uncle He’s fight alone, but they are better than the number.

Boombo

The six-person team quickly retreated while resisting the attacks of many groups of monsters.

However, at this moment, Uncle He's eyes froze and stared at a certain place in the clouds.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds of the world were surging, and a huge black shadow flashed like black thunder.

"No, it's the fourth-level demon god, the instant light eagle"

Uncle He immediately drank.

There was no fourth-level demon god before, and he could still stabilize the situation, but now they have no chance of winning.

The six people immediately used their trump card, and while restraining many demon gods, they hurriedly retreated.

Two months later, two figures appeared in the towering forest on the border of the Purple Spirit Realm.

"Finally arrived, Purple Spirit Realm"

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed.

In twenty-five years, he finally crossed three domains and came to the Purple Spirit Realm.

This is the longest journey Zhao Feng has walked so far.

At this time, Zhao Feng had clear edges and lines on his handsome and cold face, which made him look tougher; a sharp light lies dormant in his deep and quiet eyes.

"What are you here in the Purple Spirit Realm for?"

At this time, Han Ning'er asked with a smile.

Along the way, the two of them experienced too much and their relationship gradually got closer.

"Looking for someone"

Zhao Feng looked into the distance.

He didn't expect that the Wild Divine Realm would be so vast, and it would be so difficult to find someone.

It has been so long, I wonder how Yu Fei is doing now?

"oh"

Han Ning'er saw a trace of tenderness from Zhao Feng's plain and deep gaze. For some reason, she felt a little disappointed.

At this moment, Zhao Feng's eyes moved slightly and he looked to the right side.

Han Ning'er also slowed down, as if she had heard something.

"Your Excellency, please save us."

At this moment, a soul sound rushed towards Zhao Feng.

"Walk"

Zhao Feng shouted softly and flew away directly.

He knew nothing about the Purple Spirit Realm and had no information on the map. Now he could get these from the person who asked for help.

The sight of him was seen, a team of six people was seriously injured and surrounded by ten demon gods.

"Two quasi-gods?"

In the team, two strong men swept over Zhao Feng and the others, stayed on Han Ning'er for a moment, and then lamented.

"Little brother, go, there is a fourth-level demon god here, four third-level demon gods... you can't help me."

Old He frowned slightly and said directly.

He just relied on the Dark Soul Ring and sensed from a distance that other people were passing by, so he asked for help directly.

But unexpectedly, the other party was just two quasi-gods.

The others looked at Zhao Feng and the others, and their joyful expressions suddenly subsided.

Two months ago, they were entangled by these demon gods and could not get rid of them. As they continued to fight, they were gradually besieged. If they hadn't made enough preparations before coming, they would have been desperate.

I thought I could be rescued just now, but I found that only two quasi-gods passed by here.

Zhao Feng glanced at Old He and then flew forward.

"Yeah? He's actually here. Is he really looking for death?"

The girl in red said in surprise.

At this time, several demon gods had already discovered Zhao Feng, with fierce eyes showing.

"It seems that he is really seeking death. Unless he has the combat power of a third-level quasi-god, it will have no effect."

A third-level true god in the team said.

"court death"

At this moment, a third-level demon god besieged a team of six turned into a fierce black shadow and rushed towards Zhao Feng.

At that moment, the six-person team seemed to have seen the scene of Zhao Feng being torn apart.

Zhao Feng stared at the third-level demon god, and suddenly a cold and solemn feeling appeared in his eyes.

boom

Zhao Feng's right arm flashed with five-color thunder lightning, and then he suddenly pushed out his palm.

That huge five-color thunder palm flashed and dazzling.

The third-level demon god who rushed over collided directly with Zhao Feng's palm light.

Yes

The next moment, the third-level demon god let out a shrill roar.

With the five-colored thunder palm pushing, all the huge five-element wind and thunder power hit the third-level demon god.

When the palm light stopped, the third-level demon turned into a charred skeleton, scattered on the ground
Chapter completed!