Chapter six hundred and ninety-eight(2/2)
"Kill!"
Behind them, the Kunlun Demon and others also took action. They actually still had amethyst sky thunder in their hands. They didn't throw them all out earlier, but now they rushed to the coalition forces and threw them out decisively.
There was complete chaos on the island.
"Sacrifice blood to heaven!"
The middle-aged man from the Spirit Tribe yelled, his eyes were cold. He had been staring at Chu Feng, trying to capture him in exchange for the son of God Xu Chengxian.
At this time, with his loud shout, the fog behind them dispersed, and a blood-colored altar suddenly appeared. This was an alternative interpretation of the god turning into a blood flag. There was no flag, just an altar, but the effect was the same, even more terrifying.
It can be said that this is the trump card they prepared, specially prepared to destroy Chu Feng, and it is unknown how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures were spent.
Buzz!
The blood-colored altar glowed with light and was densely covered with runes, and Chu Feng was swallowed up with a whooshing sound.
Chu Feng was shocked, but not afraid. He had his own trump card, but when he entered the void, he did not use those methods, but directly took out a blood flag.
This is something belonging to the Spiritual Clan. It was originally taken from an old woman who beheaded herself into a golden body. This flag is very mysterious and has unpredictable power.
Chu Feng shook the divine flag, and in an instant, all the divine energy of the bloody altar and the prepared blood essence dimmed and were absorbed by the divine blood flag.
"Will you help me raise the secret treasure? You don't need to use my trump cards. Thank you very much." Chu Feng whispered, standing here and sneering.
If someone else had been absorbed by the altar and entered this bloody space, it would have been more likely to be a disaster, but he was safe and sound, and the god-turned-blood flag in his hand became more and more dazzling.
boom!
Finally, he shook the blood flag violently, and the entire altar exploded. At the same time, he put away the secret treasure, not wanting to expose it and keep it to make the Eldar clan bear a big blame in the future.
"You..." The middle-aged spirit clan man was shocked and angry.
"Old genius, take your life!" Chu Feng shouted, and the moment he rushed out, he slashed forward with his sword.
The middle-aged Eldar people were furious. Recently, people of their age group hated the term "old genius" the most. They almost wanted to go into the universe and find the person who first proposed this statement to settle the matter.
Dang Dang Dang!
The sword energy flew freely, sparks flew everywhere, and with a final pop, the middle-aged man's head flew up and was chopped off by Chu Feng.
"boom!"
It was at this moment that a terrifying brilliance bloomed, and Yang Qi billowed, blasting towards the back of Chu Feng's head, trying to kill him with one blow. The timing was very good, it was when Chu Feng took a breather after successfully killing the leader of the Spirit Clan.
occasion, a moment of relaxation.
Chapter completed!