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Chapter 1198

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Underground, Zhao Feng had successfully refined the treasure he had taken from Quasi-God Kong Yuan.

Putting on the silver bracelet, Zhao Feng placed the treasure he had taken from Quasi-God Kong Yuan into it.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng leaped out of the earth.

Using the Space Transference Eye continuously earlier had consumed a great deal of Zhao Feng's energy. Once he used up all his soul and eye-bloodline energy, he would no longer be able to use the God's Spiritual Eye.

Swish!

Swish! Zhao Feng unfurled his golden wings and flew to the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon's group.

"Preserve your strength and prepare to fight for the treasures!"

Zhao Feng's voice resounded in everyone's minds.

Everyone nodded their heads.

Originally, obtaining one or two treasures would have been quite good, and no one had even thought about the most precious treasure in the transparent palace.

However, the arrival of the Red Flame Qilin had held down all the Rank Five True Gods, reducing the disadvantage of Zhao Feng's team and allowing them to reap a bountiful harvest. They also had a chance to participate in the even more important treasures.

At this moment, everyone could sense that the transparent palace in the sky could shatter at any moment.

When the time came, all the treasures would fall to the ground.

Zhao Feng's team mingled in the chaotic crowd, occasionally fighting over treasures with the weaker teams. They were not using their full strength, instead quietly recovering the energy they had expended.

Zhao Feng didn't even use his eye in this battle. His Sacred Lightning Body and Lightning-Fire Obliteration were enough to crush a normal Rank Two True God.

"Big Brother, I see Zhao Feng!"

Hu Cheng suddenly saw the nearby Zhao Feng and called out to his big brother in surprise.

The Blue Scaled Race originally had no plans to participate in the fight for the treasures, but before the transparent palace opened, they happened to run into another team of their race, one of which was a Rank Four True God. For this reason, the Blue Scaled Race decided to try their luck.

However, while the Rank Five True God was being held down, their team had more people and obtained quite a few divine artifacts and treasures.

"Quasi-God Lan Ye, Zhao Feng is over there!"

The Hu brothers immediately said to Quasi-God Lan Ye.

The Hu brothers didn't have any status in the team, so they could only mobilize Quasi-God Lan Ye. Lan Ye had previously made a three-move bet with Zhao Feng and lost miserably in the end. Perhaps Lan Ye wanted to kill Zhao Feng more than they did.

"Haha, it's really that kid!"

Quasi-God Lan Ye gave a savage smile, his killing intent surging.

Afterward, Quasi-God Lan Ye began to communicate with the experts in the group.

Apart from Wei Ke and Ma Lingshi, none of the Quasi-God experts in the group dared to go against Quasi-God Lan Ye. The majority of the True God experts also stood on Quasi-God Lan Ye's side.

In the end, the Blue Scaled Race team decided to attack Zhao Feng and the others.

"You two traitors!"

A Rank Three True God angrily cursed.

He was naturally referring to Wei Ke and Ma Lingshi.

"Kill them all!"

The eyes of the Rank Four True God of the Blue Scaled Race chilled.

Sou sou!

Close to sixteen experts of the Blue Scaled Race charged menacingly at Zhao Feng's team.

"The people of the Blue Scaled Race, run!"

Zhao Feng sensed that something was wrong.

The Blue Scaled Race had too many people, and they even had a Rank Four True God. Zhao Feng naturally wouldn't fight them head-on.

Swoosh swoosh!

Zhao Feng's group fled into the distance.

Little Ling, the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon, and Zhao Feng were the fastest, followed by the azure-robed elder and Zhao Wan, and finally Zhao Wang.

Of course, Zhao Wang was also rather fast, but he was far from being able to keep up with the other members of the group.

Swoosh swoosh!

"Where do you think you can run to!?"

The Rank Four True Gods and a small number of experts of the Blue Scaled Race were extremely fast, and they slowly approached Zhao Feng's group. The majority of the weaker experts were left far behind.

For example, Wei Ke and Ma Lingshi were weaker in the first place, and they weren't willing to chase after Zhao Feng, so they stopped midway.

"Zhao Feng, obediently come up and die. We can let the others in your group go!"

Quasi-God Lan Ye gave a wicked smile.

The other experts of the Blue Scaled Race nodded their heads. Quasi-God Lan Ye's plan was extremely clever. In the face of life-or-death danger, even the best of friends could betray one another.

But to the surprise of the Blue Scaled Race, the members of Zhao Feng's team acted as if they hadn't heard this and didn't slow down in the slightest.

Whoosh whoosh!

After a short chase, six members of the Blue Scaled Race were the fastest to reach Zhao Feng's team.

"Die!"

The Rank Four True God of the Blue Scaled Race attacked Zhao Wang, who was at the very back.

Thwish!

He brandished his sword, and a huge blue sword edge swept forward, stirring up a shocking wave.

From a distance, this slash was like a tsunami that could devour and destroy all.

Whoosh!

Little Ling suddenly turned around and attacked in Zhao Feng's team.

Kabooom!

The blue-purple flames in the sky instantly condensed into countless thin threads that weaved into a massive net of fire.

Boom! Bang!

Crash! Fire and water intertwined as the attack of the Rank Four True God was neutralized.

"Lady is as beautiful as a flower and quite strong. Why don't you work with the Blue Scaled Race?"

A Rank Three True God of the Blue Scaled Race fearlessly roamed his eyes over Little Ling's body.

But a moment later, the six members of the Blue Scaled Race, including the Rank Four True God, were all stunned.

All the members of Zhao Feng's team suddenly turned around and began to attack.

"Little Ling, Zhao Wang, the two of you deal with the Rank Four True God. The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon and I will quickly kill the Rank Three True God. The rest of you will hold down the other members of the Blue Scaled Race!"

The moment they began to move, Zhao Feng gave the order.

Only six members of the Blue Scaled Race had caught up, so Zhao Feng's team definitely had the ability to fight back. This battle might even change the entire situation.

Swoosh swoosh!

Zhao Feng moved with incredible speed, and he and the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon charged at a Rank Three True God.

Clingclang!

A black metal sword appeared in Zhao Feng's hand. It was the transformed Ancient God Seal.

"Die!"

Zhao Feng circulated the Lightning-Fire Obliteration and slashed out a dark golden ripple.

"Destruction Dragon Blast!"

The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon circulated its Origin Destruction energy and used a killing move.

Boom! Bang!

Crash! The two of them attacked with lightning-fast speed. Before the Rank Three True God could react, he was struck by two dreadful attacks.

"Kill!"

Zhao Feng and the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon had powerful bodies, so they disregarded everything else and charged forward.

"Flame Slash!"

Little Ling waved her hands, sending countless threads of flame toward the Rank Four True God.

"Child's play!"

The Rank Four True God of the Blue Scaled Race swung the sword in his hand, unleashing one enormous sword of green water after another.

Whoosh!

Zhao Wang attacked the Rank Four True God from the side.

"A trifling Quasi-God is truly seeking death!"

The Rank Four True God couldn't help but jeer.

Such a weak Quasi-God was simply incapable of injuring him.

Swish!

A pitch-black staff suddenly appeared in Zhao Wang's hand, exuding a thick Death energy that instantly caused the surrounding world to darken.

"This Death energy …!"

The Rank Four True God's body instantly trembled. This dreadful and evil energy made him feel like he was in mortal danger.

"Black Hole of Death!"

Zhao Wang gripped the Staff of Death Curse and activated the Eye of Death.

Thwish!

The eye on the Staff of Death Curse resonated with the Eye of Death and shot out a black mist. This black mist was evil and frightening, suffused with an Intent energy that made one's heart shudder.

Boom!

The Rank Four True God of the Blue Scaled Race was caught off guard and struck by the black mist.

Hwooom!

The black mist instantly transformed into a pitch-black hole that began to suck in the Rank Four True God's life and soul.

Boom!

The Rank Four True God burned his Divine Power, exploding with astonishing Intent energy as he retreated.

"Ah …!"

The Rank Four True God's arm was completely devoured by the black hole, and his life and soul were also severely injured.

Moreover, he sensed that his body was surrounded by an untouchable curse energy.

"Just what kind of energy is this?"

The Rank Four True God of the Blue Scaled Race stared in fear at Zhao Wang.

However, Zhao Wang had already put away the Staff of Death Curse. After all, this divine artifact was comparable in quality to the supreme treasures of the transparent palace and could not be recklessly exposed.

"Ah …!"

On the other side, Zhao Feng and the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon had worked together to kill a Rank Three True God.

All of this had happened in less than two seconds. Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, the other experts of the Blue Scaled Race arrived.

"How could this be?"

Hu Cheng was alarmed.

When they arrived, they saw that the Rank Four True God of their race had lost an arm and the Rank Three True God had been killed.

Meanwhile, Zhao Feng's group had gathered together, calm and composed. They faced the Blue Scaled Race, neither fleeing nor panicking.

"Let's go!"

After a few moments of stalemate, the Rank Four True God of the Blue Scaled Race clenched his teeth and said.

His wounds weren't as simple as losing an arm. His soul and life were eroded by the Death power Upanishad. Moreover, he was entangled by the power of the curse. His condition had been reduced to the lowest level.

If he didn't recover in time, his injuries would only worsen.

Moreover, he was somewhat afraid of the divine artifact that Zhao Wang had just taken out. In addition, the supreme treasures of the transparent palace could appear at any moment. He needed to recover his strength as quickly as possible so that he could fight back.

"Not kill them?"

Quasi-God Lan Ye was flabbergasted. A Rank Four True God of the Blue Scaled Race had actually retreated? Just what had happened just now?

"Hmph!"

The Rank Four True God of the Blue Scaled Race angrily snorted, and the energy of the world rumbled toward Quasi-God Lan Ye.

Thump thump!

Quasi-God Lan Ye was forced back two steps, and then he lowered his head and fell silent.

Brrrooom!

At that moment, the transparent palace in the distant sky exploded.

Kabooom!

A terrifying spatial storm swept through the surroundings, causing the world to twist and distort.

All the experts fighting over the treasures were stunned. Even the distant Red Flame Qilin and the Rank Five True God paused for a moment.

Whoosh!

Several rays of silver light shot out from the shocking spatial storm.

The fact that these treasures could remain unscathed in the destructive spatial storm was undoubtedly proof of their quality.

Of these silver beams of light, four were the most dazzling, exuding astonishing ripples of energy.

"The supreme treasures! The true supreme treasures have appeared!"

The small groups fighting over the treasures down below instantly began to stir.

"The Spacetime Robe!"

Quasi-God Kong Yuan's eyes locked onto a dazzling beam of light: a dark silver robe.

"The Heaven Yuan Stone Plate!"

Quasi-God Si Kong of the Tianyun Sacred Land was also looking at a supreme treasure. This was an ancient gray stone plate, its surface covered in profound and cryptic inscriptions.

"Not good! The supreme treasures have appeared!"

The Rank Four True God of the Blue Scaled Race was seething with rage and hatred.

Quasi-God Lan Ye's personal affairs had left him heavily injured, so he probably wouldn't be able to obtain the supreme treasures.

"Master, which one should we go for?"

The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon asked, its heart thumping.

The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon only knew that four of these supreme treasures were the most precious, but it didn't recognize any of them!

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