"Since the two of you have just arrived, do you want to team up and fight for the benefits below?"
The Eighth Prince's suggestion surprised Zhao Feng.
Luo Zun and the Eighth Prince obviously disliked Zhao Feng. Luo Zun suppressed his anger and the urge to attack.
This suggestion surprised Luo Zun even more.
"This Zhao Feng isn't simple. He received Duke Nanfeng's recognition and favor. Right now, Xin Wuheng is the biggest enemy. "
The Eighth Prince's eyes twinkled as he started to think.
At this moment, the battle prowess displayed by Xin Wuheng, who was below the mausoleum, had already far surpassed their expectations.
Furthermore:
Xin Wuheng still had three Void God Realm Kings and three groups from different forces.
The Eighth Prince and Luo Zun were at an obvious disadvantage in terms of the number of experts and the strength of the groups.
Therefore:
The Eighth Prince's suggestion was a very logical choice.
There were no eternal enemies, only eternal benefits.
"This suggestion isn't bad."
A smile appeared on Zhao Feng's face as his thoughts spun.
Right now, Xin Wuheng's side had the advantage in numbers, and they were too strong, which affected the balance of the situation.
Everyone was surprised that Zhao Feng agreed so quickly.
Back in the Tianfeng Great Island Zone, the enmity between Luo Zun and Zhao Feng was hard to resolve.
Zhao Feng and the Eighth Prince didn't like each other either.
"But I have my conditions."
Zhao Feng paused.
The Eighth Prince and Luo Zun looked at each other and were surprised.
No matter how they looked at it, this Zhao Feng didn't seem like a fourteen-year-old youth.
There was also something else.
The Purple-Haired Demonic Duo seemed to be led by Zhao Feng, and the wicked nose ring youth with a powerful aura seemed to be on the second line.
The Eighth Prince and Luo Zun couldn't see through this purple-haired youth.
"What do you want?"
The Eighth Prince was very interested in the suggestion.
"There's only one request. When we make our move later, you guys will deal with Xin Wuheng. As for the treasures in the coffins, it will depend on your own strength. "
Zhao Feng said slowly.
The Eighth Prince and Luo Zun frowned.
Xin Wuheng was an unfathomable character. With the strength he was displaying right now, the Eighth Prince and Luo Zun would have to team up to deal with him.
Meanwhile.
The two of them and Nan Gongsehng found this strange. From Zhao Feng's tone, it seemed like he knew Xin Wuheng.
"Alright."
The Eighth Prince and Luo Zun agreed after some thought.
After all, the Purple-Haired Demonic Duo had to deal with the other three Kings, and the pressure on them would be even greater.
However, what they didn't know was that the yellow-robed middle-aged King and the other three Kings had already been defeated by the Purple-Haired Demonic Duo.
At this moment.
The tremors in the Underground Tomb had decreased by a little.
"It's almost done."
The yellow-robed middle-aged King, the three Kings, and the group behind them had successfully bound the skeleton.
Wu ~
The half-skeleton struggled with all its might. The four-winged demonic phantom behind it fiercely waved, creating a world-shaking sensory impact. But most of it was limited to the soul, so Xin Wuheng resolved it.
The Soul Intent that Xin Wuheng displayed was close to that of an Emperor. In terms of Intent alone, it was comparable to an Emperor.
Weng ~ ~
A triangular, colorful sealing formation sealed off half of the skeleton, and golden chains of light extended out, binding it layer by layer.
Seeing that half of the skeleton was about to be successfully sealed, Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up.
As long as it was sealed for a short while, they would have the ability to take the bronze coffins.
"Watch out!"
Xin Wuheng exclaimed at the critical moment. Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Right at this moment, surges of powerful auras charged into the depths of the tomb through the best shortcut.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Xin Wuheng, I can't believe this day has come for you! "
Luo Zun roared with a deadly expression.
At this moment, Xin Wuheng and company used all their strength and finally managed to seal the half-skeleton.
As soon as he finished speaking:
Boom!
A domain of ice and fire appeared behind Luo Zun, and a red and blue aura charged toward Xin Wuheng.
In that instant, Luo Zun's eyes turned dark blue and scarlet-red respectively.
The entire region was suddenly enveloped by the terrifying power of fire and ice, and their mental energy and physical body started to suffer indescribable pain.
"This Luo Zun has hidden himself very well. His true battle-power is close to Jiu Wuji's. He's just lacking a bit of foundation."
Zhao Feng's expression changed slightly.
In order to increase the chances of entering the Divine Illusion Dimension, Luo Zun had suppressed his cultivation.
After entering the Divine Illusion Dimension, he was able to complete the outline of his two domains.
"Two domains? Unfortunately, the foundation is too weak, and there are many flaws …. "
Xin Wuheng smiled faintly as he faced Luo Zun's attack.
He turned around slightly and freed one hand.
"What!?"
The Eighth Prince, Luo Zun, Nan Gongsheng, and company were all stunned.
From the looks of it, Xin Wuheng was planning on using one hand to seal the half-skeleton while using the other to deal with the Eighth Prince.
"This Xin Wuheng …!"
This was the first time Nan Gongsheng had seen Xin Wuheng.
Apart from Zhao Feng, this was the first time he had seen such an unfathomable person.
"Break!"
Xin Wuheng pointed out with his finger, and a compressed Fire and Ice domain shot out and pushed Luo Zun's two-layered domain away.
Peng!
Luo Zun's body was pushed back as his blood boiled. He said in disbelief, "How is this possible …? Could you have comprehended the Fire and Ice domain as well?"
At this moment in time:
Luo Zun's heart was filled with a strong sense of defeat and humiliation.
The difference between them hadn't changed at all from last time until now.
But now:
Xin Wuheng still used one hand to fight against Luo Zun and pushed him back.
"Hahaha …. As expected of Xin Wuheng. That half of the skeleton is about to be sealed. "
The yellow-robed middle-aged King and the other three Kings roared with laughter.
Once it was sealed, Xin Wuheng and the other three would be able to attack.
However, the expressions of the yellow-robed middle-aged King and company soon became grim.
Whoosh!
Two purple-haired males appeared in the center of the tomb.
"Hehe, so it's the Five Elemental Domain."
Zhao Feng laughed lightly as his gaze scanned over Xin Wuheng, who had unleashed the Fire and Ice domain.
At this moment in time:
Xin Wuheng used one hand to draw a twisted crystal wall in the air to block Luo Zun's attack and the Eighth Prince's attack.
"Who are you?"
Hearing this voice, Xin Wuheng's expression changed slightly as he glanced at the purple-haired youth.
The purple-haired youth was only at the Origin Core Realm, but Xin Wuheng couldn't see through him.
He felt that this youth was familiar, but he couldn't remember where.
After all.
Zhao Feng and Xin Wuheng hadn't seen each other for more than nine years.
More importantly, Zhao Feng's appearance, cultivation technique, and even soul aura were completely different from when he was in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering.
Back then.
Zhao Feng's hair was still blue, but it was purple now, and he hadn't opened his left eye-bloodline yet.
"Go!"
Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng were covered by a layer of silver and purple as they headed toward the bronze coffin behind them.
"Bastard, don't even think about it!"
The expressions of the yellow-robed middle-aged man and company changed dramatically as they roared in anger.
The three Kings left the formation and attacked to stop Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng.
Weng ~ ~ ~
Nan Gongsheng snickered coldly as a rippling silver-and-purple domain appeared around him and absorbed the power of the three Kings.
"What a powerful spatial domain!"
"This bastard's strength is increasing so quickly!"
The hearts of both friend and foe shook.
Nan Gongsheng's spatial domain and True Yuan radiated an invisible pressure that made the True Yuan of the other Kings tremble.
Xin Wuheng, the Eighth Prince, Luo Zun, and company all had solemn expressions.
"Ice Imperial Barrier!"
A layer of blue ice water flowed around Zhao Feng's body and turned into a bright barrier of ice and lightning.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng's defense was impregnable.
After fusing with the Celestial Water Crystal Lotus, the power of the Ice Imperial Spear had risen to another level.
Adding on Nan Gongsheng's powerful spatial domain, they were able to charge toward the coffin without any resistance.
"Not good!"
Xin Wuheng realized that the situation had gone out of control.
One of the Purple-Haired Demonic Duo, the youth with the nose ring, had a unique ability and shocking battle-power. As for the other youth with purple hair, even he couldn't see through him.
He was sure that the yellow-robed middle-aged man and company weren't their match.
However:
At this moment, Xin Wuheng was barely able to seal the skeleton and barely block the combined attacks of Luo Zun and the Eighth Prince.
The Eighth Prince's strength was slightly stronger than the Eighth Prince's, and he seemed to be holding back.
Boom! Weng ~ ~
The Ancient Bronze Hanging Coffin in the depths of the tomb splashed with gorgeous ancient patterns of light, which were overflowing with light.
Zhao Feng and company were attacked by the three Kings when they arrived, and they landed on the bronze coffin as well.
"This coffin is actually an important material for forging Heaven-grade weapons and sacred weapons of the Wicked Dao – the Mystic Yin Ancient Bronze!"
The Eighth Prince took a deep breath as he inspected the coffin.
If he could obtain this bronze coffin, it would be of great help to the Imperial Family and the accumulation of his power.
However, Zhao Feng wasn't very interested in the Mystic Yin Ancient Bronze. Instead, it was the wicked aura of a Soul Dao treasure that was extremely tempting to him.
This was because Zhao Feng only needed to strengthen his soul a bit more and he would be able to awaken his Emperor Intent.
This would increase his strength by leaps and bounds.
"Open!"
Zhao Feng roared as he kicked toward the bronze coffin.
"This brat dares to kick the Mystic Yin Ancient Bronze? Not only is this material tough, it also contains a terrifying wicked power."
The Eighth Prince and Luo Zun couldn't help but reveal mocking expressions.
Bam!
Bam! Zhao Feng's foot landed on the bronze coffin, and a soul-shaking explosion resounded across the entire underground tomb as a powerful wave of air and dust covered the area.
The power and strength of that kick made the blood of everyone present tremble.
"What a strong body!!"
Waves appeared in the hearts of the Eighth Prince and Luo Zun.
They hadn't seen each other for a few months, and Zhao Feng had already grown to such a level.
Creak!
Under the tyrannical force of that kick, the bronze coffin's mouth moved a tiny slit, and waves of shocking treasure light burst out.
There was a wicked Soul Dao aura that made everyone's souls feel pressured. This was the Soul Dao treasure that Zhao Feng needed!
Zhao Feng's figure shook slightly as green flames spat out from his green shoes. A layer of bright red flames destroyed the Mystic Yin from the Mystic Yin Ancient Bronze.
"What a precise kick!"
Xin Wuheng couldn't help but cheer from not far away.
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