Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1499 The battle situation is grim! (2 more)
"call!"

Ling Feng breathed the fresh air very freely. Now that his strength has increased greatly, and the return of the king, it is time to settle the old accounts.

For the current plan, I should first find some disciples of the Temple of Conquest, and ask about the current situation. Yang Zhen is being manipulated by the barbarians with some witchcraft. If the disciples of the Temple of Conquest are still staying with this guy, I'm afraid it's very dangerous.

Ling Feng didn't care about the others, but people like Chu Tiange and Feng Ling were his companions, and he didn't want to see anything happen to them.

After thinking for a while, Ling Feng said to the giant shark at his feet: "Zi Feng, how long can you control this beast?"

"The essence of parasitism is to devour one's vitality and transform it into mine. As long as I don't take the initiative to give up this beast, its vitality can last at least half a year."

Zi Feng smiled authentically.

This guy's appetite is also getting bigger and bigger. The great emperor-level beast with such a strong vitality is actually only enough for it to devour for half a year.

"Half a year, that's easy."

Ling Feng nodded, and said slowly: "Zi Feng, don't give up this body yet, and control this fierce beast lurking in the nearby watershed, when the time comes, I will find a way to lure Wen Te Yang Zhen and others here , with this ferocious beast you control, plus me, it should be more than enough to deal with two Wendt-level powerhouses."

"Oh……"

Zi Feng nodded, "Okay then, master, I will stay here for now, but I can't perfectly display the true strength of this beast, so don't have too much hope."

"It's okay. With the tyrannical body of this ferocious beast, even standing up and letting Winter fight, it can delay a lot of time."

"Master, you actually treat me like a sandbag!" Zi Feng was instantly unhappy.

"It's not your body, why are you so distressed!"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, touched the giant shark's back with one foot, and said calmly: "Zi Feng, you control this beast to lurk, and wait for my news!"

Relying on the spiritual connection between him and Zifeng, he only needs to be within a certain distance to communicate through spiritual consciousness. In this hunting battlefield, it is much easier to use than any communication magic weapon.

"All right!"

Zifeng controlled the giant shark, nodded his huge head, sank into the depths of the water, and restrained his breath quite cunningly.

"With the power of that ferocious beast and Zi Feng's control, it should be more than enough to deal with Yang Zhen. I just don't know if that guy Wen Te is dead!"

Ling Feng flew up, escaped into the clouds, and secretly analyzed in his heart: "Now it is clear that Song Feilian is the peak combat power on the side of the Hall of Conquest, because Yang Zhen is already equivalent to the enemy, so it is really time for the decisive battle At that time, the Hall of Conquest will not only face the Great Fox Clan Emperor of the Yao Clan, but also Yang Zhen. If Wen Te is not dead, Sein Feilian wants to rely on his own strength to deal with the other three who are as powerful as him. If you are a strong person, it is almost impossible."

And the most likely ending is that Song Feilian and one of the strong men will both lose, and then the remaining party will benefit.

Expanding his infinite vision, Ling Feng began to search for traces of the disciples of the Hall of Conquest or Wen Te and others.

……

Somewhere in the hunting battlefield, an extremely secret place.

"Are there less than 20 people left?"

Song Feilian's complexion was slightly pale, surrounded by Donghuang Xuanyi and other powerful emperors.

In the team, many brothers are fighting against the Yaozu, and their lives are gone. Although they should be aware of death when they decide to participate in the hunting battlefield, but when they really face death, how can they die? No one can be completely indifferent.

After leaving Yang Zhen's team, Song Feilian sent people to gather the other disciples who had dispersed, and finally formed a team of more than 50 people.

In the next ten days, they and the Yaozu fought repeatedly. Although Song Feilian was powerful and could basically tell the Yaozu to repel them, his tactics were not very clever. During the provocations, many subordinates would often be taken away by the other party.

Obviously, the other party used the simplest tactic of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, but Song Feilian was deceived many times. Today, he has not become a polished commander, and it is still because of Donghuang Xuanyi's hard work to support him.

Right now, everyone's morale is low, whether it's Song Feilian or Yang Zhen, their faces are obviously very ugly.

The most unacceptable thing for everyone is that a few days ago, they found the canyon where Yang Zhen and Wen Te teamed up to kill more than [-] disciples of the Hall of Conquest. They got a news like a bolt from the blue.

Yang Zhen, betrayed!

Yang Zhen has teamed up with Emperor Wen Te, and this news undoubtedly made the current situation even worse.

After that, Yang Zhen and Wen Te didn't act again. It was obvious that they planned to come out to reap the benefits of the fisherman at the last moment of fighting the monster clan in the Hall of Conquest, on the day of the decisive battle.

Once two junior great emperors of the level of Heavenly Slayer and Ten Absolutes join forces, the consequences will be very serious.

After all, in a sense, the Barbarians and the Monster Races are still an alliance. It's one thing whether they are in harmony, but on their side, it is equivalent to having three people with comparable strength to Sein Feilian.

No matter how you look at it, the hope of the Palace of Conquest's final victory is extremely slim.

"Hey, maybe there are still some disciples who have been dispersed, but they definitely don't have much combat power."

Donghuang Xuanyi shook his head, and said slowly: "Ten days have passed, and Ling Feng is still missing. I think that kid may have died in Wen Te's hands. Wen Te and Yang Zhen teamed up. Terrible!"

Song Feilian sighed softly, "It's because of my momentary indecision that led to today's situation. If I insisted on taking all the disciples away, they wouldn't be killed by Yang Zhen and Ling Feng. Leave him behind!"

"The matter has come to this point, and it is meaningless to talk about it." Donghuang Xuanyi said in a deep voice: "Who would have thought that Yang Zhen would actually rebel!"

As the supreme commander, but they turned traitor, if it wasn't for Ling Feng, maybe they would have died at the hands of monsters, or maybe they would have all been trapped and killed in that canyon, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Junior Brother Donghuang, if we continue to fight, how much chance do we have?"

With his hands behind his back, Song Feilian had a solemn expression on his face. The current situation made him feel a little hopeless.

"Senior Brother Song, if even you give up, then there is no hope."

Donghuang Xuanyi clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "As long as the hunting battlefield is not over for a day, we still have hope. In any case, we still have a certain advantage in terms of numbers. As long as we reduce casualties, maybe in the end... ..."

Donghuang Xuanyi sighed softly, "We can win by numbers!"

After much deliberation, Donghuang Xuanyi only thought of this way to win. Although it is a bit disgraceful, whether it is a direct confrontation or a sneak attack, with their current strength and fighting spirit, it is basically impossible to succeed.

The only good thing is that it is quite hidden here!

"call out!"

Suddenly, a figure came from the sky, and for a while, people were panicked.

(End of this chapter)