Plane: Apostle of the Secret Realm

The indigenous young patriarch fell into the dust. Although he was not dead, he also lost the ability to continue fighting;
The injury to the soul was more serious than the injury to the body. The young patriarch struggled to stand up from the ground, the corners of his eyes twitched, his face was filled with a ferocious look of enduring pain, he held a sword in one hand, and the other hand pressed against his temple, his eyes stared at him in horror. With Xu Feng.

"You, outsider, you..." The young patriarch looked shaky, and the clansmen behind rushed up to protect him in the center. One of them took out a few fingernail-sized fruits and stuffed them into the young patriarch's mouth.

"Battle formation!" The native guarding the young patriarch suddenly opened his mouth and roared.

Like ghosts, the remaining seven or eight Xianyuan natives moved quickly like the wind and gathered together to form a semicircular battle formation.

They seemed to be bound by an invisible force, and they exuded a biting fighting spirit in every gesture.Everyone stood upright, their eyes fixed on the front, and their muscles tensed, revealing an unstoppable force.

Their movements are like weaving an invisible net, tightly enclosing the surrounding space.Each Aboriginal personified as a warrior, exuding an innate courage and fearlessness.Their bodies seemed to be dyed red by the blood of war, and every drop of sweat seemed to contain endless fighting spirit.

The moment the battle formation was formed, the entire battlefield seemed to have fallen into silence.Xu Feng frowned slightly, and he vaguely felt that the seven or eight people in front of him seemed to condense their strength into one, and a layer of transparent defensive energy emerged on the surface of their bodies.

The strongest native stood in the front, his eyes were extremely firm, staring at Xu Feng, as if he was looking at a ferocious prey.He stretched out his hand, tightly grasping the seemingly simple weapons in his hand, feeling the power they brought.

"bloody battle!"

The native at the head held up the bronze spear in his hand and let out a roar;

"Blood battle!" The companions behind him also roared, responding to him, and for a while, everyone's aura reached its peak;
"Battle formation?" A smile appeared on the corner of Xu Feng's mouth, and he said softly to himself, "I know a thing or two about formation!"

The next moment, Xu Feng's real world domain slowly unfolded.In the domain, a deep night sky unfolded in front of his eyes, with stars twinkling like a black sky curtain decorated with thousands of diamonds. The 36 stars emit dazzling light, and they move slowly in the sky, like dancing elves.

There was a strong murderous aura in the sky, as if the entire universe was shrouded in a bloody atmosphere.

"Little Zhou Tianxing Fighting Formation - Destroy!"

Xu Feng murmured in a low voice, his voice echoed throughout the entire field like a dragon chant or a phoenix cry.

Following his call, four divine beasts suddenly emerged from the void.A giant dragon hovered in the sky, making a deafening dragon roar; a phoenix spread its wings high, emitting fiery flames; a huge tortoise opened its mouth and let out a heavy roar; a white tiger with wings flickered With a magical light.

These four divine beasts are distributed in all directions. With their majesty and mystery, the entire domain seems to be immersed in a sacred atmosphere.

"Let's see if it's your battle formation or my little Zhou Tianxing's battle formation!" Xu Feng laughed.

As soon as Little Zhou Tianxing battle formation came out, the natives of Xianyuan on the opposite side showed terrified expressions on their faces. Even the battle formation just formed became unstable, and their breath began to become chaotic.

"How is it possible? The upper clan cared about no longer existing, how could it reappear in the Zhoutian star formation..." The indigenous young patriarch looked at the 36 stars shining in Xu Feng's domain, as if he had seen something terrible, and his face was filled with fear , Even the body couldn't help trembling slightly.

This kind of fear seems to be engraved into every cell of their body, and into their DNA. Even after thousands or tens of thousands of years, this kind of fear will not disappear, and it will not be transferred by human will!
The next moment, 36 stars in the universe burst into dazzling brilliance, like a string of twinkling meteors across the night sky.They shone with a mysterious light, like the favor of the gods, which could not be ignored for a moment.These stars rushed towards the battle formation of Xianyuan natives like rockets, making deafening roars, as if the power of the universe gathered here.

The moment the star beams came into contact with the indigenous battle formation, there was a deafening roar, and the once indestructible battle formation collapsed in an instant, as if encountering an irresistible natural enemy.Even the domain power of a domain-level powerhouse cannot gain the slightest advantage in front of the indigenous battle formation.However, in front of Xu Feng's domain skills, this seemingly indestructible battle formation seemed as fragile as paper.

Even Xu Feng couldn't believe what he saw. He thought it would be a hard fight, but he didn't expect...

After the 36 heavy blows, none of the members of the indigenous tribes on the battlefield was spared, and they were wiped out.Only the young patriarch, who was tightly protected by the battle formation, survived by chance.However, at this time, he was even more embarrassed than before.His fairy-level bronze armor was already in tatters, losing its original solid defense ability, hanging on his body like a piece of weak scrap iron.

The indigenous young patriarch was lying on the ground with his back facing the sky. Although he was protected by the battle array and the immortal bronze armor, he was seriously injured at this time. Zhou Tian Xing Douzhen... Could it be that the Shang Clan is also returning?"

The next moment, a shadow blocked his sight, and Xu Feng, the indigenous young patriarch who had corrupted the bird's head, looked at him expressionlessly.

"Tell me everything about Little Zhou Tian Xingdouzhen, maybe I can spare your life!" Xu Feng stared at him and said coldly.

The indigenous young patriarch looked at Xu Feng, and suddenly laughed, coughing up blood and laughing loudly: "It turns out that you have not obtained the inheritance of the upper clan at all, just like us, you are just a thief, hahahaha..."

The laughter gradually stopped, and the indigenous young patriarch quickly turned into a corpse, but there was still a weird laugh on his face.

Xu Feng bent down and snatched the bronze sword from the young patriarch's hand. Looking at the cracks all over the blade, Xu Feng couldn't help but frowned. He checked the attributes carefully. Sure enough, it was a low-grade one-handed sword of the immortal rank. It's a pity that it is already dilapidated, and its durability has even dropped to 1 point;
To repair it, three special immortal materials are needed, and at the same time, a foundry master with the title of Grand Master is required to repair it.

"Pity……"

Xu Feng couldn't help sighing, and was about to throw it away, but he seemed to have thought of something, and put the immortal bronze sword that could no longer be used into the space package.

"This long sword may be worthless to me, but to those foundries, it may have some research value..." Xu Feng thought to himself: "When we meet Zhao Ruhai again in the future, we can take this broken sword The Immortal Rank one-handed sword was given to him..."

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Today is estimated to be [-] words, I took a nap at noon