The Order of Purple Thorn

During the process of floating upwards, there were high quality Spirit Stone s that Nan Feng and Jing Yu could pick out.

When he was very close to the water surface, Nan Feng used his Soul Power to check and then pulled Jing Yu who was still floating upwards, "There are some people above, and quite a few of them are from Asura Race."

At this time, the Cultivator was already on alert because he had sensed Nan Feng's Soul Power probe.

Coincidentally, at this time, the people from the Magic wing Race arrived.

"Sorry! We, the Asura Race will be the first to arrive here. " Ji Nan said as she looked at Mo Yuan.

"It doesn't matter if they arrive first, right?" Mo Yuan opened his mouth, he understood Ji Nan's meaning, it was to force them to retreat, how was that possible? The Magic wing Race had paid a huge price to enter the place, but if he retreated the moment he saw the Asura Race, the price would not be in vain.

"What do you mean?" A cold expression appeared on Ji Nan's face.

"Then what do you mean by that? If your Asura Race wants to occupy this place, then don't take the benefits from my Magic wing Race for yourself. Mo Yuan's words were already a little impolite, because Ji Nan's words and actions were too overbearing.

Ji Nan looked at Mo Yuan, his eyes filled with killing intent. "As you wish."

Ji Nan thought that since the Magic wing Race did not reap any rewards, it would be equivalent to fighting to the death. No one in the Magic wing Race would be able to survive.

"Men, get ready to investigate." Ji Nan said to her men.

Mo Yuan also waved his hand and gave the order. There were many people in Asura Race, but only those who had fought before knew about Fighting power.

Magic wing Race was the beloved of the heavens. He had fought against Hundred Tribes Alliance before, and at that time, Asura Race was one of them, so he was not afraid of Asura Race at all.

Nan Feng's Soul Power had been probing the surface of the pond, and discovered that when the Magic wing Race and the Asura Race came down, their Soul Power turned and took Jing Yu back into their own Heavenly treasure. Facing Nan Feng's Soul Power package, Jing Yu did not dare to resist.

Nan Feng then placed the World Tree he was carrying into the water barrier, and then also entered the Zhuxian Pavilion in a flash, placing it on the World Tree's roots.

Worried that the Magic wing Race would take the initiative, Ji Nan sent half of her troops into the pond, and Mo Yuan also sent three clan members into the pond. He and a companion were by the pond side, and all of them were observed by Nan Feng, seven of them! There were two Magic wing Race s and five Asura Race s. There were seven Great Perfection of Immortal King s by the pool side, so Nan Feng felt that if she could fight, he wouldn't have any consequences even if she couldn't kill them all.

"Jing Yu, later on, you go out first. After you appear, your features of the Asura Race will show, and you will start killing towards the two Great Perfection of Immortal King s of the Magic wing Race, yelling that this is the territory of the Asura Race, don't think of obtaining any benefits from the Magic wing Race; after you attack, I will go kill the Asura Race. Un, this plan is still not bad." Nan Feng thought for a while and said.

Listening to Nan Feng's plan, Jing Yu's Body shook a little. Nan Feng's plan was a bit more ruthless, it was a plan of divergence. Magic wing Race would think that Asura Race had made a move, and Asura Race would think that Magic wing Race was retaliating.

Recognize Nan Feng? At this time, Nan Feng was already changing his clothes and had a cloak on him.

Sensing that the members of the Magic wing Race and the Asura Race were unable to investigate the situation on the water surface, Nan Feng nodded to Jing Yu and turned to leave the Zhuxian Pavilion.

Once Jing Yu left the Zhuxian Pavilion, he jumped out of the lake and rushed towards the Magic wing Race to kill him.

"Your Magic wing Race is so shameless, then let's fight! This is my Asura Race's territory. " Jing Yu, who was shouting, charged towards Mo Yuan and his comrades.

"You dare to make a move? Kill! " Mo Yuan and his companions rushed towards Jing Yu.

Ji Nan was dumbstruck, he did not know what was going on. Jing Yu was not one of the Team under his command, but Jing Yu's horn was definitely the Asura Race. The current Jing Yu was wearing a veils, he could not even make out her appearance.

While Ji Nan was still in shock, Nan Feng appeared. She was wearing a black cloak and carrying its roots, and after she appeared, he rushed towards Ji Nan and the others, "If you dare to attack, then kill!"

At this time, Nan Feng was wearing the same clothes as the black cloak, which was the same as the group of people under Mo Yuan's command.

Ji Nan and the rest, seeing that someone was attacking them, were naturally not stunned.

At this time, both Magic wing Race and the Asura Race didn't know who was fighting who, but they knew that the person who attacked them was their opponent, so they had to kill him.

The battle was very intense, and it didn't take long for people to fall. It was on Nan Feng's side that he used the soul's attack, causing a Asura Race's Great Perfection of Immortal King to stop circulating, and then directly blew his head off with a sword strike.

Nan Feng's Fighting power far surpassed his Great Perfection of Immortal King, even if Ji Nan brought along four comrades, it was still not his Opponent.

After the first fall, followed by the second, in the ruins of the World Tree, everyone's speed had been suppressed. After their speed had been reduced by a lot, Nan Feng's advantage in speed was even more obvious.

When it was just him and one of her comrades left, Ji Nan did not resist anymore. He turned around and ran, "Hold on, I'll go report today's matter to Elder."

Nan Feng released a burst of energy that pierced the head of the last Asura Race, but did not give chase. This was because it would be more valuable if Ji Nan could escape than die, if Asura Race were to blame this on the Magic wing Race, it would be interesting.

At this time, Jing Yu and Mo Yuan were battling intensely with another Magic wing Race.

Jing Yu was very strong, but Mo Yuan was also very strong. Nan Feng calculated that Mo Yuan's Fighting power would also be considered a strong person within the Great Perfection of Immortal King.

After thinking about it for a while, Nan Feng felt that he could not let the people of the Magic wing Race be alive.

"You hold him." Nan Feng rushed over to say a few words to Jing Yu, and then directly threw a punch at him.

"Which side are you from?" At this time, Mo Yuan knew that this was a trap. Nan Feng and Jing Yu were in a team, not only did they want to kill the Asura Race, they also wanted to kill him.

"Hundred Tribes Alliance, Nan Feng!" Nan Feng waved his God-Slaying Sword and thrusted at Mo Yuan.

The Sabre in Mo Yuan's hand blocked horizontally. He had seen that Nan Feng was very strong, but he was also very confident in himself, because his Body was a Great Perfection of Immortal King.

But the reality was different from what Mo Yuan thought. Not only was the strength of the Body high, with the support of the Non-Phase Gold Body, Nan Feng's strength had reached an unfathomable level. With this sword slash, even the Body was shaken so hard that it fell into the ground.

With one strike, Nan Feng unleashed his Soul Illusion World's Charge. Today, his goal was not only to take away the World Tree Seedling, but also to kill a fierce person.