God-level Pet Evolution System

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It's just that the spiritual pressure is like an invisible mountain pressing down, Feng Yixiu almost fell to his knees.

Only now did he realize that he was not lying when he said that killing himself was like crushing an ant, he really had the strength

The oppression he gave himself was even stronger than when Master Xuanji was in full victory.

Just when Feng Yixiu was about to be overwhelmed, the figures of the four suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Master Xuanji and the others who immediately felt the pressure on Feng Yixiu fade away like a tide. The four Zhan Lingzun in front of him also had a strong sense of security in their hearts.

Although everyone is a competitor on weekdays, when facing the same enemy, all war spirit masters are partners on the same front

"Your opponent is us." Teacher Xuanji slowly condensed the spiritual soldiers in his hands, staring fixedly at the high priest.

Lu Changzhen and the others gathered their spirit soldiers with serious faces, and four complete battle spirits surrounded the high priest.

The high priest didn't panic at all, and said with a sneer, "A group of ants also want to kill the dragon"

"High Priest, let's count the old and new grudges together, you don't want to get out of this place today." Teacher Xuanji said furiously without concealing his violent murderous aura.

"Jie Jie Jie, just relying on you bastards, you also want to fight with me"

"Let you see my true body of the blood demon." The high priest Kasyapa opened his arms, enveloping him with a rich spiritual power like blood.

I saw a huge skeleton giant slowly condensing behind him, and the red blood burned like a flame.

This skeleton giant is about 100 meters tall, holding a huge sickle in his right hand. The end of the sickle is connected by an iron lock, and the other end has a smaller sickle, which is tightly held by its left hand.

Feng Yixiu looked up at the huge blood demon avatar, but he didn't react for a long time.

"This is the true strength of the high priests of the Heavenly Fiends," Feng Yixiu said to himself.

This is completely different from the mid-level demon angel he met for the first time, the two are simply worlds apart

Feng Yixiu could clearly feel the spiritual power of Peng Bai in the blood demon's avatar, and he might not even be able to resist a single move

Teacher Xuanji was also shocked when he saw the huge blood demon avatar, and said, "You have broken through to the eighth-level blood spirit venerable."

"Jie Jie Jie Xuanji, don't forget that you have been lying in the hospital for three years, and I have not been idle during this time."

"Now I am the eighth-level Blood Spirit Venerable, and you don't even have an ultimate battle spirit. Let me see what you can fight with me." The high priest's laughter was very arrogant, and the surrounding monsters also burst into laughter Voices.

The difference between the seventh-level war spirit and the eighth-level war spirit is the difference between whether there is an ultimate war spirit, but the gap is like a natural moat.

The later the cultivation of the War Spirit Master, the more difficult it will be. If there is no breakthrough after that, it will take a hundred times or even a thousand times more effort than before.

After that, the difference between even a small level is huge, let alone a leap between large levels.

That also means that even if Xuanji and the others work together, they may not be the opponent of the high priest.

For a while, Xuanji and the other four Zhan Lingzun looked at each other, but none of them took even a step back.

"If you are sensible, whoever hands that kid to me, I can let him go." The high priest was a little surprised that none of the four retreated, and then seduced him.

It's just that the spiritual pressure is like an invisible mountain pressing down, Feng Yixiu almost fell to his knees.

Only now did he realize that he was not lying when he said that killing himself was like crushing an ant, he really had the strength

The oppression he gave himself was even stronger than when Master Xuanji was in full victory.

Just when Feng Yixiu was about to be overwhelmed, the figures of the four suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Master Xuanji and the others who immediately felt the pressure on Feng Yixiu fade away like a tide. The four Zhan Lingzun in front of him also had a strong sense of security in their hearts.

Although everyone is a competitor on weekdays, when facing the same enemy, all war spirit masters are partners on the same front

"Your opponent is us." Teacher Xuanji slowly condensed the spiritual soldiers in his hands, staring fixedly at the high priest.

Lu Changzhen and the others gathered their spirit soldiers with serious faces, and four complete battle spirits surrounded the high priest.

The high priest didn't panic at all, and said with a sneer, "A group of ants also want to kill the dragon"

"High Priest, let's count the old and new grudges together, you don't want to get out of this place today." Teacher Xuanji said furiously without concealing his violent murderous aura.

"Jie Jie Jie, just relying on you bastards, you also want to fight with me"

"Let you see my true body of the blood demon." The high priest Kasyapa opened his arms, enveloping him with a rich spiritual power like blood.

I saw a huge skeleton giant slowly condensing behind him, and the red blood burned like a flame.

This skeleton giant is about 100 meters tall, holding a huge sickle in his right hand. The end of the sickle is connected by an iron lock, and the other end has a smaller sickle, which is tightly held by its left hand.

Feng Yixiu looked up at the huge blood demon avatar, but he didn't react for a long time.

"This is the true strength of the high priests of the Heavenly Fiends," Feng Yixiu said to himself.

This is completely different from the mid-level demon angel he met for the first time.

The two are simply worlds apart

Feng Yixiu could clearly feel the spiritual power of Peng Bai in the blood demon's avatar, and he might not even be able to resist a single move

Teacher Xuanji was also shocked when he saw the huge blood demon avatar, and said, "You have broken through to the eighth-level blood spirit venerable."

"Jie Jie Jie Xuanji, don't forget that you have been lying in the hospital for three years, and I have not been idle during this time."

"Now I am the eighth-level Blood Spirit Venerable, and you don't even have an ultimate battle spirit. Let me see what you can fight with me." The high priest's laughter was very arrogant, and the surrounding monsters also burst into laughter Voices.

The difference between the seventh-level war spirit and the eighth-level war spirit is the difference between whether there is an ultimate war spirit, but the gap is like a natural moat.

The later the cultivation of the War Spirit Master, the more difficult it will be. If there is no breakthrough after that, it will take a hundred times or even a thousand times more effort than before.

After that, the difference between even a small level is huge, let alone a leap between large levels.

That also means that even if Xuanji and the others work together, they may not be the opponent of the high priest.

For a while, Xuanji and the other four Zhan Lingzun looked at each other, but none of them took even a step back.

"If you are sensible, whoever handed over that kid to me, I can let him go." The high priest was a little surprised that none of the four retreated, and then seductively said.

It's just that the spiritual pressure is like an invisible mountain pressing down, Feng Yixiu almost fell to his knees.

Only now did he realize that he was not lying when he said that killing himself was like crushing an ant, he really had the strength

The oppression he gave himself was even stronger than when Master Xuanji was in full victory.

Just when Feng Yixiu was about to be overwhelmed, the figures of the four suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Master Xuanji and the others who immediately felt the pressure on Feng Yixiu fade away like a tide. The four Zhan Lingzun in front of him also had a strong sense of security in their hearts.

Although everyone is a competitor on weekdays, when facing the same enemy, all war spirit masters are partners on the same front

"Your opponent is us." Teacher Xuanji slowly condensed the spiritual soldiers in his hands, staring fixedly at the high priest.

Lu Changzhen and the others gathered their spirit soldiers with serious faces, and four complete battle spirits surrounded the high priest.

The high priest didn't panic at all, and said with a sneer, "A group of ants also want to kill the dragon"

"High Priest, let's count the old and new grudges together, you don't want to get out of this place today." Teacher Xuanji said furiously without concealing his violent murderous aura.

"Jie Jie Jie, just relying on you bastards, you also want to fight with me"

"Let you see my true body of the blood demon." The high priest Kasyapa opened his arms, enveloping him with a rich spiritual power like blood.

I saw a huge skeleton giant slowly condensing behind him, and the red blood burned like a flame.

This skeleton giant is about 100 meters tall, holding a huge sickle in his right hand. The end of the sickle is connected by an iron lock, and the other end has a smaller sickle, which is tightly held by its left hand.

Feng Yixiu looked up at the huge blood demon avatar, but he didn't react for a long time.

"This is the true strength of the high priests of the Heavenly Fiends," Feng Yixiu said to himself.

This is completely different from the mid-level demon angel he met for the first time, the two are simply worlds apart

Feng Yixiu could clearly feel the spiritual power of Peng Bai in the blood demon's avatar, and he might not even be able to resist a single move

Teacher Xuanji was also shocked when he saw the huge blood demon avatar, and said, "You have broken through to the eighth-level blood spirit venerable."

"Jie Jie Jie Xuanji, don't forget that you have been lying in the hospital for three years, and I have not been idle during this time."

"Now I am the eighth-level Blood Spirit Venerable, and you don't even have an ultimate battle spirit. Let me see what you can fight with me." The high priest's laughter was very arrogant, and the surrounding monsters also burst into laughter Voices.

The difference between the seventh-level war spirit and the eighth-level war spirit is the difference between whether there is an ultimate war spirit, but the gap is like a natural moat.

The later the cultivation of the War Spirit Master, the more difficult it will be. If there is no breakthrough after that, it will take a hundred times or even a thousand times more effort than before.

After that, the difference between even a small level is huge, let alone a leap between large levels.

That also means that even if Xuanji and the others work together, they may not be the opponent of the high priest.

For a while, Xuanji and the other four Zhan Lingzun looked at each other, but none of them took even a step back.

"If you are sensible, whoever hands that kid to me, I can let him go." The high priest was a little surprised that none of the four retreated, and then seduced him.

It's just that the spiritual pressure is like an invisible mountain pressing down, Feng Yixiu almost fell to his knees.

Only now did he realize that he was not lying when he said that killing himself was like crushing an ant, he really had the strength

The oppression he gave himself was even stronger than when Master Xuanji was in full victory.

Just when Feng Yixiu was about to be overwhelmed, the figures of the four suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Master Xuanji and the others who immediately felt the pressure on Feng Yixiu fade away like a tide. The four Zhan Lingzun in front of him also had a strong sense of security in their hearts.

Although everyone is a competitor on weekdays, when facing the same enemy, all war spirit masters are partners on the same front

"Your opponent is us"

Teacher Xuanji slowly condensed the spirit weapon in his hands, and fixed his eyes on the high priest.

Lu Changzhen and the others gathered their spirit soldiers with serious faces, and four complete battle spirits surrounded the high priest.

The high priest didn't panic at all, and said with a sneer, "A group of ants also want to kill the dragon"

"High Priest, let's count the old and new grudges together, you don't want to get out of this place today." Teacher Xuanji said furiously without concealing his violent murderous aura.

"Jie Jie Jie, just relying on you bastards, you also want to fight with me"

"Let you see my true body of the blood demon." The high priest Kasyapa opened his arms, enveloping him with a rich spiritual power like blood.

I saw a huge skeleton giant slowly condensing behind him, and the red blood burned like a flame.

This skeleton giant is about 100 meters tall, holding a huge sickle in his right hand. The end of the sickle is connected by an iron lock, and the other end has a smaller sickle, which is tightly held by its left hand.

Feng Yixiu looked up at the huge blood demon avatar, but he didn't react for a long time.

"This is the true strength of the high priests of the Heavenly Fiends," Feng Yixiu said to himself.

This is completely different from the mid-level demon angel he met for the first time, the two are simply worlds apart

Feng Yixiu could clearly feel the spiritual power of Peng Bai in the blood demon's avatar, and he might not even be able to resist a single move

Teacher Xuanji was also shocked when he saw the huge blood demon avatar, and said, "You have broken through to the eighth-level blood spirit venerable."

"Jie Jie Jie Xuanji, don't forget that you have been lying in the hospital for three years, and I have not been idle during this time."

"Now I am the eighth-level Blood Spirit Venerable, and you don't even have an ultimate battle spirit. Let me see what you can fight with me." The high priest's laughter was very arrogant, and the surrounding monsters also burst into laughter Voices.

The difference between the seventh-level war spirit and the eighth-level war spirit is the difference between whether there is an ultimate war spirit, but the gap is like a natural moat.

The later the cultivation of the War Spirit Master, the more difficult it will be. If there is no breakthrough after that, it will take a hundred times or even a thousand times more effort than before.

After that, the difference between even a small level is huge, let alone a leap between large levels.

That also means that even if Xuanji and the others work together, they may not be the opponent of the high priest.

For a while, Xuanji and the other four Zhan Lingzun looked at each other, but none of them took even a step back.

"If you are sensible, whoever hands that kid to me, I can let him go." The high priest was a little surprised that none of the four retreated, and then seduced him.

It's just that the spiritual pressure is like an invisible mountain pressing down, Feng Yixiu almost fell to his knees.

Only now did he realize that he was not lying when he said that killing himself was like crushing an ant, he really had the strength

The oppression he gave himself was even stronger than when Master Xuanji was in full victory.

Just when Feng Yixiu was about to be overwhelmed, the figures of the four suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Master Xuanji and the others who immediately felt the pressure on Feng Yixiu fade away like a tide. The four Zhan Lingzun in front of him also had a strong sense of security in their hearts.

Although everyone is a competitor on weekdays, when facing the same enemy, all war spirit masters are partners on the same front

"Your opponent is us." Teacher Xuanji slowly condensed the spiritual soldiers in his hands, staring fixedly at the high priest.

Lu Changzhen and the others gathered their spirit soldiers with serious faces, and four complete battle spirits surrounded the high priest.

The high priest didn't panic at all, and said with a sneer, "A group of ants also want to kill the dragon"

"High Priest, let's count the old and new grudges together, you don't want to get out of this place today." Teacher Xuanji said furiously without concealing his violent murderous aura.

"Jie Jie Jie, just relying on you bastards, you also want to fight with me"

"Let you see my true body of the blood demon." The high priest Kasyapa opened his arms, enveloping him with a rich spiritual power like blood.

I saw a huge skeleton giant slowly condensing behind him, and the red blood burned like a flame.

This skeleton giant is about 100 meters tall, holding a huge sickle in his right hand. The end of the sickle is connected by an iron lock, and the other end has a smaller sickle, which is tightly held by its left hand.

Feng Yixiu looked up at the huge blood demon avatar, but he didn't react for a long time.

"This is the true strength of the high priests of the Heavenly Fiends," Feng Yixiu said to himself.

This is completely different from the mid-level demon angel he met for the first time, the two are simply worlds apart

Feng Yixiu could clearly feel the spiritual power of Peng Bai in the blood demon's avatar, and he might not even be able to resist a single move

Teacher Xuanji was also shocked when he saw the huge blood demon avatar, and said, "You have broken through to the eighth-level blood spirit venerable."

"Jie Jie Jie Xuanji, don't forget that you have been lying in the hospital for three years, and I have not been idle during this time."

"Now I am the eighth-level Blood Spirit Venerable, and you don't even have an ultimate battle spirit. Let me see what you can fight with me." The high priest's laughter was very arrogant, and the surrounding monsters also burst into laughter Voices.

The difference between the seventh-level war spirit and the eighth-level war spirit is the difference between whether there is an ultimate war spirit, but the gap is like a natural moat.

The later the cultivation of the War Spirit Master, the more difficult it will be. If there is no breakthrough after that, it will take a hundred times or even a thousand times more effort than before.

After that, the difference between even a small level is huge, let alone a leap between large levels.

That also means that even if Xuanji and the others work together, they may not be the opponent of the high priest.

For a while, Xuanji and the other four Zhan Lingzun looked at each other, but none of them took even a step back.

"If you are sensible, whoever handed over that kid to me, I can let him go." The high priest was a little surprised that none of the four retreated, and then seductively said.

It's just that the spiritual pressure is like an invisible mountain pressing down, Feng Yixiu almost fell to his knees.

Only now did he realize that he was not lying when he said that killing himself was like crushing an ant, he really had the strength

The oppression he gave himself was even stronger than when Master Xuanji was in full victory.

Just when Feng Yixiu was about to be overwhelmed, the figures of the four suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Master Xuanji and the others who immediately felt the pressure on Feng Yixiu fade away like a tide. The four Zhan Lingzun in front of him also had a strong sense of security in their hearts.

Although everyone is a competitor on weekdays, when facing the same enemy, all war spirit masters are partners on the same front

"Your opponent is us." Teacher Xuanji slowly condensed the spiritual soldiers in his hands, staring fixedly at the high priest.

Lu Changzhen and the others gathered their spirit soldiers with serious faces, and four complete battle spirits surrounded the high priest.

The high priest didn't panic at all, and said with a sneer, "A group of ants also want to kill the dragon"

"High Priest, let's count the old and new grudges together, you don't want to get out of this place today." Teacher Xuanji said furiously without concealing his violent murderous aura.

"Jie Jie Jie, just relying on you bastards, you also want to fight with me"

"Let you see my true body of the blood demon." The high priest Kasyapa opened his arms, enveloping him with a rich spiritual power like blood.

I saw a huge skeleton giant slowly condensing behind him, and the red blood burned like a flame.

This skeleton giant is about 100 meters tall, holding a huge sickle in his right hand. The end of the sickle is connected by an iron lock, and the other end has a smaller sickle, which is tightly held by its left hand.

Feng Yixiu looked up at the huge blood demon avatar, but he didn't react for a long time.

"This is the true strength of the high priests of the Heavenly Fiends," Feng Yixiu said to himself.

This is completely different from the mid-level demon angel he met for the first time, the two are simply worlds apart

Feng Yixiu could clearly feel the spiritual power of Peng Bai in the blood demon's avatar, and he might not even be able to resist a single move

Teacher Xuanji was also shocked when he saw the huge blood demon avatar, and said, "You have broken through to the eighth-level blood spirit venerable."

"Jie Jie Jie Xuanji, don't forget that you have been lying in the hospital for three years, and I have not been idle during this time."

"Now I am the eighth-level Blood Spirit Venerable, and you don't even have an ultimate battle spirit. Let me see what you can fight with me." The high priest's laughter was very arrogant, and the surrounding monsters also burst into laughter Voices.

The difference between the seventh-level war spirit and the eighth-level war spirit is the difference between whether there is an ultimate war spirit, but the gap is like a natural moat.

The later the cultivation of the War Spirit Master, the more difficult it will be. If there is no breakthrough after that, it will take a hundred times or even a thousand times more effort than before.

After that, the difference between even a small level is huge, let alone a leap between large levels.

That also means that even if Xuanji and the others work together, they may not be the opponent of the high priest.

For a while, Xuanji and the other four Zhan Lingzun looked at each other, but none of them took even a step back.

"If you are sensible, whoever handed over that kid to me, I can let him go." The high priest was a little surprised that none of the four retreated, and then seductively said.

It's just that the spiritual pressure is like an invisible mountain pressing down, Feng Yixiu almost fell to his knees.

Only now did he realize that he was not lying when he said that killing himself was like crushing an ant, he really had the strength

The oppression he gave himself was even stronger than when Master Xuanji was in full victory.

Just when Feng Yixiu was about to be overwhelmed, the figures of the four suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Master Xuanji and the others who immediately felt the pressure on Feng Yixiu fade away like a tide. The four Zhan Lingzun in front of him also had a strong sense of security in their hearts.

Although everyone is a competitor on weekdays, when facing the same enemy, all war spirit masters are partners on the same front

"Your opponent is us." Teacher Xuanji slowly condensed the spiritual soldiers in his hands, staring fixedly at the high priest.

Lu Changzhen and the others gathered their spirit soldiers with serious faces, and four complete battle spirits surrounded the high priest.

The high priest didn't panic at all, and said with a sneer, "A group of ants also want to kill the dragon"

"High Priest, let's count the old and new grudges together, you don't want to get out of this place today." Teacher Xuanji said furiously without concealing his violent murderous aura.

"Jie Jie Jie, just relying on you bastards, you also want to fight with me"

"Let you see my true body of the blood demon." The high priest Kasyapa opened his arms, enveloping him with a rich spiritual power like blood.

I saw a huge skeleton giant slowly condensing behind him, and the red blood burned like a flame.

The skeleton giant

It is about 100 meters high, holding a huge sickle in its right hand. The end of the sickle is connected by an iron lock, and the other end has a smaller sickle, which is tightly held by its left hand.

Feng Yixiu looked up at the huge blood demon avatar, but he didn't react for a long time.

"This is the true strength of the high priests of the Heavenly Fiends," Feng Yixiu said to himself.

This is completely different from the mid-level demon angel he met for the first time, the two are simply worlds apart

Feng Yixiu could clearly feel the spiritual power of Peng Bai in the blood demon's avatar, and he might not even be able to resist a single move

Teacher Xuanji was also shocked when he saw the huge blood demon avatar, and said, "You have broken through to the eighth-level blood spirit venerable."

"Jie Jie Jie Xuanji, don't forget that you have been lying in the hospital for three years, and I have not been idle during this time."

"Now I am the eighth-level Blood Spirit Venerable, and you don't even have an ultimate battle spirit. Let me see what you can fight with me." The high priest's laughter was very arrogant, and the surrounding monsters also burst into laughter Voices.

The difference between the seventh-level war spirit and the eighth-level war spirit is the difference between whether there is an ultimate war spirit, but the gap is like a natural moat.

The later the cultivation of the War Spirit Master, the more difficult it will be. If there is no breakthrough after that, it will take a hundred times or even a thousand times more effort than before.

After that, the difference between even a small level is huge, let alone a leap between large levels.

That also means that even if Xuanji and the others work together, they may not be the opponent of the high priest.

For a while, Xuanji and the other four Zhan Lingzun looked at each other, but none of them took even a step back.

"If you are sensible, whoever hands that kid to me, I can let him go." The high priest was a little surprised that none of the four retreated, and then seduced him.

It's just that the spiritual pressure is like an invisible mountain pressing down, Feng Yixiu almost fell to his knees.

Only now did he realize that he was not lying when he said that killing himself was like crushing an ant, he really had the strength

The oppression he gave himself was even stronger than when Master Xuanji was in full victory.

Just when Feng Yixiu was about to be overwhelmed, the figures of the four suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Master Xuanji and the others who immediately felt the pressure on Feng Yixiu fade away like a tide. The four Zhan Lingzun in front of him also had a strong sense of security in their hearts.

Although everyone is a competitor on weekdays, when facing the same enemy, all war spirit masters are partners on the same front

"Your opponent is us." Teacher Xuanji slowly condensed the spiritual soldiers in his hands, staring fixedly at the high priest.

Lu Changzhen and the others gathered their spirit soldiers with serious faces, and four complete battle spirits surrounded the high priest.

The high priest didn't panic at all, and said with a sneer, "A group of ants also want to kill the dragon"

"High Priest, let's count the old and new grudges together, you don't want to get out of this place today." Teacher Xuanji said furiously without concealing his violent murderous aura.

"Jie Jie Jie, just relying on you bastards, you also want to fight with me"

"Let you see my true body of the blood demon." The high priest Kasyapa opened his arms, enveloping him with a rich spiritual power like blood.

I saw a huge skeleton giant slowly condensing behind him, and the red blood burned like a flame.

This skeleton giant is about 100 meters tall, holding a huge sickle in his right hand. The end of the sickle is connected by an iron lock, and the other end has a smaller sickle, which is tightly held by its left hand.

Feng Yixiu looked up at the huge blood demon avatar, but he didn't react for a long time.

"This is the true strength of the high priests of the Heavenly Fiends," Feng Yixiu said to himself.

This is completely different from the mid-level demon angel he met for the first time, the two are simply worlds apart

Feng Yixiu could clearly feel the spiritual power of Peng Bai in the blood demon's avatar, and he might not even be able to resist a single move

Teacher Xuanji was also shocked when he saw the huge blood demon avatar, and said, "You have broken through to the eighth-level blood spirit venerable."

"Jie Jie Jie Xuanji, don't forget that you have been lying in the hospital for three years, and I have not been idle during this time."

"Now I am the eighth-level Blood Spirit Venerable, and you don't even have an ultimate battle spirit. Let me see what you can fight with me." The high priest's laughter was very arrogant, and the surrounding monsters also burst into laughter Voices.

The difference between the seventh-level war spirit and the eighth-level war spirit is the difference between whether there is an ultimate war spirit, but the gap is like a natural moat.

The later the cultivation of the War Spirit Master, the more difficult it will be. If there is no breakthrough after that, it will take a hundred times or even a thousand times more effort than before.

After that, the difference between even a small level is huge, let alone a leap between large levels.

That also means that even if Xuanji and the others work together, they may not be the opponent of the high priest.

For a while, Xuanji and the other four Zhan Lingzun looked at each other, but none of them took even a step back.

"If you are sensible, whoever hands that kid to me, I can let him go." The high priest was a little surprised that none of the four retreated, and then seduced him.

It's just that the spiritual pressure is like an invisible mountain pressing down, Feng Yixiu almost fell to his knees.

Only now did he realize that he was not lying when he said that killing himself was like crushing an ant, he really had the strength

The oppression he gave himself was even stronger than when Master Xuanji was in full victory.

Just when Feng Yixiu was about to be overwhelmed, the figures of the four suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Master Xuanji and the others who immediately felt the pressure on Feng Yixiu fade away like a tide. The four Zhan Lingzun in front of him also had a strong sense of security in their hearts.

Although everyone is a competitor on weekdays, when facing the same enemy, all war spirit masters are partners on the same front

"Your opponent is us." Teacher Xuanji slowly condensed the spiritual soldiers in his hands, staring fixedly at the high priest.

Lu Changzhen and the others gathered their spirit soldiers with serious faces, and four complete battle spirits surrounded the high priest.

The high priest didn't panic at all, and said with a sneer, "A group of ants also want to kill the dragon"

"High Priest, let's count the old and new grudges together, you don't want to get out of this place today." Teacher Xuanji said furiously without concealing his violent murderous aura.

"Jie Jie Jie, just relying on you bastards, you also want to fight with me"

"Let you see my true body of the blood demon." The high priest Kasyapa opened his arms, enveloping him with a rich spiritual power like blood.

I saw a huge skeleton giant slowly condensing behind him, and the red blood burned like a flame.

This skeleton giant is about 100 meters tall, holding a huge sickle in his right hand. The end of the sickle is connected by an iron lock, and the other end has a smaller sickle, which is tightly held by its left hand.

Feng Yixiu looked up at the huge blood demon avatar, but he didn't react for a long time.

"This is the true strength of the high priests of the Heavenly Fiends," Feng Yixiu said to himself.

This is completely different from the mid-level demon angel he met for the first time, the two are simply worlds apart

Feng Yixiu could clearly feel the spiritual power of Peng Bai in the blood demon's avatar, and he might not even be able to resist a single move

Teacher Xuanji was also shocked when he saw the huge blood demon avatar, and said, "You have broken through to the eighth-level blood spirit venerable."

"Jie Jie Jie Xuanji, don't forget that you have been lying in the hospital for three years, and I have not been idle during this time."

"Now I am the eighth-level Blood Spirit Venerable, and you don't even have an ultimate battle spirit. Let me see what you can fight with me." The high priest's laughter was very arrogant, and the surrounding monsters also burst into laughter Voices.

The difference between the seventh-level war spirit and the eighth-level war spirit is the difference between whether there is an ultimate war spirit, but the gap is like a natural moat.

The later the cultivation of the War Spirit Master, the more difficult it will be. If there is no breakthrough after that, it will take a hundred times or even a thousand times more effort than before.

After that, the difference between even a small level is huge, let alone a leap between large levels.

That also means that even if Xuanji and the others work together, they may not be the opponent of the high priest.

For a while, Xuanji and the other four Zhan Lingzun looked at each other, but none of them took even a step back.

"If you are sensible, whoever handed over that kid to me, I can let him go." The high priest was a little surprised that none of the four retreated, and then seductively said.