Spiritual Resurrection: I Awakened a Divine Martial Spirit

"Long Feng, we can only hold on for half a quarter of an hour, hurry up and take Lu Qingchen back to the academy, quick!"

Tian Lao, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, said to Long Feng through voice transmission.

At this moment, the two seniors were pale and their breath was a little messy.

It can be seen that the consumption of activating the holy weapon to seal the Eagle Saint was extremely huge for them.

"Chengfeng and I will cover the rear, you go first!"

Nangong Qianyue shouted tenderly, and several more blood-colored light beams shot out, tightly holding several emperors from the Monster Academy.

And Liu Chengfeng, who was holding the holy weapon, also tightly entangled the three emperors.

"Lu Qingchen, Han Meng, let's go!"

Long Feng roared and directly pulled the two people to fly in the direction of the Heavenly Dao Holy Academy.

"Boom--"

The huge flame light column fell down with a bang, directly blocking their way.

Immediately afterwards, another red-robed old man appeared on the cloud.

"Want to leave? Have you asked me about the Flame Temple?!"

The red-robed old man on the far end shouted coldly.

With a wave of his hand, a layer of flame light curtain instantly blocked the way of Lu Qingchen and others.

"What does the Flame Temple mean?"

Long Feng spoke solemnly, and then glanced at Lu Qingchen and Han Meng.

"The Palace Master has ordered that the Heavenly Dao Holy Academy hand over the student, and don't make things difficult for me!"

"Hehe, is the Flame Temple going to treat the Temple Covenant as nothing this time, just like the Thunder Temple?!"

Long Feng sneered and directly brought out the Temple Covenant.

"As long as the Heavenly Dao Holy Academy hands over the student, we will not take action."

Hearing the Temple Covenant, the old man on the cloud pondered for a moment and said these words.

"Impossible, don't even think about it!"

Before Long Feng could speak, Han Meng on the side had already answered for him.

"The Palace Master has already said that handing over that student will ensure nothing happens to your academy!

If you really don't want to hand him over, don't blame me for breaking the covenant and killing you all!"

The red-robed old man looked stern, and there was no room for negotiation in his tone.

"I'm here, you take Lu Qingchen away first..."

Long Feng spoke softly to Han Meng, and then took off the blood-colored bow behind him.

Chapter 156 Saint's death! Long Feng showed his power

"You..."

Seeing that Long Feng was actually planning to fight the saint alone, Han Meng hesitated a little.

"Don't talk nonsense, while the others haven't arrived yet, run away!"

Long Feng shouted and flew directly to the clouds.

After hearing what Long Feng said, Han Meng's face suddenly became a little complicated.

She was wondering whether she should stay to help Long Feng.

A second later, Han Meng still chose to believe what Long Feng said, gritted her teeth and took Lu Qingchen to flee directly in the direction of Tiandao Saint Academy.

"Haha, I really don't know whether to say you are courageous or stupid. You dare to stay alone."

Looking at Long Feng who was also standing in the clouds in front of him, the red-robed old man narrowed his eyes and spoke lightly.

"I have heard that the saint has the ability to penetrate the heaven and the earth. Today I can finally experience it."

Hearing the words of the red-robed old man, Long Feng smiled slightly and didn't care at all.

"Really? Since you are not afraid of death, today I will let you know how big the gap between the emperor and the saint is!"

The flames in the sky appeared out of thin air, turning into flying firebirds, sweeping towards Long Feng with a huge roar.

At the same time, the red-robed old man took a step forward.

A huge flaming foot stepped hard at the position where Long Feng was.

"Buzz——"

Long Feng looked at this scene expressionlessly, and then pulled the bowstring of the blood-colored bow, intending to take the attack of the saint head-on.

"Boom...!"

Long Feng used his own law as an arrow and shot directly at the attack that was about to fall.

Swish!

The huge flaming foot was pierced by the blood-colored arrow, but its might remained undiminished, and it continued to shoot fiercely at the red-robed old man.

"Hmph!"

Looking at the arrow shot towards him, the saint of the Flame Temple snorted coldly, waved his embroidered robe and directly dissolved it.

"Thinking that you can fight with the Saint Realm with a special weapon, I have to say that your vision is too short-sighted. The Saint Realm is not something you can guess."

After dissolving Long Feng's attack, the red-robed old man spoke proudly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Don't worry, it was just a warm-up just now."

Long Feng didn't pay attention to the words of the saint, but pulled the bowstring again.

But this time he didn't use his own law as an arrow.

"Buzz......!"

The bowstring sounded again, and the sound of pulling the bowstring this time even shook the entire Arctic ice field.

Rumble--

The white arrow cut through the void and shot into the chest of the saint of the Flame Temple at lightning speed.

"Puff——"

The red-robed old man was shot by an arrow, and before he could make a sound, his whole body was blown to pieces.

Even the fighting spirit in the sea of ​​spirit did not have time to escape.

"Is this the gap you mentioned, hehe..."

Putting away the blood-red longbow, Long Feng glanced at the pile of minced meat and shook his head helplessly.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock——"

After the red-robed old man fell, the sound of raindrops suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

Long Feng looked up, and at this moment the dim sky had turned blood red, and raindrops fell from the sky one by one.

However, these raindrops were not ordinary transparent colors, but blood-colored.

Time passed slowly, and the rain was getting heavier.

"Is the Saint's death a strange phenomenon..."

Long Feng looked at the scene in front of him, sighed, and then resolutely turned and flew towards the battlefield just now.

If Lu Qingchen was here, he would find that half of Long Feng's thick black hair had turned white and gray at this moment.

"This, this is... the Saint has fallen?!"

Looking at the blood rain all over the sky, Han Meng spoke in shock.

"The Saint has fallen, could it be that Dean Long killed the Saint of the Flame Temple?!"

Hearing that a Saint had fallen, Lu Qingchen's eyes suddenly became bright.

"I don't know, maybe it is, Long Feng has always been mysterious, anyway, I can never see through him."

Han Meng answered with a little hesitation, for Long Feng, she couldn't see through him at all.

"Uh... well, as long as Dean Long is fine, Master, should we go back to help them."

Lu Qingchen spoke with a serious look.

Just now, Lu Qingchen suddenly felt a familiar breath, and after that breath disappeared, a saint fell.

"Go back now? No, Long Feng just told me that I must bring you back to the academy safely first."

After hearing Lu Qingchen's words, Han Meng hurriedly shook her head and stopped Lu Qingchen's bold idea.

......

The battle continued. Under the continuous infusion of spiritual power from Tianlao and Shenglao, Eagle Saint still did not break free from the Big Dipper Map.

Although it seemed that Eagle Saint was trapped on the surface, everyone knew that this was only temporary.

This saint of the Thunder Temple would break free from it sooner or later.

Moreover, the two seniors had consumed countless spiritual power in their bodies to maintain the seal.

At this moment, their bodies were already beginning to crumble.

But even so, Tianlao and Shenglao still gritted their teeth to support.

Because they knew that once Eagle Saint escaped, it would be unlikely to trap him again.

Even they themselves might fall here.

"Boom--"

A huge sound rang out in the sealed space of the holy map. The Eagle Saint seemed to have noticed that the two old men were about to run out of spiritual power, and began to attack frantically.

"Puff--"

Under the Eagle Saint's crazy attack, the old saint suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his breath quickly weakened.