The roars of the Golden-Winged Roc and Azure Phoenix echoed in everyone's ears.

The spiritual power above the Dao Immortal Realm was used without reservation.

This is a feud between the two races, and also a reflection of their strength and foundation.

"I'll show you what real strength is today."

Above the phantom of the Golden-Winged Roc, a beam of blazing sunlight burst forth.

"The sun rises in the east in triumph!"

Watching Peng Jiong display one of the strongest secret techniques within the Golden-Winged Roc clan.

Qingwu also dared not underestimate it.

The phantom of the Azure Phoenix behind him flickered once more.

Immediately following, eight identical phantoms, accompanied by a sky full of azure flames, plunged the entire Battle Spirit Arena into a sea of ​​azure fire.

Even through the light barrier, the other divine beast clans around could still feel the intense heat.

Seeing the two men's top-level secret techniques, the others knew very well that the outcome would be decided in an instant.

'boom--!'

A loud noise suddenly rang out.

Outside the light barrier, a figure was sent flying backward.

"Qingwu!"

Azure spiritual energy instantly enveloped the figure.

Qingwu has lost consciousness.

Seeing that pale face and the missing arm, the faces of the Qingfeng clan members were extremely gloomy.

They never expected that Qingwu would lose so completely.

One of the elders, Qingfeng, stood up and glared angrily at the area inhabited by the Golden-Winged Roc clan.

"What do you mean by this, Golden-Winged Roc?"

"Does this mean they don't respect our Azure Phoenix Clan?"

These words were spoken.

Within the Golden-Winged Roc region, several figures also stood up, each with a playful smile on their face.

"how?"

"Didn't you hear what my disciples said on the stage earlier?"

"If I make him kneel down, I can go easy on him."

"If you're bad, practice more. Otherwise, don't go on stage and embarrass yourself. Now that you've been beaten, are you so bad at playing?"

The elders of the Qingfeng clan were about to say something when they heard Qing Mu's deep voice.

"Sit down, all of you."

"Chief Qingfeng is indeed wise."

"After all, injuries are inevitable when fighting on the Battle Spirit Platform. If it really comes down to it, just admit defeat."

At this moment, the patriarch of the Golden-Winged Roc clan slowly spoke.

Although he appeared calm, his tone betrayed his smugness, which made the faces of the Qingfeng clan members even more unpleasant.

Qing Mu took out a pill and put it into Qing Wu's mouth, which brought some color back to her pale face.

She coughed up a mouthful of black blood and opened her eyes with some difficulty.

"Clan...Clan Chief, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

This time, he was carrying the weight of the entire Qingfeng clan's reputation, and he was well aware of what his failure meant.

If even he, a member of the Qingfeng clan, is no match for Peng Jiong, then there's no doubt that others will be no match for him.

This is also the most painful thing for Qingwu.

Qinglin, standing to the side, held his hand tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with heartache.

"What are you saying?"

"You should get some rest."

"I will avenge you."

Before everyone could react, Long Aotian slowly stood up in the Azure Phoenix area and walked towards the Battle Spirit Platform.

"Where did this stray dog ​​come from, barking incessantly?"

"It's so noisy..."

P.S.: A 4k-long chapter!