Becoming a God by Amplifying the Effect of Cultivation

On the Qingluan clan side, the elegant man in a green phoenix robe who was leading the group did not show any change in expression.

He smiled and looked at the golden-armored man from the Dragon Scale Beast Tribe: "Long Qingcang, this spiritual mine was originally discovered by our Qingluan Tribe. Even if we go by the order of first come first served, it should be you, the Dragon Scale Beast Tribe, who should leave, right?"

Feng Jiuming and Long Qingcang are both very clear about the value of a huge spiritual mine.

No matter whether it is the Qingluan Clan or the Dragon Scale Beast Clan, once one of them controls this spiritual mine, they can quickly widen the gap with the other party and then completely trample the other party under their feet.

therefore.

How could they easily let the other party get this spiritual mine?

"Feng Jiuming, the wealth of nature and the treasures of heaven, have always been in the hands of the capable!"

Long Qingcang snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense. Since everyone wants to take this spiritual mine for themselves, then let's rely on our own abilities."

Before he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from his whole body, and he was ready to take action directly.

"Long Qingcang, this place still has two major demon tribes. Their strength and foundation are not much inferior to the Qingluan tribe and the Dragon Scale Beast Tribe. If the Dragon Scale Beast Tribe really fights the Qingluan tribe, no matter who wins in the end, I'm afraid it will only benefit the others."

Feng Jiuming's eyes were calm as he spoke calmly.

"What do you want?"

Long Qingcang's eyes fixed.

Although he acts in a domineering manner, he is not stupid.

Although the Dragon Scale Beast Clan is slightly stronger than the Blue Luan Clan, it is only slightly superior.

If a real fight breaks out, it will not be easy for the Dragon Scale Beast Tribe to defeat the Blue Luan Tribe.

Even if we can really defeat it, I'm afraid we will have to pay a very heavy price.

By the time.

If the remaining two top monster tribes take advantage of the situation, the Dragon Scale Beast Tribe will be in trouble.

"It's simple. You and I will fight to decide who will own the Spirit Mine."

Feng Jiuming smiled and said, "We will divide the Spirit Mine into five parts. Each side will fight five matches. Winning each match will gain ownership of one-fifth of the Spirit Mine. However, neither Demon King will participate in the fight. How do you do that?"

Long Qingcang's eyes flickered slightly.

It is obvious that neither the Dragon Scale Beast Tribe nor the Blue Luan Tribe would give the Spirit Mine to each other, and going to war directly is not a wise choice.

The method proposed by Feng Jiuming is actually a good one.

There are five fights, and winning one will get one-fifth of the ownership of the Spirit Mine. With the strength of the Dragon Scale Beast Clan, winning five games may be a bit difficult, but winning at least three games will definitely be no problem.

The advantage lies with their dragon-scale beast tribe!

"Okay, then let's do as you say."

Long Qingcang didn't waste any words and looked directly at a man from the Dragon Scale Beast Clan behind him: "Long Xuanlei, you will have the first battle."

"Yes, patriarch."

The man named Long Xuanlei responded, then took a step forward and came to the void between the two tribes. His loud voice instantly resounded between heaven and earth.

"Long Xuanlei of the Dragon Scale Beast Clan, who dares to fight me?"

As he spoke, lightning flashed all over his body, and an extremely powerful aura emanated from him.

All of a sudden...

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, wind and thunder were surging, and dark clouds were pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it.

Feng Jiuming narrowed his eyes slightly.

This Long Qingcang actually sent out a top demon king who had one foot halfway into the level of demon emperor!

It seems that Long Qingcang is determined to win this first battle.

The first fight is undoubtedly very important.

If he could win, he would not only gain ownership of one-fifth of the Spirit Mine, but he would also be able to suppress his opponent both psychologically and in terms of momentum, which would be beneficial for the next four duels.

"Feng Di, you go!"

Feng Jiuming's gaze finally fell on a demon king of the Qingluan clan.

Feng Xuan is the only demon king of the Qingluan clan who has stepped half a foot into the level of demon emperor. Unfortunately, Feng Xuan is still in the Daqian Imperial City, so Feng Jiuming can only let Feng Di take over.

Feng Di took a deep breath, then slowly came in front of Long Xuanlei.

"Feng Di of the Qingluan Clan, please teach me."

Long Xuanlei looked down at Feng Di and sneered with contempt, "The Qingluan tribe is completely empty-handed, yet you actually sent me to fight me? In that case, I will take ownership of the first spiritual mine for the Dragon Scale Beast Tribe."

Before Long Xuanlei finished speaking, thunderclouds rolled in the sky.

A huge phantom of a thunder dragon condensed by the power of thunder, with a power of annihilation, fell towards Feng Di.

If hit by this thunder dragon phantom, an ordinary demon king would probably turn into nothingness in an instant.

Facing this terrifying attack from Long Xuanlei.

Feng Di's expression was extremely solemn.

His whole body flashed with green light, and he revealed his true form of Qingluan without hesitation. The green flames in the sky instantly gathered into a huge green pillar of fire, colliding with the phantom of the thunder dragon that was falling down.

boom!

Under the shadow of the thunder dragon that contained the might of destruction, the green pillar of fire was instantly shattered into pieces.

Feng Di's blue phoenix body let out a wail, and its huge body flew backwards dozens of feet in a mess. Its beautiful blue wings were charred black by the terrifying power of thunder, emitting a strong burnt smell.

one move!

With just one simple move, Feng Di of the Qingluan clan was completely defeated.

Obviously.

Feng Di, the nine-star demon king, is far behind Long Xuanlei, who has one foot halfway into the demon emperor level.

After defeating Feng Di with one move, Long Xuanlei once again looked towards the Qingluan Clan with an arrogant and domineering gaze: "Who from your Qingluan Clan will be next?"

Feng Jiuming frowned: "Long Xuanlei, you have already fought a battle for the Dragon Scale Beast Tribe."

"So what if I fought a battle?"

Long Qingcang sneered and said, "Feng Jiuming, there doesn't seem to be any rules for this duel. Each person can only fight once, right? As long as I want, I can send Long Xuanlei to fight in all five duels."

Feng Jiuming's expression suddenly turned ugly.

He sent Feng Di to fight Long Xuanlei, and he didn't have much hope for this battle.

However, after exchanging Long Xuanlei, the chess piece who was half a step away from becoming a demon king, Feng Jiuming was still confident that he could win a few of the remaining four matches.

But I didn't expect it.

The Dragon Scale Beast Tribe found a loophole and had to continue to let Long Xuanlei fight.

So careless.

Feng Jiuming cursed inwardly.

Oh shit!

The dragon-scale beasts, who have always had strong limbs and simple minds, when did their brains become so good?

Below the Demon King, no one in their Qingluan clan can contend with Long Xuanlei, who is half a step away from being a Demon King.

"Chief, let me do it."

Just when Feng Jiuming's face was changing from gloomy to bright, a beautiful woman in a long green dress slowly walked out from behind Feng Jiuming.

She just stood there, emitting a holy and noble aura, like a fairy descending to earth, untainted by the mundane world.

Feng Jiuming hesitated: "Xuanxuan, you may not be his opponent."

"Whether I'm your match or not, we'll have to fight to find out. As the Saint of the Qingluan Clan, it's my duty to fight for them, Xuanxuan."

Before the woman in green skirt finished her cold words, she stepped directly in front of Long Xuanlei.

"The Saintess of the Qingluan Clan, Wu Xuanxuan, seeks a fight!"