Even Han Fei was lost for words. "Seriously?"
Feng Xingliu abandoned the Giant Razor Clam and went straight for the calabash.
The razor clam took the opportunity to swish away, but he didn't care.
"Hahaha! Feng Yu, Wang Han, I've got a spiritual treasure."
The speed of the spiritual treasure was not slow. Feng Xingliu was chasing it in the void.
Someone shouted, "Humph, you think you can get this spiritual treasure? In your dreams!"
Someone triggered the mist here and tried to block Feng Xingliu. Feng Yu shouted coldly as the Heavenly Phoenix appeared and flames burned the sky. "Don't even think of snatching what we Phoenix Divine Race finds."
The void mist was swept away, and her pair of fiery feathers blocked the six people.
However, on the green mountain, thousands of strong masters were mobilized one after another. Feng Yu could only attack everywhere. Under the suppression of the flames, the enemies retreated.
