There are nearly fifty people in the middle god team. This large team of middle god can basically walk sideways in the Red Soul Mountain Range.

The upper level mythical beast is a giant python with three heads.

Li Fuchen recognized that these three giant pythons were the three relatively weak thunder pythons in the Red Soul Mountain Range.

Its three python heads can spout thunder, hurricane and hail attacks respectively.

The reason why it is said to be relatively weak is because the defense of the three thunder pythons is relatively fragile and not as comprehensive as other high-level mythical beasts.

Of course, high-level divine beasts are always high-level divine beasts. One-on-one, it is basically impossible for a mid-level god to be an opponent of a high-level divine beast. Even a mid-level god who has created a mid-level divine skill can barely compete with one or two at most, and it is impossible to defeat.

"Everyone, if you get this mutant Red Soul Grass, I, the Wind God, will no longer participate in the distribution of the next harvest. In addition, I also promise you that unless more than half of the people want to leave the Red Soul Mountain Range, I, the Wind God, will never leave early.

"

Fengshen is bound to win the mutated Red Soul Grass.

Although his soul has already reached the level of an upper god, it is still far from the peak of an upper god.

You know, the stronger the soul, the easier it is to advance, and the stronger the understanding.

This mutant red soul grass is not comparable to the four-star sacred grass, the blazing sun soul-rising grass, but it is not much different. With it, Fengshen is confident that he can be promoted to a high-ranking god within ten years.

After hearing this, everyone was naturally impassioned. They also knew that the mutated red soul grass was not something they could expect. They were very satisfied that Fengshen could say this.

The battle was extremely fierce. Even though Fengshen frequently used his mid-level divine skills, he could only be evenly matched with the three thunder pythons. Fortunately, he still had more than forty mid-level gods here.

More than forty mid-level gods joined forces, and the three thunder pythons with fragile defenses gradually became scarred. Most of their attacks were intercepted by the wind gods, and only a few fell into the crowd, unable to form an effective attack at all.

Of course, despite this, several median gods have been severely injured and retreated to distant places to heal themselves.

"Who?"

Just as the two sides were fighting, a phantom suddenly appeared next to the mutated red soul grass. With a wave of his hand, the mutated red soul grass disappeared.

Seeing this, Fengshen and the three thunder pythons were furious.

They fought to the death for this mutated red soul grass, but the other party picked their fruit. It was simply unreasonable.

"Wind Yuan Slash!"

The God of Wind waved his hand, and a terrifying blue wind blade flew out. Suddenly, a clicking sound came from the void, as if the void had been cut open.

On the other side, the three thunder pythons sprayed out thunder balls, hurricanes and ice spears respectively. The three attacks were mixed together and covered them head and face.

Li Fuchen raised his head, smiled faintly, and struck out with a sword energy coming out of nowhere.

Crackling!

Whether it is the Wind God's mid-level divine skill Feng Yuan Slash or the violent attacks of the three thunder pythons, they are like floating clouds in front of this sword energy. When the wind blows, the smoke disappears.

After doing all this, Li Fuchen left.
Chapter completed!