Dragon God Sovereign

Dragon Temple.

Above the palace, a figure flashed out, and a frightening atmosphere instantly covered the Dragon Temple.

The man who came was a middle-aged man with a five-fold celestial realm and terrifying strength.

"Ok?"

Glancing at the Dragon Temple, the man frowned slightly. In the huge Dragon Temple, no one could be seen.

"Shoo!"

Outside the main hall of the Dragon Temple, two figures flashed out.

It is Hankun and Qiushuishan two alchemists.

"Tianhe, the powerhouse of the **** king." Han Kun frowned slightly, and at a glance he recognized that the person was the powerhouse of the **** king.

"The comer is not good." Qiu Shuishan said solemnly.

"Young Hall Master, there are only two people in the Dragon Temple, one is Han Kun, and the other is the old man. The others are missing and cannot sense their aura." Tianhe reported.

"Give me stare at the Dragon Temple! The Feng Wuchen boy will appear sooner or later, and he will be caught back for me if he has the opportunity." A cold soul voice came from Tianhe's mind.

Tianhe responded and disappeared.

Tianhe took a look at the Dragon Temple and left, which shocked Han Kun and Qiushuishan. They didn't know what Tianhe wanted to do.

"It seems that the Temple of the King of Gods will not let go." Han Kun frowned, feeling strange and worried.

Qiu Shuishan frowned and asked, "What happened to Tianhe's move?"

Han Kun shook his head solemnly, saying that he didn't know.

If it were other big forces, Han Kun might not be afraid at all, but the Temple of the God King made him very jealous.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and the soldiers who practiced in the Nine Layers of Universe Pagoda, with the help of the blood of the terrifying God-Transforming Realm powerhouse and the treasures of heaven and wealth, made rapid progress.

Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing are all like this. At this terrifying speed of cultivation, it won't take long before they all hope to break through the heaven and human realm.

The Feng Wuchen cultivating in the seventh-level space is equivalent to one month of cultivating, and the energy of the blood that has been swallowed has also been fully refined, but it has not been able to break through the seventh layer of the heaven and human realm, which is still half a step away.

Half a step away, for Feng Wuchen, it was just a matter of time.

His eyes opened slightly, Feng Wuchen stretched his waist, and the whole body sounded like a firecracker, groaning comfortably.

"It's a little bit too close, it's a pity, but it doesn't matter. You can break through in three or five days at most." Feng Wuchen muttered to himself.

As Feng Wuchen cultivation base becomes stronger and stronger, the energy needed to break through will be stronger than the moon, and the time required will be more.

Shaking his head helplessly, Feng Wuchen withdrew from the Nine Layers of Universe Pagoda.

The breakthrough is not far away, and Feng Wuchen is not in a hurry.

"Gloriously welcome the hall master to exit!" Han Kun and Qiushuishan respectfully greeted them.

"Look at your panic, what's the matter?" Feng Wuchen asked, from the anxious expressions of the two old men [笔趣阁www.boquge.xyz].

Han Kun hurriedly said: "Enjoy the Hallmaster. After entering for half a month, the God King Temple Tianhe will come to the Dragon Temple once every few days. He just took a look and left. I guess he is waiting for the Hallmaster. "

"Tianhe?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.

"This person is the left and right arm of the cold soul of the **** king's temple, the five-fold realm of the celestial realm." Han Kun added.

"I see." Feng Wuchen nodded and walked straight to the hall, seeming not to care.

Han Kun and Qiu Shuishan looked at each other, and both saw the consternation in each other's eyes, but they didn't say anything.

In the hall, Feng Wuchen took out the map and opened it.

"The power of time is located in the Northern Profound Realm, too far away from the Promise Realm. I don't think about it for the time being. The only thing I know now is the Northern Abyss." Feng Wuchen muttered while looking at the map.

Feng Wuchen is now full of thoughts looking for Primordial Power and Wuhuo.

Feng Wuchen now possesses two Primordial Powers, which is still eight!

"The Abyss of the North, is there really black fire?" Feng Wuchen's eyes were filled with blazing heat, and he wished to leave the Abyss of the North immediately.

However, Ling Xiaoxiao and the others have not yet left the customs, and Feng Wuchen will naturally not go by himself.

Too dangerous, who knows how many terrorist forces are staring at the black fire?

"I'm afraid that the mysterious forces are all looking for it." Feng Wuchen frowned and secretly said, it is no easy task to win the Primordial Power and Wuhuo.

"Nine-layered universe! Open!" Han Kun's shout suddenly sounded outside the hall.

"Hall lord! The lord! Tianhe is here!" At this time, Qiu Shuishan rushed into the hall in a panic to report, his face pale.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen nodded, his expression unchanged.

The map received the storage ring, and Feng Wuchen walked out of the hall.

"Can you stop me?" Tianhe said expressionlessly, without deliberately showing arrogance, as if Tianhe's arrogance was innate.

"Buzz!"

The five-fold terrifying power of the celestial realm immediately diffused, and the momentum was surging, the true essence power was extremely powerful and violent, and a huge spider web-like crack of hundreds of meters burst into the void.

At the five levels of the Celestial Realm, the breath of Tianhe has reached the sixth level of the Celestial Realm!

"It doesn't mean that you can break through the dragon temple!" Feng Wuchen's voice came, just walking out of the hall.

The power of destroying the world urged out and injected domineering power into the magic circle, and Feng Wuchen personally controlled the magic circle.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

Tianhe glanced at Feng Wuchen indifferently, without saying anything, a palm suddenly slammed, thousands of feet of huge terrifying palm prints blasted on the magic circle, the loud noise was deafening, the magic circle trembled violently, and cracks spread.

How terrifying Tianhe's strength is, this palm can tell.

"The formation can't support it!" Han Kun's old face was extremely solemn, and he fully urged the true essence to be injected into the formation.

The power of Han Kun is of no avail.

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen swiftly urged the power of the second stage of the Supreme Body, and sacrificed the unicorn armor and gloves. Feng Wuchen's breath soared wildly, and the state of the six peaks of the heaven and human realm, soaring to the nine peaks of the heaven and human realm. !

As Feng Wuchen's power skyrocketed, the magic circle was supported by a stronger force, and all the torn cracks had disappeared.

"Improved the triple level? The power of the magic circle can withstand the power of the sixth level of the celestial pole realm!" Tianhe looked at Feng Wuchen in astonishment, shaking his heart.

"Don't underestimate the dragon temple array." Feng Wuchen looked confident, and the magic array that Feng Wuchen personally laid out was so powerful that he knew better than anyone else.

"Boy, is the magic circle of the Dragon Temple really so strong?" At this moment, a familiar voice that made Feng Wuchen's face changed dramatically.

"boom!"

"Puff!"

"Crack!"

The moment the voice fell, there was a sudden loud bang, and terrifying power blasted on the magic circle. Feng Wuchen and Han Kun vomited blood on the spot, and the large array was vulnerable and fragmented.

Feng Wuchen controlled the formation with all his strength, and the moment the formation broke, Feng Wuchen was seriously injured.

"It's him!" Feng Wuchen's pale face was extremely ugly.

"Shenzhen Realm!" Tianhe was full of horror.