Dragon God Supreme

“Young Palace Lord!”

The guardian of the Divine King temple, Dadutong and many powerhouses are anxious, and the six gods have no master.

“Legal guard! You summon Palace Lord! I stop them!” The twin brother roared in unison.

“pa!”

Impermanence made a decisive decision, hands folded, the bang sounded crisply, and I wanted the Lord of Summon God King Temple to come and support.

“Vision!” Zhang Tianxuan scolded angrily, cutting out his hands again and again, one after another terrifying force exploded charge ahead.

Chiyuan and Zhang Wuhun both start fierce assault at the same time, and do not give the opportunity to summon impermanence.

“Young Palace Lord!” Impermanent, angry and anxious, but powerless, unable to repel the desperate Chi Yuan and Zhang Wuhun for a while.

“What are you doing in a daze? Kill me Feng Wuchen!” Obstructed by impermanence, he roared at the Great Influence powerhouses in the dominance.

The roar of impermanence made all the Great Influence Days Ji Realm powerhouse in the Domination domain start to take action.

They are also afraid and worried. If something happens to the cold soul, they are afraid that no one will survive.

“Stop them!” Tian Xianzi shouted loudly, and Tian Ji Realm powerhouse of Dragon God Alliance shot one after another.

Divine Martial Sect Sect Master, Tian Dao Sect Sect Master and Elder immediately stepped forward to stop them.

For a time, neither the powerhouse of Divine King temple nor the powerhouse of tyrants could save the cold soul, and it was even impossible to get close.

The situation is extremely critical. The Cold Soul Space Power will be forcibly swallowed by Feng Wuchen at any time.

The black fire swallowed from the cold soul within the body, and the cold soul was unable to resist.

The horrible devouring of Wuhuo has become more terrifying with the improvement of Feng Wuchen cultivation base.

“Ah!” Space Power was madly swallowed, feeling the internal organs burning at the same time, the intense pain from the soul made Leng Hun let out a heart-piercing scream.

“Don’t waste your energy. With your cultivation base, you also want to resist the engulfing of the black fire?” Feng Wuchen disdainfully, the terrifying of black fire and Transform God Boundary must be feared, let alone Tian Ji Realm.

“Feng Wuchen! Stop! Stop!” Leng Hun yelled in panic.

“Are you afraid? You have the guts to break into my Dragon God Palace, why didn’t you think that you will end up now?” Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.

Feng Wuchen was not in the slightest, not only did not stop, but instead urged Wuhuo to swallow it even more crazily.

The strength of Cold Soul itself is very powerful. With Space Power, it is like a tiger that has grown wings. Feng Wuchen must take down his wings.

A large number of Space Power was swallowed, and none of them could come to rescue them. Lenghun began to despair.

Lenghun’s breath became weaker and weaker, and the screams gradually became quieter.

“Young Palace Lord!” Luo Wuchang roared in panic, extremely anxious.

“Wind…wind…no dust, I’m a ghost…I won’t let you…pass you!” Leng Hun was weak Dao, his eyes were filled with sternness.

“Then I will let you scattered ashes and dispersed smoke, you can’t even make ghosts!” Feng Wuchen said fiercely.

“You can’t even make ghosts, it’s really vicious and merciless.” Feng Wuchen tone barely fell, and a cold voice suddenly came.

The sudden sound made the Dragon God Alliance complexion greatly changed.

“xiu!”

“weng weng!”

A terrifying black glow burst in vain from a high altitude and hit Feng Wuchen directly.

“Transform God Boundary!” Feng Wuchen’s face changed suddenly, and he immediately avoided.

“hong long long!”

“weng weng!”

The horrible black glow fast as lightning, blinking on the ground below, hong long long With the sound of heaven-shaking, earth-shattering, the power of terror blasted the earth into a huge pit, ripples of terrifying energy spread, and the Pill Emperor mountain shook violently.

If it weren’t for Formation protection, even if the distance was far away, even Pill Emperor Mountain could not bear it.

“Demon Race!” Feng Wuchen frowned deeply, his eyes swept up high.

Beside Leng Hun, a silhouette appeared out of thin air. The person who came was Demon Race Transform God Boundary powerhouse, a 34-year-old man.

The man is wearing a black cloak, and the strange black air permeates from the surface of the body, which makes people feel scared when they see it.

The terrifying evil breath that pervades the man can conclude that he is a Demon Race person.

“Not good! It’s Demon Race!” Liu Qingyang and others complexion greatly changed, and the whole heart was suspended.

Sweeping horrified eyes at Demon Race powerhouse, Zhang Junlan frowned and said: “Transform God Boundary 4th layer, this is a problem!”

“Demon Race powerhouse! very good! Young Palace! Lord is saved!” Seeing the Demon Race powerhouse approaching, I was extremely excited by the impermanence, and finally felt relieved.

“Transform God Boundary powerhouse, what is this breath? Why is it so evil?”

“He is who? What is this evil breath?”

All the Great Influence powerhouses in the Dominion domain are scared witless. It seems that they have never felt such Evil Power, and have never seen such people.

“Demon Race! Transform God Boundary 4th layer!” Chiyuan, Zhang Wuhun and others looked extremely ugly.

Zhang Tianxuan said gloomily: “I guessed Demon Race would step in.”

“Alliance Leader! Be careful!” Great Elder Zhang Wufeng worriedly said, facing Transform God Boundary Powerhouse, no matter how strong Feng Wuchen is, he is definitely not an opponent.

Now they are all entangled by their opponents, no one can support Feng Wuchen at all.

“Wait for your death!” Luo Wuchang was extremely fierce and angry shouted, his slightly narrowed eyes swept towards the trio of Chi Yuan, and continued his fierce attack.

Demon Race powerhouse slowly raised his hand, and immediately pressed his palm on the top of the head of the cold soul, and an extremely terrifying force was injected into the cold soul within the body.

“Put the black fire into the cold soul within the body, and want to consume the cold soul’s Space Power, boy, it’s a bit of a paragraph.” The Demon Race man praised.

The extremely terrifying power of the Demon Race forcefully expelled the black fire remaining in the cold soul within the body.

Although Wuhuo is terrifying, after being refining by Feng Wuchen, it is not as strong at all. Even more how terrifying temperature has been refined by Feng Wuchen, and now in front of Transform God Boundary powerhouse, it has no power to resist.

Feng Wuchen’s complexion is gloomy has come down, just a little bit, it can completely swallow the original power of Cold Soul Space Power, just a little bit, but it was destroyed by the Demon Race powerhouse in front of you .

Feng Wuchen was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

The appearance of Demon Race powerhouse can be said to have saved Lenghun’s life. Although Space Power has been saved, Lenghun is very weak at this moment.

“Kill…Kill Feng Wuchen.” Lenghun said weakly, his face extremely pale, and now he can barely float in the sky.

The originally desperate cold soul, never thought that someone would come out to rescue him at such a critical moment. Just so close, Space Power was taken away by Feng Wuchen.

Leng Hun hates Feng Wuchen.

“Feng Wuchen, are you going to hand over things obediently, or let me do it myself?” The man asked with a smirk, with a strong tone. As long as Feng Wuchen said a word, he would Ruthless’s shot.

Feng Wuchen stared at the man fiercely, Sen coldly said: “The Demon Lord is still in the seal, so your Demon Race dare to be so rampant in the mainland, do you really have no one in the mainland?”