Dragon God Sovereign

Chapter 342: Fight Bei Mingkong again (1)

Chapter 342: Fight Bei Mingkong again (1)

"Then it depends on whether your information is reliable."

Looking at the five Luoyan people, Feng Wuchen spoke lightly.

When Luo Yan heard the words, he was overjoyed and said, "Emperor Dan can rest assured, absolutely reliable. They are cultivating, and they will definitely not be able to leave for a while."

Feng Wuchen nodded, he didn't believe that Luo Yan dared to lie in front of him.

"Lead the way ahead." Zhang Junlan said lightly.

"Yes yes yes! Emperor Dan! Young Master Zhang! Here!" The five Luoyan nodded respectfully, a glimmer of hope ignited in their hearts.

Since Zhang Junlan spoke, it means they still have a chance.

"Let them be completely buried in the wasteland this time!" Leng Qingfeng said angrily, a fierce and murderous flash in his eyes.

Luoyan five led the way, followed by Feng Wuchen.

Along the way, Feng Wuchen was worried that Bei Mingkong and Murongtian would escape, so he divided his troops into three groups. Feng Wuchen went straight to the middle road, and Beidou Tianye and Leng Qingfeng were left and right.

Bei Mingkong and Murongtian have not left their original positions, and they have no interest in the treasures of the wasteland.

Their goal is Feng Wuchen, and Feng Wuchen's baby is enough.

"Someone is approaching!" While sitting and practicing, Bei Mingkong suddenly opened his eyes and noticed that an enemy was approaching.

"This breath belongs to the Beidou family!" Murong Tian didn't worry at all.

They have no grievances with the Big Dipper family, so they are not worried that the Big Dipper family will attack them.

"No! There is the breath of Leng Qingfeng, the geniuses of Tianyu, Nangong Li, Xiao Yun, they are all here! There are people on the left and right!" Bei Mingkong frowned and said, "We have been found! Go away!"

This group of people came together, definitely not because there are any treasures here!

"Want to go? Is it that easy?" A cold voice came.

"Seventh Heavenly Origin Realm! People of the Heavenly Realm!" Bei Mingkong's face changed slightly, and he wanted to use his physical skills to escape.

"Sure I was discovered! Hurry up!" Murong Tian frowned, and wanted to show his strength and leave.

Even if Bei Mingkong had confidence in his own strength, he would not dare to say that he could deal with more than a dozen Tianyuan realm powerhouses, even with Murong Tian.

"Shoo!"

Beidou Tianye showed up with a few people on the left, and Leng Qingfeng showed up with a few people on the right, blocking the retreat on the left and right sides of the two.

Just as Bei Mingkong and Murongtian were about to rush out, Luo Yan's figure flashed over and intercepted them.

"Where do you want to go?" Luo Yan asked with a sneer, and then the four disciples of Ziyun Pavilion also swayed over.

"It's you!" Bei Mingkong frowned deeply, his face extremely cold.

Just now, Bei Mingkong had already noticed the aura of Luo Yan, but because Luo Yan was a person in the heavens, he didn't care.

In a blink of an eye, Luo Yan came over with a cold breeze.

"It seems that I guessed right. At first, I wasn't sure that you were Bei Mingkong and Murongtian. Now I am completely sure that you have already noticed my existence." Luo Yan sneered slightly.

"Bei Mingkong! Murongtian! Long time no see!" At this time, Feng Wuchen's indifferent voice came, with extraordinary bearing.

"Feng Wuchen!" Bei Mingkong and Murongtian's expressions suddenly changed.

"Shoo!"

Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao flashed out abruptly, surrounded by experts in the Tianyuan realm on three sides, trapping Bei Mingkong and Murongtian.

"Luoyan, it seems that you didn't lie to me, I just pretended not to have happened before." Feng Wuchen smiled slightly.

"Thank you, Emperor Dan! Thank you, Emperor Dan!" Luo Yan's five people were overjoyed, and they were so excited that their tears almost shed tears.

"The sixth peak of the Tianyuan realm, the cultivation level is really fast." The cold gaze stared at Bei Mingkong, Feng Wuchen sneered, and the biting murderous aura was looming.

Bei Mingkong's face was extremely gloomy, not to mention so many people, just Luo Yan alone, Bei Mingkong is not an opponent.

"Feng Wuchen, do you want to deceive less with more?" Bei Ming Kongsen asked coldly, with a murderous aura all over his body, and the evil aura spread out.

"I am enough to deal with you!" Feng Wuchen was quite confident of his own strength.

Bei Mingkong sneered and said, "Then you don't regret it!"

"Feng Wuchen, Murongtian will leave it to us!" Nangonglie looked at Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen shrugged and sneered: "It doesn't matter, he is not qualified to die in my hands, but before that, I have a question to ask him."

Looking at Murongtian with the same gloomy expression, Feng Wuchen asked: "Murongtian, those soldiers who died in the Flame Empire, their flesh and blood have disappeared, did you do it? Or Bei Mingkong did it. "

"Who knows?" Murong Tiansen replied coldly.

"Murongtian has handed it over to you, please do what you want to kill." Feng Wuchen sneered, no need to ask a second time.

"You!" Murong Tian was furious, Feng Wuchen looked down upon him so much!

Murderous eyes stared at Feng Wuchen, Murong Tian shouted angrily: "Feng Wuchen! Don't be too arrogant!"

Feng Wuchen directly ignored Murongtian, such a despicable and shameless person, really did not enter the eyes of Feng Wuchen.

"Murongtian! Nangong aristocratic family took you not thin, you betrayed the Nangong aristocratic family, today is your death date! Do it!" Nangongli shouted angrily, and the four made a decisive move.

"You are looking for death!" Murong Tian said gloomily, murderously.

"I think you are looking for death!" Leng Qingfeng shouted angrily, urging Zhen Yuan to rush towards Murong Tian.

Nearly 20,000 disciples of Feng Lanzong died tragically, and Murong Tian was an accomplice!

As an accomplice, how could Leng Qingfeng spare Murong Tian?

Even with more deception, Leng Qingfeng would kill Murongtian and avenge Feng Lanzong's dead disciple.

"Bei Mingkong, it's time to calculate our old accounts!" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, and the blood force slowly accelerated.

"Buzz!"

The power of the bloodline and the power of the second stage of the supreme body urged, the earth trembled and torn apart, the unicorn battle armor and the supreme dragon sword were sacrificed at the same time, and the breath of wind and dust soared, instantly reaching the level of the sixth peak of the Tianyuan realm , Full of deterrence.

Feng Wuchen's body was filled with strange blood, and his aura was overwhelming.

"This breath is overbearing and vast. Is Emperor Dan's strength really superior to me?" Luo Yan frowned slightly. Li Qingtian said that he was not Feng Wuchen's opponent, and Luo Yan was still unwilling to believe it.

Now there is a chance to see and see.

"Feng Wuchen, let me see your strength!" Ye Gucheng secretly said in his heart, Ye Gucheng had been looking forward to Feng Wuchen's strength for a long time.

The geniuses of Tianyu are looking forward to Feng Wuchen's strength.

"Buzz!"

The power of the sixth peak of the Tianyuan realm was urged, and the sky-shaking power swept away, the earth violently shook and burst, and a piece of dust was rolled up.

Feng Wuchen and Bei Mingkong have the same strength, it is hard to say who will win this battle.

Feng Wuchen owns the nine-layer universe tower, and Bei Mingkong has the power of ancestors, and it can be said that they have assassins.

"Bei Mingkong's strength is not weak!" Ye Gucheng glanced at Bei Mingkong, but did not dare to despise it.

"boom!"

Feng Wuchen held the Dragon God Sword, stepped on the ground, and rushed out first, leaving a strong whirlwind on the spot, and approaching Bei Mingkong in the blink of an eye.

The Dragon Sword stabs Bei Mingkong with a domineering and fierce offensive.

"Feng Wuchen, don't have too much hope for your own strength." Bei Mingkong sneered contemptuously.

Bei Mingkong dare not put Feng Wuchen in his eyes! How arrogant is this?

Bei Mingkong is really confident in his own strength that he can defeat Feng Wuchen?

"Ding!"

"Buzz!"

Bei Mingkong's right palm bent his claws and suddenly protruded, with a crisp sound, blocking the wind and dustless Dragon God Sword, and the terrifying power swept out like a storm.

Blocking Feng Wuchen's sword with one hand shows the strength of Bei Mingkong.

"You can't keep up with your realm. The power boosted by magic weapons alone is not my opponent!" Bei Mingkong sneered contemptuously, as if he could easily block the sword of Feng Wuchen.

"The look in your eyes seems to have forgotten that you were defeated by me. You have already achieved six successes. I am only 50%!" Feng Wuchensen said coldly.

"Humph!" Bei Mingkong squinted his eyes slightly and snorted, his strength soaring wildly.

Feng Wuchen did not flinch at all, his power burst out frantically.

"Buzz!"

Two horrible energies collided crazily, and the ground where the two of them was located collapsed and sunken at a speed visible to the naked eye, and large cracks stretched with teeth and claws.

The strength of the two is equal.

"Feng Wuchen, this is already your limit, right?" Bei Mingkong asked with a sneer, looking arrogant.

Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, this was indeed the limit of Feng Wuchen, but it still could not suppress Bei Mingkong.

But Feng Wuchen is not worried, he still has powerful martial arts, and the nine-layer universe tower.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The shock of terrifying energy suddenly exploded after more than ten seconds, and the energy of ruining the sky and the earth violently swept the two people into flight.

"Feng Wuchen, display all your sword arts." Bei Mingkong's figure flashed up to the sky, unharmed.

"Disillusionment Sword Art! Disillusion Nine Heavens!"

Feng Wuchen yelled fiercely, and found the blood-colored array on the ground under his feet. The blood rose, and mysterious blood-colored runes appeared, and then the monstrous blood burst into the sky.

"Earth-level swordsmanship! Sword intent is really domineering!" Luo Yan's heart was shocked, and Ye Gucheng and the others also showed shock.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

The fierce gaze swept towards the high-altitude Bei Mingkong, the Dragon God Sword waved, and the blood that rose up into the sky turned into a blood sword, rushing towards Bei Mingkong with a devastating aura.

"This power is not enough!" Bei Mingkong shook his head contemptuously.

"Buzz!"

This is, a more terrifying force suddenly burst out of Bei Mingkong, the unparalleled aura is completely different from before, this aura is more violent and terrifying.

"Ancient power?" Feng Wuchen's face changed slightly.

"Bei Mingkong's breath has improved!" Liu Qingyang was shocked.

"Bei Mingkong actually possesses ancient power! A breath of good and evil!" Ling Xiaoxiao's face became serious.

Bei Mingkong's breath soared rapidly, but in the blink of an eye, it reached the seventh level of the Heavenly Origin Realm!

"This...what kind of power is this?" Feeling the terrifying power of Bei Mingkong, Luo Yan and Ye Gucheng were stunned.

The power of the ancestors of the Burial Valley! The power of evil spirits!