Dragon God Sovereign

Chapter 744: misfortune

Chapter 744: misfortune

"Young Hallmaster!"

The guardian of the God King Temple and Dadu Tong, as well as many powerhouses, are anxious, and the six gods have no master.

"Protector! You call the Lord! I stop them!" The twin brothers shouted out in unison.

"Snapped!"

Luo Wuchang made a decisive decision, folded his hands together, and made a crisp sound, and wanted to call the Lord of the King of Gods to come to support.

"Vision!" Zhang Tianxuan scolded angrily, cutting out his hands again and again, and a wave of terrifying power burst out.

Chi Yuan and Zhang Wuhun both launched a fierce offensive at the same time, not giving Luo Wuchang a chance to summon.

"Young Hall Master!" Luo Wuchang was furious and anxious, but he was helpless, unable to repel the desperate Chi Yuan and Zhang Wuhun for a while.

"What are you doing in a daze? Kill Feng Wuchen for me!" Obstructed by impermanence, he roared at the powerful forces in the domineering domain.

The roar of impermanence scared the major powers of the Dominant Territory 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 the Heavenly Extreme Realm experts of the Dragon God Alliance shot one after another.

The Sect Master of Shenwu and the Sect Master and the elders of Tiandao Sect rushed forward to stop them for the first time.

For a time, neither the **** king temple powerhouse nor the hegemony powerhouse could save Lengxun, and it was impossible to even get close.

The situation is very critical, and the power of the cold soul's space will be forcibly swallowed by Feng Wuchen at any time.

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

The terror swallowing of Wuhuo has become more terrifying as Feng Wuchen's cultivation base increases.

"Ah!" The power of the space was madly swallowed, feeling the internal organs burning at the same time, the intense pain from the soul caused Leng Hun to let out a heart-piercing scream.

"Don't waste your efforts. With your cultivation base, you also want to resist the engulfing of the black fire?" Feng Wuchen said disdainfully, the black fire is terrible, and the god-transforming state must be jealous, let alone the celestial extreme state.

"Feng Wuchen! Stop! Stop!" Leng Hun yelled in panic.

"Are you afraid? You have the courage to break into my Dragon Temple, why didn't you think that you would end up now?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.

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

Leng Soul's strength itself is very powerful, possessing the power of space, and even more powerful, Feng Wuchen must dismantle his wings.

A large amount 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 his screams gradually became quieter.

"Young Hall Master!" Luo Wuchang roared in panic, extremely anxious.

"Wind...wind...no dust, I'm a ghost...I won't let...pass you!" Leng Hun said weakly, eyes full of yin ruthless.

"Then I will let you fly away, even a ghost can't be done!" Feng Wuchen said fiercely.

"You can't even be a ghost, it's really cruel." Feng Wuchen's voice just fell, and suddenly a cold voice came.

The sudden voice changed the faces of everyone in the Dragon God Alliance.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

An extremely terrifying black light shot down from high altitude in vain, hitting Feng Wuchen directly.

"Shenzhen Realm!" Feng Wuchen's face changed suddenly, and he dodged away for the first time.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The terrifying black light was as fast as lightning, blinking on the ground below, rumbling and shaking the earth, the terrifying force blasted the ground into a huge pit, the terrifying energy ripples spread, and Dandi Mountain shook violently.

If it weren't for the protection of the formation, even if the distance was far away, even Dandi Mountain could not bear it.

"Mozu!" Feng Wuchen frowned deeply, his eyes swept up into the sky.

Beside Leng Hun, a figure appeared out of nowhere, and the man was a strong man in the Demon Race, a 34-year-old man.

The man was wearing a black cloak, and wisps of strange black air permeated from the surface of his body, which made people feel scared.

The terrible evil aura permeating from the man can conclude that he is a member of the Demon Race.

"Not good! It's the demons!" Liu Qingyang and the others' complexions changed drastically, and their hearts became suspended.

Sweeping his horrified gaze towards the powerful demon clan, Zhang Junlan frowned and said: "Fourth Transcendent Realm, this is in trouble!"

"The Demon Race powerhouse! Great! The Young Hallmaster is saved!" Seeing the Demon Race powerhouse coming, I was extremely excited, and finally felt relieved.

"Shenzhen realm powerhouse, what kind of breath is this? Why is it so evil?"

"Who is he? What's the matter with this evil atmosphere?"

All the powerful forces in the Domination Region were so scared that they seemed to have never felt such an evil force, and had never seen such a person.

"Mozu! The Four Levels of Transforming God Realm!" The expressions of Chi Yuan, Zhang Wuhun and others became extremely ugly.

Zhang Tianxuan said gloomily: "I guessed that the Demon Race would intervene in."

"Leader! Be careful!" Great Elder Zhang Wufeng said worriedly. Faced with the power of God Transformation, Feng Wuchen is definitely not an opponent, no matter how strong he is.

Now they have been entangled by their opponents, and no one can support Feng Wuchen.

"Wait for death!" Luo Wuchang exclaimed fiercely, his slightly narrowed eyes swept towards the trio of Chi Yuan, and continued his fierce attack.

The strong demon clan slowly raised his hand, and his palm immediately pressed on the cover of the cold soul, and an extremely terrifying force was injected into the cold soul.

"Infuse the black fire into the cold soul, I want to use it to swallow the power of the cold soul, boy, it's a bit of a certain way." The demon man praised.

The extremely terrifying power of the demons actually forcibly expelled the black flames in the cold soul body.

Although Wuhuo is terrifying, after being refined by Feng Wuchen, it is not as strong at all. What's more, the terrifying temperature has been refined by Feng Wuchen. Now, in front of the powerful person in the gods, there is no power to resist.

Feng Wuchen's face became gloomy, just a little bit, the original power that can completely swallow the power of the cold soul space, just a little bit, but it was destroyed by the strong demon in front of him.

Feng Wuchen was furious, but he couldn't help it.

The appearance of the powerful Demon Race can be said to have saved Leng Hun's life. Although the power of the space has been preserved, Leng Hun is very weak at this moment.

"Kill...Kill Feng Wuchen." Leng Hun said weakly, his complexion extremely pale, and now he can barely float in the sky.

The originally desperate Cold Soul had never thought that someone would come out to rescue him at such a critical moment. It was so close that the power of space would be taken away by Feng Wuchen.

The cold soul hates the wind and dust.

"Feng Wuchen, are you going to hand over things obediently, or I will do it myself?" the man asked with a smirk, his tone was strong, as long as Feng Wuchen said a word, he would take it mercilessly .

Feng Wuchen stared at the man fiercely, and said coldly: "The Demon Lord is still in the seal, so your demons dare to be so rampant in the mainland, do you really think there is no one in the mainland?"