Dragon God Sovereign

Chapter 954: The wind is clean

Chapter 954: The wind is clean

"Shoo hoo!"

Over the huge ancient palace, Mo Aotian and more than a dozen powerhouses of the transforming **** realm appeared, and a fierce aura enveloped the palace.

The evil scent exuding from them was frightening.

"Feng Wuchen, come out to lead death!" Mo Ao Tiansen said coldly, his murderous aura spreading.

The seven Feng Wuchen who were picking up the treasure in the palace, all noticed the fierce aura and terrifying evil aura of the Demon Race.

"Humph! That guy actually dared to come." Liu Qingyang gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Chi Kong frowned and said, "With helpers, it seems that many powerful people in the Demon Race have entered the endless abyss."

"If we are dragged by them, we will waste a lot of time, teacher, what should we do?" Zhang Junlan asked Feng Wuchen, looking at it.

"What else can I do? The palace is already surrounded, it's hard to go, and I don't want to run away. How shameless?" Feng Wuchen shrugged, looking helpless and fearless.

While speaking, Feng Wuchen was the first to walk out of the palace, and Ling Xiaoxiao and others followed closely.

Faced with a strong enemy, Feng Wuchen has never flinched.

"Feng Wuchen, I thought you didn't dare to come out." Mo Aotian sneered contemptuously, his chin slightly raised in a domineering posture.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen played torturely said: "Mo Aotian, if he is injured, he can heal his wounds. It's okay to come and die. I have never seen anyone in the Mozu so stupid."

"It's enough to deal with you!" Mo Aotian said fiercely, and Feng Wuchen's mockery made Mo Aotian angry and his face became grim.

Mo Aotian, as the ninth level of the God Transformation Realm, was indeed qualified to say this, even if he was injured, his strength was still terrifying.

"That's not necessarily!" Feng Wuchen sneered confidently. From beginning to end, Feng Wuchen did not show any fear in front of Mo Aotian.

"call out!"

"boom!"

As soon as Feng Wuchen's voice fell, Mo Aotian swooped in at an astonishing speed, and instantly hit Feng Wuchen with a hard punch, with a bang, and terrifying power swept across and shook the entire palace.

The moment the terrifying power swept through, Ling Xiaoxiao's **** transformation barrier automatically opened, protecting Liu Qingyang and others.

"It turns out that you have broken through the second level of the God Transformation Realm. No wonder you are so confident and dare to be so rampant in front of me!" Mo Aotian narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.

"This is just one of them." Feng Wuchen sneered, and his eyes became fierce.

"Buzz!"

A terrifying force rushed out of Mo Aotian's body, with surging momentum, black light flashing, evil aura curling up wildly, and strange black aura permeating out.

"Feng Wuchen, don't want to be arrogant in front of me!" Mo Aotian said savagely. With the hard hit of the punch just now, Mo Aotian didn't urge his power at all.

Even if Mo Aotian was injured by the Baili Heaven Realm, he still possessed the power of the Eightfold Realm of Transforming God Realm at this moment.

"Peng!"

With the movement of his mind, the black fire urged it out, igniting quickly on Feng Wuchen's fist, and spreading rapidly throughout the body, sweeping out the terrifying cold ice atmosphere.

"Wu Huo!" Mo Aotian's expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to give Feng Wuchen a fatal attack, but the moment Wu Huo appeared, Mo Aotian was scared to back up.

"Swire Wuhuo!"

The faces of the younger generation of geniuses such as Demon Jade and other demons all showed horror.

"I'm arrogant, because you haven't the ability to kill me yet! But I have the ability to deal with you!" Feng Wuchen sneered, looking like a demon.

"It's nothing great to have black fire!" Mo Aotian shouted coldly, his figure soaring into the sky, the palm of his hand condensed terrible power, and a palm was ruthlessly blasted.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

Mo Aotian gave up close combat and directly displayed his palms. A huge black palm print crashed down, and the offensive was fierce, as if the entire endless abyss space was shaking.

"Brother Feng, be careful!" Ling Xiaoxiao shouted.

"What can you do with me?" Feng Wuchen sneered arrogantly, and immediately faced the terrifying palm prints that crashed with his palm.

Mo Aotian gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I don't know how to live or die!"

"Humph!" Feng Wuchen snorted coldly, and at that moment, time slowed down instantly.

In the entire palace, everything seemed to stand still, except that the wind and dust were not affected in any way.

The picture is very magical, and the flow of time becomes very slow.

"What's going on? Is it an illusion?" Mo Aotian was shocked, feeling that all this was very strange, but he didn't know what was going on.

"Why did my movements become so slow? What the **** is going on?" While Moyu and others were confused, their hearts were filled with strong anxiety.

"The power of time! Brother Feng urged the power of time!" Liu Qingyang was overjoyed, and they were most familiar with that feeling.

"It's the first time I saw the teacher urging the power of time! By the way, there are the teeth of the Archaic annual ring, the teacher has never used it." Zhang Junlan was overjoyed.

That's right! Feng Wuchen urged the power of time, and the space and time within a radius of one hundred meters was controlled by Feng Wuchen.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen is undoubtedly a god-like existence!

"Swallow!"

Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and Wuhuo instantly turned into a huge black fire dragon and flew out, binding up the slowly falling palm prints, and swallowing them crazily.

Under the control of Feng Wuchen, the black fire dragon is not affected by the force of time.

Within a hundred feet of space and time, Feng Wuchen is the supreme overlord!

Within a few minutes, the terrifying palm prints displayed by Mo Aotian had been swallowed up by Wuhuo, and Wuhuo returned to Feng Wuchen's body.

Mo Aotian and Moyu looked at all this in horror.

When the thought moved, the power of time dissipated, and time recovered instantly.

"boom!"

At the moment when time was restored, Feng Wuchen's attack had already blasted Mo Aotian's abdomen with a bang, and the fierce power knocked it out.

"What the **** was going on just now?" Mo Yu was extremely puzzled, looking at his recovery body, it was even more strange.

"The power of time! The power of time, one of the ancient powers!" Mo Aotian shouted coldly in vain.

"You guessed it! You want to kill me because of your trash? It's ridiculous." Feng Wuchen said arrogantly, the monstrous might burst out, domineering.

When the mind moved, the Kirin battle armor and the Dragon God glove were sacrificed at the same time, and the power of destroying the world and the power of the second stage of the supreme body were urged at the same time.

"Buzz!"

In the next second, Feng Wuchen's breath soared crazily, and the monstrous aura swept away. Almost instantly, Feng Wuchen's breath soared from the second stage of the god-transforming state to the sixth stage of the god-transforming state.

"Artifact! He actually has two artifacts!"

"The Sixth Realm of Transcendent God Realm!"

The geniuses of Moyu and other demon clan descendants were shocked, and their eyes were full of shock.

"Want to know what despair is?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer, staring at Mo Aotian with cold eyes, a terrifying murderous aura spreading out.