Chapter 592

"The sixth-order forging, the sixth-level Heaven and Human Realm, the strength of the Dan Emperor is really terrifying."

"Emperor Dan is ruthless, and as an enemy, he will surely die."

High in the sky, most of the Immortal Artifact Pavilions have been looking at Feng Wuchen, amazed in their hearts.

When Feng Wuchen went to the Immortal Artifact Pavilion, Feng Wuchen was only in the Tianyuan realm, but now he has risen to the sixth level of the heaven and human realm. The terrifying speed of cultivation also shocked Dadutong.

"The power of Emperor Dan is very terrifying, I am afraid it is the legendary power of the ancients, or even the power of the ancients!"

"In the realm of Emperor Dan, the magical powers of a single thought can make high-quality immortal weapons. Such a terrifying genius is absolutely unmatched in the mainland. Even the young master of the Yin-Yang family can't be compared with Emperor Dan. Talent, in a few years, can definitely surpass the young master of the Yin-Yang family!"

"The decision of the pavilion owner seems to be correct. Emperor Dan has such a terrifying ability at a young age. There must be a peerless powerhouse behind him! I am afraid it is the legendary powerhouse of the true god realm!"

Dadutong murmured secretly in his heart, in addition to being respectful to Feng Wuchen, now there is more fear.

Dadutong has seen too many geniuses, but he has never seen a terrifying genius like Feng Wuchen, and Feng Wuchen is the first.

"Brothers, kill well." Stepping on Tianwumen, Feng Wuchen flicked the blood of the dragon sword, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's an enemy, you must die!" Huanyang and Chaoshen and other soldiers shouted one after another, and the iron-blooded murderous aura swept wildly, and the momentum was shocking and soul-stirring.

"Next!" Feng Wuchen sneered fiercely.

The destruction of Tianwumen is already the eighth force destroyed by the Dragon Temple!

The cultivators who were watching were so frightened that they couldn't speak, and they stayed in place like petrified, even after the people in the Dragon Temple left, they still haven't recovered.

Feng Wuchen never went to the Sacred Sun Sect. He wanted to stay at the end. He had to clean up the shrimp soldiers and crabs first, and then deal with the Sacred Sun Sect slowly.

"Tianwumen is destroyed! Tianwumen is destroyed!"

"Dragon Temple is too terrifying! No one in Tianwumen was spared, and everyone was killed!"

"Including Tianwumen, the eighth force has been bloodbathed! How many forces will the Dragon God Temple destroy?"

After the news of Tianwumen's bloodbath spread, it violently shocked the forces and families of the Illusory Sea Realm, and countless cultivators were extremely panic. According to such a terrifying killing speed, the major forces of the Illusory Sea Realm would only be wiped out.

Such a terrifying Dragon Temple, who can stop it?

The Dragon God Temple has smashed the major forces with blood and blood, and it is like killing gods when encountering gods, killing Buddhas when encountering Buddhas, no one can match!

The existence of the Dragon Temple is like the Temple of the King of Hell, and Feng Wuchen is the King of Hell who is in charge of life and death. If you die, you have to die!

This is definitely the most tragic thing that Illusory Sea Realm has ever encountered.

There was a big force that attacked the Dragon Temple, and they learned that Tianwumen was also bloodbathed. They were completely desperate, and they didn't know how many people had fled their forces.

There is no escape, only a dead end.

Today, the Dragon Temple has become an existence that terrifies everyone in the Illusory Sea Realm.

Next, the three major forces of Zifeng Palace, Tianyun Pavilion, and Xuandao Sect were washed in blood one after another, and no one could escape the death demon.

In the cold-blooded slaughter all the way, the soldiers of the Dragon Temple were not injured.

They are the incarnation of the god of war, the invincible god of war!

The soldiers of the Dragon Temple are all covered in the blood of the enemy, and they can print bloody footprints when they take a step. They have completely turned into blood people, and the blood is still dripping, which is very scary.

Eleven, there are as many as eleven big forces in the bloodbath of the Dragon God Temple!

"Next!" Feng Wuchen held the Dragon Divine Sword with a monstrous momentum and majesty.

"Palace Master, the major forces that attacked us are the Shengyang Sect, and the other forces have been eliminated." Ye Tianwei said.

"Is it only the Sacred Sun Sect?" Feng Wuchen sneered at the corner of his mouth and said, "Brothers, let's go to the Sacred Sun Sect."

Shengyang Sect is the most powerful force in the Illusory Sea Realm, and its strength is extremely tyrannical.

But the Dragon Temple is not afraid at all!

"Shhhhhh!"

Hundreds of soldiers from the Dragon Temple, headed by Feng Wuchen, flew to the Sacred Sun Sect at high speed. The monstrous momentum and the murderous aura of iron blood captured the hearts and souls of the people.

Shengyang Sect is the last battle of the Dragon Temple!

"Dragon Temple has wiped out the three major forces again, it's terrifying!"

"Dragon God Temple is going to Sacred Sun Sect! Oh my God, does Dragon God Temple still want to destroy the most powerful force in our Illusory Sea Realm?"

"Dragon God Temple doesn't have Tianji realm strong, they dare to go to Shengyang Sect, are they confident that they can destroy Shengyang Sect?"

Knowing that the Dragon Temple went to the Sacred Sun Sect, countless practitioners in the Illusory Sea Realm were even more terrified. The shock brought by the Dragon Temple was so severe that they felt that the Sacred Sun Sect could not stop the Dragon Temple.

The news frantically swept the Illusory Sea Realm, and the cultivators who received the news were all terrified.

In the Xianhai Tower, Mo Linger and Zhuge Liancheng were also dumbfounded.

"Ten... Eleven forces were washed with blood..." Mo Ling'er opened her mouth wide, her pretty face full of shock and disbelief.

"Heaven...Tianwumen was also washed with blood? This...how is this possible..." Zhuge Liancheng was dumbfounded, his words were intermittent, and his whole body was trembling.

"That's right! The Dragon Temple is now on its way to the Sacred Sun Sect!"

"The strength of the Dragon Temple is too terrifying! I don't know if the Holy Sun Sect can stop the Dragon Temple!"

Hearing this, Mo Linger suddenly woke up and said quickly, "Brother Zhuge, let's go to Shengyang Sect!"

At this moment, there are already many cultivators with powerful cultivation bases rushing to Shengyang Sect, and they want to see the final result.

Wherever the Dragon Temple passed, everyone in the Illusory Sea Realm was terrified, as if they had seen a ghost.

Eleven major forces in the Illusory Sea Realm were bloodbathed by the Dragon God Temple, and the news has also reached the Sacred Sun Sect.

In the Sacred Sun Sect, the elders and the high-level officials were full of panic and worry, but the sect master had a gloomy and ugly face.

Duan Moming's face was full of shock and disbelief. He knew the strength of the Dragon God Temple very well, and it was impossible to wash away so many forces in the Illusory Sea Realm.

What's more, Tianwumen still has Tianji realm powerhouses in charge, no matter how strong the Dragon Temple is, but there are no Tianji realm powerhouses, how to eliminate Tianwumen?

But the news has spread in the Magic Sea Realm, and Duan Moming can't believe it.

The hall of Shengyang Sect was dead silent, the atmosphere was so strange that no one dared to speak.

Hundreds of soldiers from the Dragon Temple, headed by Feng Wuchen, are already close to the Sacred Sun Sect.

"They're here!" In the main hall, the sect master frowned deeply, already feeling the iron-blooded murderous aura and shocking atmosphere.

The monstrous weather and the terrifying murderous aura of the soldiers of the Dragon God Temple rolled over like a mountain, and quickly enveloped the Sacred Sun Sect.

In the Sacred Sun Sect, many strong men and disciples were trembling with fear, and their eyes swept high in the sky.

"Duan Moming! Come out and lead to death!" From high in the sky, there was Feng Wuchen's majestic roar. (To be continued)