Chapter 701

Feng Wuchen slowly closed his eyes.

The current situation of the Dragon Temple, Feng Wuchen only needs to sense it a little, and it will be clear.

The aura of many soldiers in the Dragon Temple disappeared.

Chi Huang, Huan Yang, Blood Wind, Huo Ming, Sword Soul and other elite soldiers have disappeared.

Feng Wuchen's heart was dripping blood, and his heart was aching like a knife, burning with anger.

"It's too late." Feng Wuchen felt remorse in his heart, regretting why he didn't sense Ling Xiaoxiao's call earlier, regretting why he didn't come back sooner.

If Feng Wuchen could come back an hour or two earlier, perhaps none of this would have happened.

If it was one step later, Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing would also die.

"Palace Master! Big Brother Scarlet Emperor, they are all dead!"

"The brothers desperately resisted and suffered heavy casualties. The space here is blocked. We can't notify Zhang Family and Xianqi Pavilion, and Miss Xiaoxiao can't summon strong people to support."

"Palace Master, Lenghun has a magic weapon, and his magic weapon can break the spirit formation barrier of Miss Xiaoxiao!"

"Palace Master, the brothers died so miserably, we must avenge them!"

"..."

The soldiers of the Dragon Temple vented their grief and anger one after another.

"Brother Feng." Miao Qingqing descended with Liu Qingyang, who was seriously injured, and Meimu looked at Feng Wuchen who said nothing.

From Feng Wuchen, who appeared to kill the three-level powerhouse of the Heavenly Pole Realm, Feng Wuchen's face was expressionless, and he didn't say a word.

"Feng Wuchen, are you regretting? Are you regretting that you didn't come back sooner?" Staring at Feng Wuchen with a playful gaze, Leng Hunsen sneered.

Feng Wuchen didn't answer, and glanced at Zhuge Liancheng and Mo Linger. Feng Wuchen's expressionless face made them feel chills.

No one knew what Feng Wuchen was thinking, his behavior was abnormal, but everyone could feel the monstrous anger that Feng Wuchen was invisible.

"Bring back the bodies of the brothers."

Feng Wuchen moved his True Yuan slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the corpses of the soldiers flew down everywhere, one by one, and Feng Wuchen spoke expressionlessly, as if he had no soul.

"Palace Master..." The wet eyes of the soldiers all looked at Feng Wuchen.

Chaoshen and other soldiers have caught the slowly falling corpse.

"What's the point of this? You're all going to die anyway. You collect the corpses for them, but no one collects the corpses for you." Lenghun spread his hands and sneered.

"Buzz!"

The moment Lenghun's words fell, an extremely terrifying force began to burst out from Feng Wuchen's body, and the dark red radiance rose into the sky, straight into the sky, and condensed a huge blood-red vortex.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand, holding the Dragon Divine Sword in his hand, the power of destroying the world and the power of the second stage of the Supreme Body were simultaneously activated, the terrifying aura skyrocketed wildly, and the void vibrated more and more violently.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen's breath has instantly risen to the peak of the third level of the Celestial Realm.

In the next second, behind Feng Wuchen, a pair of black wings stretched out in vain, and its breath soared again, breaking through again.

The Four Peaks of the Celestial Realm!

The terrifying improvement scared the powerhouses of the Divine King Temple to the core, and everyone's faces turned pale.

With such a terrifying power, it is no wonder that it can instantly kill the third level of the Celestial Realm.

"Can it be improved further? I don't care about this power." Lenghun sneered, with no fear on his face.

The monstrous murderous aura, the monstrous aura, poured out from Feng Wuchen's body continuously, which is breathtaking and makes people feel terrified when they see it.

Before Feng Wuchen made a move, he just glanced at it, and it gave people a feeling of fear, as if he had seen a devil.

Feng Wuchen's eyes, like demonization, turned bloody, and a trace of blood permeated out, full of bloodthirsty and ruthlessness.

The wind has gone crazy! Totally in a runaway stance!

That terrifying appearance made Mo Linger and Zhuge Liancheng tremble and retreat uncontrollably.

They had never seen such a terrible wind and dust.

"Nine-layered Universe Slaughtering God Formation! Open!"

A low voice spit out from Feng Wuchen's mouth.

"Buzz!"

The Dragon Temple hummed and vibrated, and in a flash of blood, the Dragon Temple palace was immediately wrapped in a huge blood-colored energy.

This time the formation was activated, the breath was completely different from before, the power of the formation became more terrifying, and the brilliance changed from golden light to bloody light, which was extremely strange.

The Nine-layer Universe Killing God Array was opened by Feng Wuchen, and its power was definitely dozens of times stronger than before.

Seeing this, Lenghun shrugged his shoulders and said disdainfully: "The spirit formation can't stop it, let alone your little formation? You should come up with other skills."

Lenghun didn't take Feng Wuchen seriously at all, and his contempt was extremely obvious.

"Pong!"

Feng Wuchen, who was in a state of madness and berserk, ignited a raging black fire on the surface of his body in vain, and a terrifying cold atmosphere turned into a gust of wind and swept away.

"Chucky!"

The terrifying icy aura, wherever it passes, the space freezes into ice.

The icy aura was extremely domineering, almost in the blink of an eye, and hundreds of disciples in the Divine King's Temple turned into ice sculptures.

"What kind of flame is this? It's actually an icy aura!" Lenghun's face finally changed, becoming shocked and horrified.

"Master, be careful, his flames are very strange." Kun Yun frowned and admonished, with a dignified expression.

In the blink of an eye, that is, in an instant, the remaining hundreds of disciples in the Divine King's Temple and a dozen experts from the Heavenly Realm were frozen into ice sculptures.

What a terrifying cold it is?

There are more than a dozen experts in the Celestial Realm. If they are not strong in cultivation, I am afraid that they will not be able to escape the end of the ice sculpture.

Even if they escaped, the terrifying cold air made them feel extremely frightened.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand suddenly, and the black flames that ignited wildly on his body spread wildly around like a volcanic eruption, and the power was extremely fierce.

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the Temple of the God King was besieged and all their escape routes were blocked.

This is the anger of the wind and dust!

"You all have to die!"

Feng Wuchen spoke in vain, every word was full of endless killing intent, like a demon from hell, and like an incarnation of despair.

"What kind of flame is this?" Zhuge Liancheng was so frightened that he had no masters.

Mo Linger was completely stunned, her eyes were full of fear.

"Black flames are unusual, Young Palace Master, be careful!" Kun Yun became vigilant, and the power of the God Transformation Realm was also activated. Intuition told him that the black flames were very terrifying.

Lenghun's face was icy cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said fiercely: "Humph! What are you afraid of? The mere black fire, can you still deal with us?"

But when Lenghun's words fell, his face was slightly startled, and he said in horror: "My strength is draining!"

"Not good! The black flame is devouring our power!" Kun Yun was shocked.

"Go away!" Lenghun shouted angrily, the terrifying wind energy burst out, and the terrifying storm condensed with him as the center. (To be continued)