Chapter 839

The Dark Magic Leopard suffered a fiasco and was seriously injured. Feng Wuchen and the others lost their shelter.

Da Siming, as a strong man in the God Transformation Realm, can say that it is easier to deal with Feng Wuchen's group than to kill the ants.

Therefore, no matter what means Feng Wuchen uses, Da Siming is fully confident of winning the ancient power.

"Three-eyed Demon Ape! You haven't shot yet! Do you want to watch your brother be killed?" Liu Qingyang roared through voice transmission.

"I can't beat him either! Didn't he die in his hands?" The three-eyed demonic ape shouted angrily, with the violent temper of the three-eyed demonic ape, if it hadn't been sealed in Liu Qingyang's body, he would have come out long ago to clean up the big boss. dead.

"Feng Wuchen, no matter what tricks you play, this Secretary can capture you before you. If you don't believe me, you can try!" Da Siming said contemptuously. dust in the eyes.

Da Siming's strength is too powerful, so powerful that Feng Wuchen and the others are powerless.

While speaking, Da Siming wanted to knock down the dark magic leopard with the terrifying power of his palm.

"Stop!" At this time, a clear and familiar voice came from Feng Wuchen.

"Xiaoxiao!" Hearing this voice, Feng Wuchen and the others' expressions changed dramatically.

"This is Xiaoxiao's voice!" Miao Qingqing exclaimed, and Mei Mu hurriedly looked at the sky where the sound came from.

Liu Qingyang said excitedly: "That's right! It's Xiaoxiao's voice!"

A familiar voice came, and a warm current flowed through Feng Wuchen's whole body, instantly evoking the longing in Feng Wuchen's heart. The images that appeared in his mind were all Ling Xiaoxiao's sweet smile.

"The Holy Maiden of the Ancient Rakshasa Clan." Da Siming frowned slightly, and the power condensed in the palm of his hand also dissipated.

"How could she appear at this time?" Shao Siming slowly opened his eyes.

Above the sky, between the twists and turns of the void, a shadowy figure swayed.

The person who came was Ling Xiaoxiao who had been away for a long time, the saintess of the ancient Rakshasa clan!

"Xiaoxiao!" Feng Wuchen became excited when he saw the familiar face, that beautiful face.

The moment he saw Ling Xiaoxiao, Feng Wuchen realized how much he missed Ling Xiaoxiao deep in his heart.

"The fifth level of the Celestial Realm!" Liu Qingyang exclaimed in shock.

"Xiaoxiao actually broke through the fifth level of the Celestial Pole Realm!" Ye Tianwei and the others were all startled, their eyes widened.

They were all right, the breath emanating from Ling Xiaoxiao's body was indeed the realm of the fifth level of the Celestial Pole Realm.

"Brother Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao came over happily, with a sweet smile on her pretty face, wishing she could throw herself into Feng Wuchen's arms.

During the time he was away, why didn't Ling Xiaoxiao miss Feng Wuchen?

"Xiaoxiao!" Feng Wuchen took the initiative to take Ling Xiaoxiao into his arms, as if letting go, Ling Xiaoxiao would leave him.

The sudden hug caught Ling Xiaoxiao off guard, her face stunned.

But my heart is very happy.

"The Holy Maiden of the Primordial Rakshasa Clan, for the sake of the Rakshasa Clan's face, I can not kill Feng Wuchen, but I must take away the power of the Primordial Ancient. This is the biggest concession I have made." When he spoke, Ling Xiaoxiao's identity was detached, and Da Si Ming did not dare to make a rash move.

Hearing this, Ling Xiaoxiao left Feng Wuchen's embrace, swept his eyes to Da Siming, and said, "Go tell my father, I count three times, if you don't get out, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"You!" Da Siming was furious, and his face instantly turned hideous, but he didn't dare to do anything to Ling Xiaoxiao.

Ling Xiaoxiao's background was too terrifying, and for other reasons, Da Siming was terrified.

But Da Si Ming didn't expect that Ling Xiaoxiao would not give him face so much, and didn't take him as a Da Si Ming at all, so angry that Da Si Ming's lungs were about to explode.

"What? You still want to do it?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked coldly, Ling Xiaoxiao's words were very strong, and they also carried a kind of threat.

Da Si Ming gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and he looked unbearable.

"Da Si Ming, don't be angry." Shao Si Ming discouraged: "The ancient Rakshasa clan is not what it used to be, don't provoke it for the time being, let alone..."

Before Shao Si Ming could finish speaking, Da Si Ming interrupted: "So what? When did the Yin-Yang family ever fear them?"

"Since you're not afraid, let's try it out." Ling Xiaoxiao said confidently, completely suppressing Da Siming's prestige.

"You!" Da Si Ming was furious and furious.

"Da Siming, you are so courageous, do you ignore my words?" At this moment, above the void, an extremely cold and majestic voice came.

"Young Master!" Shao Siming's expression changed suddenly, and he immediately knelt down on one knee.

Da Siming shuddered violently, panic quickly covered his face, and his whole body was in a cold sweat.

Feng Wuchen and the others frowned at the same time, their eyes all looking towards the sky.

"Brother Feng, this person is so scary." Liu Qingyang said in horror. Hearing the sound alone made people tremble.

"Young master of the Yin-Yang family?" Ye Tianwei frowned and said, "To actually scare Da Siming like this."

"Although he can't sense any breath, his voice is terrifying, and his strength must be very terrifying." Yi Tianqing's voice was trembling.

But the voice is scary, showing how scary the young master of the Yin-Yang family is.

"Don't you really dare?" The cold and oppressive voice came again.

While speaking, a voice appeared silently in the sky, and the air did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if the person had been in that position from the beginning.

The person here is the young master of the Yin-Yang family - the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul!

Yin Yang Tianhun is dressed in gorgeous white brocade, showing nobility, with a handsome face, quite a bit of a cold-faced scholar.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul's face was icy cold, and it felt like a thousand miles away.

Feng Wuchen and his group were looking at the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul. This was the first time they had seen the young master of the Yin-Yang family.

"I can't see the cultivation base, but it feels terrible." Zhang Junlan whispered.

"It's hidden so deeply that you can't sense the energy fluctuations at all, can Big Brother Feng see it?" Liu Qingyang frowned, looking at Feng Wuchen.

"The third level of the God Transformation Realm." Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

"What? The third level of the God Transformation Realm?" Feng Wuchen's answer suddenly stunned Liu Qingyang and the others, their faces full of disbelief.

"He is indeed at the third level of the God Transformation Realm. His strength is very strong. He is known as the strongest genius in the mainland. It is a rare encounter in a thousand years. Even the dragon and phoenix monsters are not as good as him." Ling Xiaoxiao confirmed.

"So strong?" Liu Qingyang and the others were shocked again.

The appearance of the yin and yang spirits scared Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming to fart, and their whole bodies trembled.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm really sorry that two stupid subordinates made you unhappy." His eyes swept over Feng Wuchen, Yin Yang Tianhun was kind to Ling Xiaoxiao, quite a gentleman's demeanor. (To be continued)