Chapter 932
The gate of hell was devoured frantically, and more and more people were mercilessly swallowed into it, and finally turned into ashes.
The swallowing speed of the gate of hell was very terrifying. A large number of cultivators were swallowed one after another. In just a few seconds, tens of thousands of people were swallowed.
Even the powerhouses in the God Transformation Realm cannot escape the end of being swallowed!
"Palace Master! Help me! I don't want to die!"
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
"Help! The Hall Master save me!"
The army of the Temple of the God King was so frightened that they cried and howled, and there was nothing they could do if they wanted to escape.
The cultivators who were not swallowed behind were secretly glad that they hadn't rushed up so fast, otherwise they would have been wiped out.
Everyone in the Dragon God Alliance watched this scene in horror, and they were all frightened, and everyone trembled in fear.
Leng Yunkong and the upper levels of the Divine King Temple were extremely frightened, their faces were pale and sluggish, and they had never seen such a terrifying martial skill.
How terrifying is it to swallow tens of thousands of people in seconds?
The existence of the gate of hell is simply the representative of despair!
"This is not true, is it......"
"When did the palace master cultivate such a terrifying martial skill? In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of people were swallowed up, and they were all wiped out."
"I'm not dreaming, right? It's terrible! No wonder the palace master doesn't let us intervene."
The soldiers who blocked the temple of the King of God in all directions were filled with fear and disbelief.
The picture is too terrifying, too terrifying to imagine, I would rather believe that it is a dream than that it is real.
Who can believe it can kill tens of thousands of people in the blink of an eye?
The appearance of the terrifying gate of hell once stopped the war.
If Lenghun was still alive, he would definitely be scared half to death by the door of hell without dust!
"Humph! I said, a lot of people may not kill me!" Feng Wuchen sneered, the gate of hell swallowed tens of thousands of people in an instant, making Feng Wuchen feel quite fulfilled.
At this moment, none of the remaining tens of thousands of troops in the Temple of the God King dared to approach Feng Wuchen, their faces pale and terrified.
In their eyes, Feng Wuchen at this moment is the devil who kills without blinking an eye, whoever goes will die.
"Do you think you'll be fine if you don't rush up?" Feng Wuchen sneered playfully, while speaking, his hands were already marked by rapid changes.
In the gate of hell, the terrifying death energy suddenly boiled, and then condensed into tens of thousands of bloody hands and burst out.
"Shhhhhh!"
The dense bloody hands burst out, the speed is extremely terrifying, with a strong sonic boom, giving them no chance to react at all, madly grabbed the cultivator and pulled it back to the gate of hell.
"Run away!"
"No! Feng Wuchen stop! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"Ah! Hall Master, save me!"
For a time, the terrified shouts spread again, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of cultivators were caught by the terrifying bloody hands into the gate of hell.
In front of the gate of hell, they have no chance of life at all, not even a chance to escape.
Their fate is in the hands of Feng Wuchen, and Feng Wuchen is undoubtedly the King of Hell who controls life and death at this moment!
The terrifying picture once again deeply shocked all the powerhouses present, and none of the powerhouses in the Temple of the King of God came to the rescue.
Such terrifying martial skills, terrifying gates of hell, scared their souls to the ground, and their faces were as pale as dead people.
"Gollum..."
No one in the audience could speak, and they all swallowed their saliva in horror.
Feng Wuchen alone destroyed the 70,000-80,000-strong army of the Temple of the God King, what a terrifying data!
The gate of hell, shock the audience!
The terrifying and ferocious means made the remaining ten thousand or twenty thousand cultivators lose their fighting spirit, their courage was broken, and they all fled in fright.
How small is life before the gates of hell.
"Brothers! Don't let any of them go! Kill!" The Scarlet Emperor roared violently, breaking the dead space.
The elite soldiers of the Dragon Temple used teleportation to start massacres.
Fleeing cultivators, full of fear, completely lost fighting spirit, waiting for their end, only death!
"Shhhhhh!"
"Chucky!"
The next scene is undoubtedly the moment of massacre by the soldiers of the Dragon Temple. Wherever they passed, a large number of corpses fell one after another, and the methods were cruel and ruthless.
After Tian Xianzi and other cultivators of the Dragon God Alliance recovered from their shock, they took action one after another.
After the shock and fear, everyone in the Dragon God Alliance was full of enthusiasm and excitement.
The war is on again.
The Divine King Temple is over, and the terrifying massacre of Feng Wuchen has scared them to death. Now the Dragon God Alliance has launched a major counterattack.
At this moment, no one dared to approach Feng Wuchen for half a step.
The elders of the Temple of the King of God, and because of the horror of the gate of hell, at this moment, fighting with the dead nine layers and others, have become a little dull, and their mentality has been greatly affected.
"Aren't the people from the Demon Race coming?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.
The army of the God King Temple was defeated, and it can be said that the vitality was greatly damaged.
Except for Leng Yunkong, the other powerhouses are no threat at all.
Under such circumstances, the Temple of the King of God could not support it for a long time, but still no strong demons have come to support the Temple of the King of God.
"Feng Wuchen!" Leng Yunkong was so angry that he hated Feng Wuchen, and his scarlet eyes stared at Feng Wuchen.
"boom!"
Leng Yunkong madly rushed towards Feng Wuchen, at an extremely terrifying speed.
"Alliance leader be careful!" Xing Tian shouted in panic, and the three tried their best to pursue him.
However, Leng Yunkong's speed was higher than them, and it was too late to stop Leng Yunkong.
"Humph!" Noticing Leng Yunkong's move, Feng Wuchen was not afraid at all, but instead evoked a contemptuous sneer.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand gently, and the gate of hell disappeared.
Leng Yunkong's strength is terrifying, and the gate of hell can't deal with it at all.
"Feng Wuchen! Accept your life!" Leng Yunkong, who was so furious that he lost his mind, condensed the energy of destruction in his palm, and smashed it ruthlessly at Feng Wuchen.
Leng Yunkong's palm is so powerful that if it is hit, 10,000 Feng Wuchen can't stop it.
The furious Leng Yunkong didn't seem to see Feng Wuchen's calm expression.
"boom!"
"Crack!"
"puff!"
At this critical moment, a black shadow appeared silently in front of Feng Wuchen, and met Leng Yunkong with a palm, with a bang, and the sound of bones shattering, Leng Yunkong spit out. Blood, the figure flew out.
"Palace Master!" Ye Qianshui and other high-level officials were shocked.
A palm interrupted Leng Yunkong's arm and severely injured it. What kind of terrifying powerhouse is this?
The sudden scene made everyone in the Temple of the God King completely desperate.
The person here is Yanlong!
Seeing Yanlong's attack, the three of Chiyuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
When Yan Long takes action, the Temple of the God King will surely perish!
"One transformation into the divine realm!" Leng Yunkong looked at Yan Long in extreme horror. He never imagined that there was such a terrifying powerhouse behind the Dragon Temple. (To be continued)
The swallowing speed of the gate of hell was very terrifying. A large number of cultivators were swallowed one after another. In just a few seconds, tens of thousands of people were swallowed.
Even the powerhouses in the God Transformation Realm cannot escape the end of being swallowed!
"Palace Master! Help me! I don't want to die!"
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
"Help! The Hall Master save me!"
The army of the Temple of the God King was so frightened that they cried and howled, and there was nothing they could do if they wanted to escape.
The cultivators who were not swallowed behind were secretly glad that they hadn't rushed up so fast, otherwise they would have been wiped out.
Everyone in the Dragon God Alliance watched this scene in horror, and they were all frightened, and everyone trembled in fear.
Leng Yunkong and the upper levels of the Divine King Temple were extremely frightened, their faces were pale and sluggish, and they had never seen such a terrifying martial skill.
How terrifying is it to swallow tens of thousands of people in seconds?
The existence of the gate of hell is simply the representative of despair!
"This is not true, is it......"
"When did the palace master cultivate such a terrifying martial skill? In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of people were swallowed up, and they were all wiped out."
"I'm not dreaming, right? It's terrible! No wonder the palace master doesn't let us intervene."
The soldiers who blocked the temple of the King of God in all directions were filled with fear and disbelief.
The picture is too terrifying, too terrifying to imagine, I would rather believe that it is a dream than that it is real.
Who can believe it can kill tens of thousands of people in the blink of an eye?
The appearance of the terrifying gate of hell once stopped the war.
If Lenghun was still alive, he would definitely be scared half to death by the door of hell without dust!
"Humph! I said, a lot of people may not kill me!" Feng Wuchen sneered, the gate of hell swallowed tens of thousands of people in an instant, making Feng Wuchen feel quite fulfilled.
At this moment, none of the remaining tens of thousands of troops in the Temple of the God King dared to approach Feng Wuchen, their faces pale and terrified.
In their eyes, Feng Wuchen at this moment is the devil who kills without blinking an eye, whoever goes will die.
"Do you think you'll be fine if you don't rush up?" Feng Wuchen sneered playfully, while speaking, his hands were already marked by rapid changes.
In the gate of hell, the terrifying death energy suddenly boiled, and then condensed into tens of thousands of bloody hands and burst out.
"Shhhhhh!"
The dense bloody hands burst out, the speed is extremely terrifying, with a strong sonic boom, giving them no chance to react at all, madly grabbed the cultivator and pulled it back to the gate of hell.
"Run away!"
"No! Feng Wuchen stop! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"Ah! Hall Master, save me!"
For a time, the terrified shouts spread again, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of cultivators were caught by the terrifying bloody hands into the gate of hell.
In front of the gate of hell, they have no chance of life at all, not even a chance to escape.
Their fate is in the hands of Feng Wuchen, and Feng Wuchen is undoubtedly the King of Hell who controls life and death at this moment!
The terrifying picture once again deeply shocked all the powerhouses present, and none of the powerhouses in the Temple of the King of God came to the rescue.
Such terrifying martial skills, terrifying gates of hell, scared their souls to the ground, and their faces were as pale as dead people.
"Gollum..."
No one in the audience could speak, and they all swallowed their saliva in horror.
Feng Wuchen alone destroyed the 70,000-80,000-strong army of the Temple of the God King, what a terrifying data!
The gate of hell, shock the audience!
The terrifying and ferocious means made the remaining ten thousand or twenty thousand cultivators lose their fighting spirit, their courage was broken, and they all fled in fright.
How small is life before the gates of hell.
"Brothers! Don't let any of them go! Kill!" The Scarlet Emperor roared violently, breaking the dead space.
The elite soldiers of the Dragon Temple used teleportation to start massacres.
Fleeing cultivators, full of fear, completely lost fighting spirit, waiting for their end, only death!
"Shhhhhh!"
"Chucky!"
The next scene is undoubtedly the moment of massacre by the soldiers of the Dragon Temple. Wherever they passed, a large number of corpses fell one after another, and the methods were cruel and ruthless.
After Tian Xianzi and other cultivators of the Dragon God Alliance recovered from their shock, they took action one after another.
After the shock and fear, everyone in the Dragon God Alliance was full of enthusiasm and excitement.
The war is on again.
The Divine King Temple is over, and the terrifying massacre of Feng Wuchen has scared them to death. Now the Dragon God Alliance has launched a major counterattack.
At this moment, no one dared to approach Feng Wuchen for half a step.
The elders of the Temple of the King of God, and because of the horror of the gate of hell, at this moment, fighting with the dead nine layers and others, have become a little dull, and their mentality has been greatly affected.
"Aren't the people from the Demon Race coming?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.
The army of the God King Temple was defeated, and it can be said that the vitality was greatly damaged.
Except for Leng Yunkong, the other powerhouses are no threat at all.
Under such circumstances, the Temple of the King of God could not support it for a long time, but still no strong demons have come to support the Temple of the King of God.
"Feng Wuchen!" Leng Yunkong was so angry that he hated Feng Wuchen, and his scarlet eyes stared at Feng Wuchen.
"boom!"
Leng Yunkong madly rushed towards Feng Wuchen, at an extremely terrifying speed.
"Alliance leader be careful!" Xing Tian shouted in panic, and the three tried their best to pursue him.
However, Leng Yunkong's speed was higher than them, and it was too late to stop Leng Yunkong.
"Humph!" Noticing Leng Yunkong's move, Feng Wuchen was not afraid at all, but instead evoked a contemptuous sneer.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand gently, and the gate of hell disappeared.
Leng Yunkong's strength is terrifying, and the gate of hell can't deal with it at all.
"Feng Wuchen! Accept your life!" Leng Yunkong, who was so furious that he lost his mind, condensed the energy of destruction in his palm, and smashed it ruthlessly at Feng Wuchen.
Leng Yunkong's palm is so powerful that if it is hit, 10,000 Feng Wuchen can't stop it.
The furious Leng Yunkong didn't seem to see Feng Wuchen's calm expression.
"boom!"
"Crack!"
"puff!"
At this critical moment, a black shadow appeared silently in front of Feng Wuchen, and met Leng Yunkong with a palm, with a bang, and the sound of bones shattering, Leng Yunkong spit out. Blood, the figure flew out.
"Palace Master!" Ye Qianshui and other high-level officials were shocked.
A palm interrupted Leng Yunkong's arm and severely injured it. What kind of terrifying powerhouse is this?
The sudden scene made everyone in the Temple of the God King completely desperate.
The person here is Yanlong!
Seeing Yanlong's attack, the three of Chiyuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
When Yan Long takes action, the Temple of the God King will surely perish!
"One transformation into the divine realm!" Leng Yunkong looked at Yan Long in extreme horror. He never imagined that there was such a terrifying powerhouse behind the Dragon Temple. (To be continued)
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