Chapter 1138

"In the realm of the immortal-grade inscription master, the immortal-grade runes refined will be more powerful, and there is no harm in preparing more."

In the deep mountains not far from Sun Moon Lake, Feng Wuchen sat alone on top of the towering boulder to refine runes.

The domineering soul power spread out, and in Feng Wuchen's superb gesture, a piece of powerful immortal rune was refined.

Among these runes, in addition to the powerful runes, Feng Wuchen also refined various auxiliary runes.

The powerhouses in the heavens are like clouds, and Feng Wuchen not only provokes the Spirit Emperor, but is also hunted down by many forces in the spiritual realm such as the Moon God Palace, which can be described as very dangerous.

Therefore, Feng Wuchen must be prepared for self-protection.

Refining the immortal rune is enough to allow Feng Wuchen to escape smoothly when facing a Tianjun-level powerhouse, or to contend with one or two.

"There are also certain differences between the immortal runes in the heavens and the immortal runes in the human world. The powers of the runes are also different. With my current soul power, I should be able to refine the heavenly runes." Feng Wuchen said to himself, still quite confident in his own soul power.

Above the sky, an old man flew by, and the originally plain old face suddenly changed slightly.

"What a domineering and powerful soul force!" The old man looked in the direction of the deep mountain in surprise, and immediately flew away.

Feng Wuchen, who was refining runes, noticed a tyrannical aura quickly approaching, frowned and said: "Tianpin Inscription Master! Heavenly God Realm Powerhouse!"

But the realm of the Tianpin inscription master is enough to shock Feng Wuchen, but what makes Feng Wuchen even more shocked is that the person who comes here is still a powerhouse of the gods.

Feng Wuchen only hopes that he is not an enemy. If it is a strong man from the Moon God Palace or a strong man from the Spiritual Emperor Temple, then it may be difficult for him to retreat today.

"call out!"

As soon as Feng Wuchen's voice fell, a sound of breaking the air came at a very terrifying speed, almost in the blink of an eye.

The visitor was an old man in a white robe, with a dull smile on his old face, and his old eyes were looking at Feng Wuchen with interest.

Feng Wuchen didn't know the old man in front of him, but he could see that the old man was in the realm of a Heavenly Inscription Master, and his soul power was extremely powerful.

"It's unbelievable. In the realm of immortal-grade inscription inscription masters, the soul power has reached the heaven-grade level, which is unheard of." The old man exclaimed, as if he had seen a treasure.

"Oh? It's still an immortal-grade alchemist! Both fields have reached the immortal-grade realm!" Upon closer inspection, the old man's face could not help but show a look of shock.

"Who is the senior?" Feng Wuchen asked vigilantly, looking at the old man.

The old man did not answer, but activated his soul power, and slammed a fierce palm at Feng Wuchen. Seeing the fierce momentum of the old man, it seemed that he planned to kill Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen's complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he felt a huge pressure.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the two palms clashed fiercely, with a loud bang, and the tyrannical soul force slammed wildly.

The head-to-head fight between the two is not a competition of strength, but a competition of soul power!

"This old guy's soul power is close to the realm of congenital products!" At the moment of the fierce collision, Feng Wuchen was shocked when he felt the surging soul power of the old man.

"It's not easy. Who is this kid? In the realm of immortal-grade inscription masters, his soul power is extremely domineering and powerful, and has surpassed the realm of heaven-grade."

"This son is also an alchemist. He has such high achievements in two fields at a young age. It's not easy. He is a good genius, and it is extremely rare in the heavens."

The old man was also shocked.

"Soul power is so domineering and powerful, the realm of immortal grade can actually compete with the realm of the old man's heaven grade, boy, it is not easy." The old man smiled lightly, and the surging soul power was continuously motivated.

"You're not easy either!" Feng Wuchen frowned deeply, frantically urging his soul force to fight.

Feng Wuchen could see that the old man simply wanted to compete with Feng Wuchen for soul power, and there was no malice, so he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"This old guy's soul power is not simple, I can't hold it anymore!" Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart, but he forcibly didn't show it on his face.

Feng Wuchen is only in the realm of immortals, while the old man is close to the realm of congenital, and his soul power is more than one realm away.

"This kid's soul power is not only domineering and powerful, but he can persist for so long! If he was replaced by another immortal inscription master, he has already been defeated. The old man's soul power is about to be exhausted, but he can still persevere." The old man thought. Shocked again, even a little unbelievable.

The old man was the same as Feng Wuchen, his soul power was fierce and hard, and the consumption was extremely high. The two of them were almost unable to support it, but they both endured it and seemed to endure until they won.

As time passed, the two of them, who had resisted and refused to admit defeat, had a struggling expression on their faces, but they both insisted on gritting their teeth.

"Good boy, you still don't admit defeat!" The old man was very anxious.

You must know that the old man is in the realm of heaven. If he loses to a junior in the realm of immortals, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?

"This old man is really determined! His soul power is exhausted and he still doesn't admit defeat!" Feng Wuchen was also secretly anxious.

Neither of them said a word, they looked directly at each other, as if they wanted to kill each other with their eyes.

When the soul power of the two of them was about to be exhausted, Feng Wuchen said weakly, "I can't hold it anymore!"

"I lost!" Feng Wuchen said reluctantly.

But when Feng Wuchen opened his mouth, his pale face was stunned.

"I lost." At the same time as Feng Wuchen spoke, the old man also spoke.

The two of them conceded defeat in unison, and they were both stunned.

"Haha!" After being stunned for a moment, the old man burst into laughter and praised: "Having such a domineering and profound soul force at such a young age really makes the old man feel ashamed. The old man has seen many talented inscription masters, but I am very similar to you. Compared, they are too far away."

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen smiled and said, "Thank you for your praise, senior. The soul power of senior is not comparable to that of ordinary Tianpin inscription masters. I admire it."

"Little brother, what's your name?" The old man looked at Feng Wuchen and asked, very interested in Feng Wuchen.

"Feng Wuchen." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.

"Wind without dust, follow the wind without dust, a good name." The old man smiled and nodded.

"Which force's disciple are you?" the old man asked again. He really wanted to know what kind of powerful inscription master was able to cultivate such an excellent disciple.

"No door, no faction." Feng Wuchen replied.

"What? No sect and no sect?" The old man was stunned again when he heard the words, and couldn't believe it: "How is this possible? No sect and no sect, are you cultivating by yourself?"

"I got an adventure by chance, so I have today's realm." Feng Wuchen casually found a lie.

"A genius! A peerless genius!" The old man suddenly exclaimed. (To be continued)