Chapter 1493



"Biscale Mo Luotong! It's over! Fengying is under control!"

Seeing Feng Wuchen's eyes flashing purple light, everyone in Guigu City seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar and was extremely worried.

It is rare that a terrifying powerhouse will take action against Taoist Zitong. They don't want Feng Wuchen to die under Bilin Mo Luotong.

"No one has survived from this Daoist's Bi-scale Demon Luo Tong! Fengying! Your time of death has come!"

Taoist Zitong shouted angrily, and the energy knife mercilessly stabbed Feng Wuchen's heart.

"Ding!"

However, what shocked Taoist Zitong was that the moment the energy stabbed into Feng Wuchen's heart, there was a clanging sound, which was actually blocked and could no longer advance to the village.

"Artifact Battle Armor!" Taoist Zitong frowned slightly and said fiercely, "Can Divine Artifact Battle Armor protect your head?"

A sword failed to stab the heart, and Taoist Zitong stabbed Feng Wuchen with another sword.

But at this moment, a mysterious and strange energy spread out from Feng Wuchen's body.

Daoist Zitong, who attacked fiercely, moved dozens of times slower in an instant, and even stopped.

"What's going on? What kind of power is this?" Taoist Zitong was horrified, and a strong sense of unease came to his heart again. He didn't know what happened, but he knew that his actions were bound by some mysterious power.

"Bizian Mo Luotong is just like that." Feng Wuchen suddenly sneered.

"boom!"

"puff!"

When the words fell, Feng Wuchen slammed a punch on the chest of Daoist Zitong, with a bang, the domineering and terrifying power shocked the Daoist Zitong to vomit blood on the spot, and his body flew out.

"Okay... so strong! Bilin Mo Luotong can't control Fengying!"

"I can't believe that there are still people who are not controlled by Biscale Mo Luotong!"

"Fengying's strength is too powerful! Taoist Zitong is sure to die!"

The cultivators of Ghost Valley City were shocked again, and their previous worries turned into ecstasy once again.

The front was hit hard by Feng Wuchen, and Taoist Zitong's injuries aggravated a lot, and his face was slightly pale.

"This is impossible! Bi-scale Demon Luo Tong has clearly controlled him, why is he still able to take action?" Taoist Zi Tong looked at Feng Wuchen in extreme horror, as if he were looking at a monster.

Bilin Mo Luotong is an immortal and has extremely strong control. Taoist Zitong has never missed this move, but he has failed in Feng Wuchen.

This made Taoist Zitong feel extremely puzzled.

Looking at Feng Wuchen in horror, Taoist Zitong asked in disbelief: "You... how did you break the blue-scale demon Luotong? You are clearly under my control, this is impossible... "

"Frankly speaking, your blue-scaled demon Luotong does have a strong control power, but it can only control the body. Since you know that I am a Dragon God clan, then you should know that I have a strong physical power. Power, still can't control me." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Buzz!"

The domineering and terrifying divine power burst out, shaking the void again, and the dazzling golden light illuminated the dim space.

"Taoist Zitong, have you seen the divine art?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer. At the same time, Feng Wuchen's hands had already formed a mysterious mark, and finally he folded his hands together.

"What? God's Secret Art?" The face of Taoist Zitong changed greatly, and he became extremely frightened.

The sharp eyes raised slightly and swept towards Taoist Zitong in the distance, Feng Wuchen's mouth evoked a dangerous sneer.

"God's Secret Art! The sky descends and the gods fall!"

Feng Wuchen slammed with a loud shout, and a monstrous power rose to the sky. In the next second, in the dim void, a huge meteorite condensed out of nowhere, as if it flew from outer space. With visual impact, the pressure of terror is suffocating.

"Then... what is that? What kind of decree is this?"

"Oh my God, this is a meteorite! What a terrifying aura! Is this a magic trick?"

"Fengying can actually do such a terrifying magic trick! I've never seen it before!"

The cultivators of Ghost Valley City instantly fell into intense fear. Seeing the huge meteorite, everyone was inexplicably terrified, just like the end of Ghost Valley City.

No one dared to imagine what would happen to Ghost Valley City when the huge meteorite fell.

"Heaven... God descends from the sky..." Taoist Zitong was extremely frightened, his body trembled violently, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Dragon... Dragon God Supreme Divine Secret Art! Feng Ying actually knows Dragon God Supreme Divine Secret Art! Back then, Long Zun injured Tian Zun by descending from the sky!" Taoist Zitong said in extreme horror, in his heart The last line of defense completely collapsed.

"So you know that the gods fall from the sky." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Dragon God Supreme was killed by Heavenly Venerate decades ago, you can't know Dragon Lord's divine art!" Zitong Taoist said in horror.

"I am Dragon Lord!" Feng Wuchen said coldly and proudly.

That's right! Falling down from the sky is the divine secret of Dragon Venerable!

The huge meteorite fell down at an extremely fast speed, giving Taoist Zitong no time to think about it.

"Xianjue! Rank 7 Howling Sky Palm!"

Taoist Zitong tried his best to urge his energy, shouted in horror, and then slammed his palm out.

"boom!"

The palm print containing terrifying power slammed on the meteorite, except for an explosion, it had no effect and could not shake the meteorite in the slightest.

"What?" Seeing the force of the palm print being forcibly destroyed, Taoist Zitong became more and more frightened.

"Zi Tong Taoist, no matter how powerful the Immortal Jue is, in front of the divine art, it is still vulnerable!" Feng Wuchen sneered.

The reason why the divine art is called the divine art is that the divine art is completely superior to the immortal art. Whether it is momentum or power, it cannot be compared with the immortal art.

"Xianjue! Red refining ghost claws!"

"Xianjue! Eight Desolate Heavenly Palms!"

"Xian Jue..."

The extremely frightened Daoist Zitong launched Immortal Jutsu attacks one after another, and the earth-shattering explosions continued one after another, and the energy ripples of destruction ruthlessly devastated the void.

However, no matter how many immortal skills the Taoist Zitong casts, they cannot shake the terrifying meteorite.

"Impossible! It's impossible! No...no!" Seeing the terrifying meteorite pressing down, Taoist Zitong was completely desperate, and finally instinctively stretched out his hands to resist.

"Humph! Can you stop it?" Feng Wuchen sneered disdainfully.

"boom!"

"puff!"

The huge meteorite slammed into it, and with a bang, the extremely terrifying force shocked the people of Zitong Daoist to vomit blood, and the injury worsened in an instant.

The huge meteorite has been pressing the Taoist Zitong and fell into the mountains far away from Ghost Valley City.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The mountain range was vulnerable to a single blow, and the meteorite blasted out tens of thousands of craters, sputtering countless rubble, and terrifying winds swept away. Large abyss-like cracks continued to tear and spread, and the mountain range shook violently, as if the entire Shura The domain is shaking.

The power of the divine art is so terrifying.

"Gollum..."

The many cultivators in Ghost Valley City looked in horror at the huge meteorite in the distance. The spectacular and terrifying scene scared them to pieces.

The whole city was dead silent.

The life and death of Taoist Zitong, who was pressed down by a huge meteorite, is unknown.