Chapter 1600



"Divine Grade Inscription Master?"

Feng Wuchen's eyes lit up and instantly became clear and bright, with a bright smile on his face, and excitedly said: "Xiaoxiao is really smart! I forgot about this."

Seeing Feng Wuchen's bright and excited smile, everyone looked at each other in dismay.

What is this all about? I couldn't understand what Ling Xiaoxiao was saying.

"Xiaoxiao, what kind of divine inscription master, what is the solution? Why didn't Grandpa hear it?" Ling Muyun asked in surprise, unable to come up with it after racking his brains.

"Chen'er, you should say what the solution is, it will make us anxious to death!" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously.

"Teacher, you don't want to threaten with your soul power, do you? This will kill Long Nitian." Zhang Junlan was taken aback.

Feng Wuchen shook his head, smiled faintly, and said, "Although Ximen Xuanzi is a divine inscription master, even if my soul power is higher than his, I can't threaten him, but his fire poison must be very terrifying. People feel creepy."

"Fire poison?" Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized!

What Feng Wuchen is best at is controlling fire poison!

"Ximen Xuanzi, the old fox, it's over." Everyone in the Dragon Temple felt pity for Ximen Xuanzi, and seemed to have imagined Ximen Xuanzi's tragic end.

The horror of the fire poison, the alchemists and artifact refiners present have seen it with their own eyes, and it is definitely not a pain that ordinary people can bear.

"Who wants to visit the Ximen family with me?" Looking at everyone, Feng Wuchen asked with a harmless smile.

"I'm going!" Liu Qingyang jumped out first.

"How could such a great deed be without me?" Zhang Junlan stood up second.

"Wherever brother Feng goes, I'll go!" Ling Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

"I'll go as well!"

"Leader! I'll go too!"

"And I!"

Everyone in the Dragon God Hall rang out one after another, as if they had been beaten with blood, they were extremely excited, Yun Youzi and Xing Feng and other older generation people also participated in it, as if they were not going to the Ximen family, but heaven.

"Unfeeling, go to the Ximen aristocratic family immediately and tell them that everyone in the Dragon Temple will visit the Ximen aristocratic family in two hours." Feng Wuchen ordered.

"Yes! Master!" replied ruthlessly and respectfully, and immediately rushed to the Ximen family.

"I don't care about the old man of the gate of the heavens, the old man will also go to the Ximen family to be a guest!" Bai Mie shouted loudly, and the word "visit" increased his tone.

The people in the hall immediately retaliated and laughed.

......

Simon family.

The unfeeling flash appeared, it was a momentary move.

"Who is coming?" Ximen Fanjian came over and shouted coldly.

The ruthless cultivation base has broken through the realm of the seventh heavenly emperor, and the pressure of the qi that spreads from his body is very terrifying, and Ximen Fan Jian does not dare to neglect.

But when he saw who was coming, he couldn't help but wonder: "The head of the eighteen emperors is heartless?"

"Tell Ximen Xuanzi, two hours later, everyone in the Dragon God Palace will come to the Ximen family as a guest!" Ji Qing said with an expressionless face, and the words and figures also disappeared.

Ximen Fan Jian was stunned on the spot: "Everyone is here as a guest?"

Doesn't this mean that the Dragon Temple and the Ximen Family are at war?

Thinking of this, Ximen Fan Jian's face changed drastically again, and he fled back to the hall in panic to report.

"Everyone is here as a guest?" Ximen Changkong's expression was sluggish, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

"Is this Fengying's brain kicked by a donkey? Don't you know that Long Nitian is in our hands? How dare you take action against us?"

"Isn't Feng Ying very smart? Why are you being stupid this time?" Ximen Qing said with disdain.

"Patriarch, since they are coming to die, why don't we do it?" Ximen Yunchong sneered, but he also hoped that everyone in the Dragon Temple would come to die.

"Patriarch, do you want to inform Young Master Zhu?" Ximen Fan Jian asked worriedly.

Ximen Xuanzi stood aside with a gloomy face and did not speak.

But the icy coercion that erupted in an instant made Ximen Fan Jian shiver, and the coldness reached Tianling Gai from the soles of his feet, which made him shut up immediately.

Ximen Xuanzi would never believe that Feng Wuchen would come to die, much less that Feng Wuchen was a fool.

If not, there is another conspiracy.

Ximen Xuanzi was suspicious, and he had to think carefully about everything, and be cautious again and again.

The more strange things are, the more Ximen Xuanzi treats them, and must not be sloppy.

Two hours passed in a blink of an eye.

"The family... the head of the family... is here, they are here! Everyone in the Dragon Temple is here, six or seven hundred people!" A Celestial Realm clansman rushed into the hall as if he had seen a ghost to report.

The atmosphere in the hall was very heavy, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura was deeply frightening.

Ximen Xuanzi, the three elders, and other high-level officials had serious expressions on their faces, obviously already aware of the mighty power of the Dragon Temple.

"The strength of the Dragon Temple has risen to such a terrifying level!" Ximen Zhangkong frowned deeply, never knowing that the Dragon Temple had such a powerful strength.

After a while, the army of the Dragon Temple was pressing down.

"Welcome!" Ximen Xuanzi said solemnly, walking out of the hall first, and everyone followed behind, as if facing a great enemy.

Thousands of people from the Ximen aristocratic family gathered together, and the strong people were like clouds, showing the strength of the Ximen aristocratic family.

It is by no means comparable to the celestial transcendental strength.

"Young Master is here! There are still so many people here, is this going to start a war?" In the Ximen family's death row, Long Nitian suddenly opened his eyes, sensing the aura of everyone in the Dragon Temple, and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

It's too big, isn't it? Are you going to start a war?

Is this the Feng Wuchen he knew?

"Patriarch Ximen, I came down from the Dragon God Temple today to be a guest of the Ximen family. I wonder if I'm sincere enough?" His eyes swept over everyone in the Ximen family, and Feng Wuchen squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Young Master Dragon God is here, it's an honor for the Ximen family." Ximen Xuanzi smiled lightly, neither humble nor arrogant, with no fear on his face.

With Long Nitian as a bargaining chip, Ximen Xuanzi was full of confidence, but he also wanted to see what Feng Wuchen wanted to do.

"Patriarch Ximen, your palace has to be rebuilt. With so many people in my Dragon Temple, I'm afraid it's not easy to arrange it?" Feng Wuchen asked with a light smile.

"Although the palace is small, it can accommodate thousands of people." Ximen Xuanzi said with a small smile.

"What if I had ten thousand people?" The smile on Feng Wuchen's face became brighter and brighter.

Ten thousand people?

As soon as Feng Wuchen's words came out, the expressions of everyone in the Ximen family suddenly changed, and all of them showed a look of astonishment.

If there are tens of thousands of people in the Dragon God Temple, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to wash the Ximen family with blood?

Ximen Xuanzi's old face was obviously a little surprised, even a little sluggish.

"Don't worry, it's just a joke." Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

Ximen Xuanzi and the high-level officials almost sprayed blood on the wall, their faces turned green with anger.

Resisting the overwhelming anger in his heart, Ximen Xuanzi smiled lightly: "Young Master Dragon God, let's get straight to the point, don't go around in circles."