Chapter 2111



"Shhhhhh!"

The Lord God, the leaders of the seven major forces and the high-level leaders appeared for a moment, and then a large number of strong people appeared one after another.

The main temple and the seven powerhouses have all come. The number of hundreds of thousands of people is high, and the lineup is extremely terrifying.

Not to mention the cultivation of the strong, hundreds of thousands of people alone have enough deterrent power.

"Welcome to the Dragon Temple. I'm really flattered by so many people, but unfortunately the Dragon Temple can't hold so many people." Looking at the hundreds of thousands of powerhouses in the sky, Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, without fear meaning.

Seeing the appearance of the Lord God and others, Feng Wuchen guessed that Emperor Destroyer and the others were already fierce, and it could be seen that the cultivation of the Lord God had reached a new level.

"Feng Wuchen." The Lord Shen Sen's cold eyes stared at Feng Wuchen like a poisonous snake.

Feng Wuchen grinned, as if there was no pressure at all.

"Palace...Palace Master...he...they are?" Ye Ming was extremely frightened, trembling all over, so frightened that his soul was scattered.

"You go back to the Star Soul Realm first, don't die in vain." Feng Wuchen said to Ye Ming.

"Yes!" Ye Ming swayed into the teleportation formation without hesitation, but no one stopped him.

There is no threat in the realm of the god emperor, and the Lord God and the others do not care about it.

"Is this kid Feng Wuchen?" The senior leaders of the seven major forces are all looking at Feng Wuchen. They have heard of Feng Wuchen's existence, but they have never seen it.

"Stinky boy, where is the Great Elder of the Holy Soul Temple?" Mu Xuanshan, the head of the Holy Soul Temple, asked coldly, murderous.

"Are you alone in the Dragon Temple? Where is Shan Tong?" The Lord God stared at Feng Wuchen, Sen Leng asked.

"Did you see anyone else? What? Are you so afraid of Shan Tong?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer, then grabbed the seriously injured and weak Zuo Shitian and flew out.

The entire Dragon Temple was deserted, and only Feng Wuchen was alone.

"Elder!" Seeing Zuo Shitian, who was seriously injured and weak, the upper echelons of the Holy Soul Temple were full of anger and monstrous killing intent.

"Elder Zuo Shitian is a master god-level alchemist, or an eight-star master god. Who can hurt him like this? Could it be the ancient powerhouse?" Qiu Dingfeng, the head of the Xuansheng Gate, frowned.

Ming Huangsen, the patriarch of the Ming clan, said coldly: "In addition to the ancient powerhouses, who else can the Dragon God Temple deal with the elder Zuo Shitian? The five master gods who hide in the dark are not that capable."

"Is the ancient powerhouse in the Dragon Temple? I can't sense the slightest ancient atmosphere." Leng Moxie, the master of the Yingluo Temple, frowned.

The five powerhouses who were hiding in the dark were all shocked, and they didn't expect that the other party had already noticed their existence.

"Everyone, be careful, Feng Wuchen can control the alchemist's fire poison!" The weak Zuo Shitian roared.

"What? Control the fire poison?" Hundreds of thousands of strong people were shocked, especially the alchemists, their eyes were full of horror.

"Could it be that the first elder was injured because the fire poison was controlled by this stinky brat?" a lord god-level alchemist asked in horror.

"Feng Wuchen, release the Great Elder!" Mu Xuanshan, the master of the Holy Soul Temple, shouted angrily.

"Did any of you see me tying him?" Feng Wuchen asked back.

Mu Xuanshan, the master of the Holy Soul Temple, frowned slightly, and immediately waved, the weak Zuo Shitian flew up.

"Pong!"

At that moment, Zuo Shitian's pale old face suddenly changed greatly, followed by a muffled sound, thick smoke and fire burned on the surface of his body at the same time, and the extremely terrifying fire poison energy swept wildly.

"Hall Master, stop it! Stop it!" Zuo Shitian was horrified and shouted as he endured the pain swallowed by the fire poison.

Mu Xuanshan was shocked, and quickly withdrew his strength, Zuo Shitian fell directly from the air, and slammed into the Dragon Temple square.

"Ah..." Zuo Shitian screamed in pain.

"hiss......"

Seeing this scene, hundreds of thousands of strong people all gasped in horror, and everyone couldn't help shaking, and the whole body was cold.

Many of the strong people present are secretly glad that they are not alchemists at this moment, and it is definitely the first time in their lives that they feel this way.

"This... what's going on? What did that kid do? Elder Zuo's fire poison broke out in an instant." A god-level alchemist said in horror.

Ming Huang, the patriarch of the Ming clan, said: "It's really not easy, the fire poison of the master god-level alchemist can also be controlled. No wonder Elder Zuo Shitian planted it in his hands."

"That special breath just now should be the power to control the fire poison." Zhai Xingchen frowned deeply.

Jing Yan nodded slightly: "It shouldn't be wrong, I didn't expect this kid to have such a means."

"Shan Tong! Can you hear me?" Feng Wuchen asked through voice transmission. Facing hundreds of thousands of strong people, Feng Wuchen didn't know how long he could last.

Unfortunately, Shan Tong has not responded to Feng Wuchen's call.

"Feng Wuchen, stop now!" Mu Xuanshan shouted anxiously.

Feng Wuchen sneered: "If you don't want him to be swallowed to death by the fire poison, the Holy Soul Temple will immediately go away!"

"You!" Mu Xuanshan was furious, but he was speechless.

Zuo Shitian is the elder of the Holy Soul Temple, and he is also a master god-level alchemist. His status is detached, and the Holy Soul Temple can never be separated from Zuo Shitian.

The cold eyes swept across the seven powerhouses, and Feng Wuchen sneered: "There are quite a few alchemists present, there are all seven powers, God Emperor, God Venerable, Lord God, there are really many."

Whenever Feng Wuchen's cold eyes swept across, the alchemists were all taken aback and their souls flew away.

Zuo Shitian was powerless, let alone them.

"Back to the sky, kill Feng Wuchen, don't give him any chance, as long as he dies, he will not be able to control the fire poison." Lord Shen Sen coldly ordered.

"Yes!" Huitian respectfully ordered, Sen Leng's eyes swept towards Feng Wuchen.

"call out!"

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

Back to the sky swooping down, the speed is fast, surpassing the speed of sound, the sound of the sonic boom seems to tear the void, followed by a bang, the terrifying force shook the square, and dozens of terrifying cracks opened their teeth and danced their claws. The palace crumbled.

"Oh? You actually avoided it! What a miraculous movement technique!" Bai Yunqi said in surprise.

"The old man didn't even see when he moved." An elder in the realm of the Lord God frowned, secretly shocked in his heart.

"Just relying on this miraculous movement technique, it is enough to see that this child is definitely not something in the pool." Mu Xuanshan praised.

"Shan Tong! Can you hear me? Answer me quickly!" Feng Wuchen shouted loudly, secretly anxious in his heart.

"Dragon God clan kid, are you in a hurry?" Chaos Gorefiend heard a schadenfreude sneer.

"If I die, you can't live either!" Feng Wuchen shouted angrily.

"That's not necessarily!" Chaos Gorefiend sneered.

"call out!"

In an instant, Huitian appeared abruptly behind Feng Wuchen, and Sen said coldly, "Although your movement technique is amazing, the speed of this commander is higher than yours. Obediently die!"