Chapter 2112



Huitian appeared abruptly, and Feng Wuchen didn't notice it at all.

"Broken!" Feng Wuchen's face suddenly changed, and he already felt a strong aura of danger and an irresistible terrifying pressure.

"If I hurt a single hair, Zuo Shitian will die!" Feng Wuchen shouted angrily, squinting at Huitian behind him.

"Does it have anything to do with me?" Hui Tian sneered in a low voice, and slammed it with a palm without hesitation, his power was terrifying.

Zuo Shitian's life and death really had nothing to do with Huitian.

But it is related to the Holy Spirit Temple!

"Go back and stop!" Mu Xuanshan hurriedly shouted.

The Lord God frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Hearing Mu Xuanshan's shouting, Huitian instinctively retracted his palm, but he couldn't break through the attack.

"Master, be careful!" Long Shenjian screamed in panic.

Feng Wuchen was furious in his heart, and with a thought, the amber glass armor, the unicorn armor, and the swallowing python armor were instantly sacrificed, and at the same time, he also urged the breath of the dragon god to control the fire poison in Zuo Shitian's body to erupt.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Huitian's attack could no longer be taken back. With a bang, Feng Wuchen vomited blood from the palm of his hand, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

Even if he has a super strong body, even if he has three defensive armors, Feng Wuchen can't bear it.

With this palm, Feng Wuchen was directly seriously injured.

Moreover, Huitian withdrew his palm in an instant, otherwise Feng Wuchen would definitely die with this palm.

"Ah!" The moment Feng Wuchen was hit by the palm of his hand, Zuo Shitian's scream became more and more tragic, the fire burned, the smoke billowed, and the terrifying fire poison energy, even the Nine Stars Lord God felt very jealous.

"The fire poison is getting more and more terrifying!" A master god-level alchemist said in horror, his old face was very pale.

"Who can stand such a terrifying fire poison?" Another master god-level alchemist said in horror, just looking at it, it was as if he was being burned by fire poison.

The terrifying fire poison suddenly increased sharply, and everyone knew that Feng Wuchen was in control.

"Elder." The powerhouses of the Holy Soul Temple were in a hurry, but no one dared to approach the terrifying fire poison power.

"Bastard!" Mu Xuanshan scolded angrily, the terrifying power of the Nine Stars Lord God burst out, and he immediately ducked down.

If Zuo Shitian is swallowed by fire poison like this again, he will surely die. Mu Xuanshan must suppress Zuo Shitian's fire poison.

"Palace Master, be careful, the fire poison of the first elder is very scary." The second elder of the Holy Soul Temple reminded in a panic, and he was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat.

"Damn it, it's better to kill Feng Wuchen with a single slap!" Hui Tian cursed in his heart.

"Back to the sky, what are you doing? Hurry up!" The Lord God shouted angrily.

"Zhusha! If Elder Zuo dies, this seat will never end with you!" Mu Xuanshan shouted angrily at the Lord God.

"Feng Wuchen was seriously injured, don't kill him, do you still want him to control the fire poison of other alchemists? Kill him, and Elder Zuo will be fine! Don't be blinded by anger!" Zhu Sha coldly shouted.

"Holy Soul Hall Master, don't get angry first, kill Feng Wuchen, then he will not be able to control Elder Zuo's fire poison." Leng Moxie, the Hall Master of Yingluo Temple said.

Qiu Dingfeng, the head of the Xuansheng Gate, also agreed: "Master of the Holy Soul Palace, if you don't kill Feng Wuchen, other alchemists will be threatened."

"Humph!" Mu Xuanshan snorted fiercely and said nothing.

Mu Xuanshan knew that the alchemists who were not their forces were controlled by fire poison, of course they didn't take it seriously, and they also knew what the major forces were at ease.

Once the major forces are offended, they will not hesitate to destroy the Holy Spirit Temple first.

One less competitor is a good thing for the major forces.

Feng Wuchen, tens of thousands of meters away, was severely injured, and his face was as pale as a dead man.

Because the injury is too serious, Yan Sheng Jue can't play the role of recovering the injury.

Seeing the collapse of the Dragon Temple, Feng Wuchen was extremely furious, but he was helpless. Among the hundreds of thousands of strong people, any God Venerable could easily kill him in seconds.

The feeling of longing for power is stronger than ever, and Feng Wuchen knows that once he is killed, there will be no chance for everyone in the Dragon Temple to survive.

"Master, let's go!" Divine Eye said through voice transmission: "Something may have happened on Shan Tong's side, otherwise he can't not show up, and you alone can't turn things around, quickly use the power of time and space to escape."

"Do you think I still have the strength to escape?" Feng Wuchen said weakly, and Yan Sheng absolutely didn't work, showing how serious Feng Wuchen's injuries were.

Feng Wuchen can still suspend the void, I am afraid that it is completely supported by faith, and now I don't even have the strength to eat medicine pills.

"Dragon God clan brat, accept your fate, Shan Tong won't appear, even if he does, can he deal with so many master gods?" Chaos Gorefiend sneered.

"Chaos Gorefiend, you have disappointed me too much, Crazy Leopard must really want your blood!" Feng Wuchen viciously said.

"You can't wait for that day, the moment you faint, this seat will devour you!" Chaos Gorefiend sneered.

"The ancient bloodline of the Dragon God Clan has been awakened, which means that the more life and death are at stake, the power of the bloodline will be stimulated. If I can still survive, I hope to fully awaken the ancient bloodline." Feng Wuchen said weakly, his body had already begun to shake. , I don't know how long it will last.

"Go back to heaven, do it!" The Lord God ordered.

Shan Tong did not appear for a long time, and the Lord God did not dare to take action easily, worried that he would be seriously injured by Shan Tong's sneak attack.

Destiny to return to the sky, in addition to killing Feng Wuchen, is nothing more than drawing out a single pupil.

"boom!"

Huitian blasted out fiercely, with a strong roar, his fists were already condensed with terrifying power, planning to kill Feng Wuchen with one punch.

Back to the sky in a blink of an eye, Sen Leng said: "Without Shan Tong to help you, you are a piece of trash! Die!"

Facing the terrifying punch of Huitian, Feng Wuchen was completely powerless to avoid it, but there was no panic in his eyes, but anger and murderous intent.

Feng Wuchen's eyes have turned scarlet at this moment, blood is rolling all over his body, and blood is rising on the surface of his body, as if blood is evaporating, very strange.

"This is?" Huitian didn't know what happened, but the attack never stopped.

"boom!"

Huitian slammed it with a punch, and there was a bang, but the terrifying power did not hit Feng Wuchen, but slammed on a finger.

At that moment, the power that erupted from Huitian dissipated, and there was no movement in the space.

In front of Feng Wuchen, a person appeared out of thin air. This person caught Huitian's attack with just one finger.

The appearance of this person made the top powerhouses such as the Lord God frown.

"Thousand Souls!" Hui Tianshen frowned, slowly withdrew his fist, and stepped back.

"You still shot, is that what he meant?" Feng Wuchen asked weakly.

Qianhun spread out his hands and said with a smile: "The breath you sensed from me, it seems that you already know who it is."