Chapter 2524

Transfers them all in an instant and is totally irresistible.

It can be seen how terrifying the person who transferred them is.

"Patriarch!"

Seeing that all the Necrons were teleported, the elder was completely desperate.

"Elder!" The necromancer patriarch and the clansmen were all shocked when they saw the weak soul body of the elder.

I just can't believe my eyes.

The Great Elder of the Eight-star Holy Venerable has now turned into a weak soul body.

Is this still the Great Elder of the Necrons?

"Dadutong, haven't you seen them before?" Shan Tong asked in a low voice.

Most of them shook their heads and said, "I've never seen any of them. The aura on their bodies is very strange, giving people a very uneasy feeling. I've never heard of the existence of the undead race, and I don't know that the strength of this race is so terrifying. , that patriarch's breath is comparable to our great ancestor."

Although there are only a thousand members of the Necronomicon, most of them are powerful people, and the patriarch has the cultivation of the peak of the Nine-Star Holy Venerable.

In addition to the first elder, the other two elders are all powerful saints, and there are more than a dozen powerful saints, and their strength is absolutely terrifying.

In addition, there are quite a few strong Saint Emperors of the Necronomicon.

The strength is so strong that it can indeed challenge the Dragon God Clan.

"Nine-star saints are at their peak, and their strength is really not simple. It is enough to compete with the great ancestor of the Dragon God Clan. No wonder people who dare to touch me." Feng Wuchen glanced at the necromantic patriarch and said coldly.

The face of the necromancer clan elder was extremely gloomy, his fierce eyes swept towards Feng Wuchen, and he said gloomily: "Feng Wuchen, I really did not expect that you have such a powerful strength, no wonder Dragon Killer Soul can bestow you as the supreme."

"Is this your last word?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, in Feng Wuchen's eyes, the Necrons have been destroyed.

"If you want to destroy the undead clan, this seat has no choice but to experience your strength in person!" The undead clansman said ruthlessly, and the unparalleled terrifying power erupted, captivating people's hearts.

Since Feng Wuchen doesn't plan to let the undead clan go, how can the undead clan sit still?

"Patriarch..." The elder wanted to say something, but he swallowed it again.

"You can't do it yet, let all the saints go together." Feng Wuchen sneered, and immediately waved his hand, setting up a terrifying Dragon God barrier.

Blockade the entire vast Holy Mountain range.

"Get behind me." Feng Wuchen motioned to Shan Tong and everyone to step back.

A cold murderous aura spread out, and when the undead clan lived and died, they had to kill the enemy with all their might.

Even if they knew that the enemy's strength was terrifying, they were not afraid at all.

The necromantic patriarch's fierce eyes stared at Feng Wuchen like a poisonous snake, and the power of the Nine-Star Saint Venerable's peak was fully motivated, and the powerful holy weapon armor and holy weapon were sacrificed.

The other two elders and more than a dozen Saint Venerable experts also burst into full force, and all kinds of powerful magic weapons were sacrificed one after another.

This is the Holy Power of the Undead Race!

This is a power that surpasses Shengyuan, just like the source power of the Dragon God Race.

"Buzz!"

An incomparably terrifying force erupted one after another, shaking the Dragon God Barrier, and its might was monstrous.

In the face of more than a dozen powerful saints from the Necromancer, Feng Wuchen was as steady as Mount Tai, without the slightest change in his expression.

It seems that in Feng Wuchen's eyes, a dozen or so powerful saints are like a dozen ants.

But most of them are different, they are all full of fear and panic, even if they know that Feng Wuchen's strength is far above the undead clan, the terrifying power of the strong also brings them a strong impact.

"Brother Huo, what's wrong with the master's cultivation? Can he deal with sixteen saints?" Xiao Wutian asked in a low voice, his face full of fear.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't!" Huo Lingtian frowned.

Xiao Wutian immediately closed his mouth.

The sixteen powerful saints have already exploded to the peak of their combat power.

"Let's fight." Feng Wuchen grinned.

The sixteen Saint Venerable powerhouses roared, and at the same time turned into dark purple lightning and shot out, the offensive was extremely terrifying.

Especially the patriarch, giving people a feeling of invincibility.

"Humph!" The necromancer's patriarch was the first to dodge, snorted fiercely, and punched Feng Wuchen with a punch.

The moment he punched, within the range of the Dragon God barrier, the space instantly collapsed.

"boom!"

Feng Wuchen's face was stern, and his right hand flexed his claws to meet him, with a deafening explosion, easily resisting the power of the Nine-Star Holy Venerable Peak, and no energy ripples spread out.

"It's really strong! The holy power of the undead has no corrosive effect at all!" The Patriarch of the undead clan frowned and said secretly, with a feeling of sinking into the sea.

With just one punch, the necromancer patriarch felt endless fear.

"How is that possible?" Xiao Wutian's eyes widened instantly, his soul was scared away.

Such a terrifying punch was blocked by Feng Wuchen?

"Master Supreme's strength is so terrifying, it's unimaginable!" Yi Qingyun trembled and rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he was hallucinating.

"..." The necromancer chief elder was helpless, and apparently had already guessed the result.

The undead clansmen were all stunned.

At the same time, the attacks of the necromantic elders and other powerful saints came one after another.

Feng Wuchen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and let go of his hand.

"Boom boom boom!"

Feng Wuchen used the power of one person to fight against the sixteen powerful saints, and the deafening explosions were endless, but all their fierce attacks were resisted by Feng Wuchen, and no energy ripples spread.

Shan Tong and the others behind Feng Wuchen did not feel the slightest energy fluctuation at all.

It was as if all the power of the attack had been absorbed.

How terrifying are the attacks of the sixteen saints?

But Feng Wuchen is as stable as Mount Tai, resisting all the ferocious attacks.

"It's terrifying. The patriarch and the elders joined forces, and the sixteen saints and powerhouses couldn't deal with him!"

"All attacks have been blocked. The strength of the patriarch is already considered to be the pinnacle of the Holy Realm. How can it not shake the Dragon God Clan Supreme?"

"Dragon God Clan Supreme, is it so scary? Is it true that the rumors from the Holy Realm say that Feng Wuchen has just soared from the God Realm? How can there be such strength?"

The Necrons were all filled with fear and despair at this moment, and their faces were extremely pale.

Sixteen saints and powerhouses can't shake Feng Wuchen, how can they fight?

"Is that all you have? Who gave me the courage to move me?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.

"Exercise the magic trick!" the head of the necromancer clan shouted.

The sixteen saints immediately dispersed to Feng Wuchen in all directions, and at the same time cast the strongest holy world.

"Holy Judgment! Undead Annihilation Palm!"

"Holy Judgment! Jiukong Death Spiritual Qi!"

"Holy final! The Seal of the Undead!"

"..."

The sixteen saints slammed, and bursts of extremely destructive holy power burst out, hitting Feng Wuchen!