Chapter 2525

"Buzz!"

Sixteen fearful forces shook the Dragon God barrier.

If there is no Dragon God Barrier, these sixteen destructive forces are enough to shake the entire Holy Realm, enough to make countless cultivators feel intense fear.

Shan Hitomi and Shenkage Guardmen held their breaths at the moment, staring at the sixteen terrifying forces with frightened eyes.

Such extremely shocking scenes may not necessarily be seen in a lifetime.

Looking at the necromancers again, they clenched their fists tightly and looked extremely nervous, all looking forward to the power of the sixteen saints to hit Feng Wuchen.

It was a look of anticipation with a desire to survive.

Facing the sixteen terrifying holy powers, Feng Wuchen remained motionless and expressionless, as if he hadn't seen it.

"Isn't the master going to run away? Why haven't you shot yet?" Xiao Wutian said in a panic, as if the emperor was not in a hurry for the eunuch.

"Young Master Di Tong." Yi Qingyun looked at Shan Tong in panic.

"It's okay, don't worry." Shan Tong was not worried about Feng Wuchen's comfort at all.

"Boom boom boom!"

Sixteen terrifying holy powers slammed into Feng Wuchen one after another, and the deafening explosions mercilessly hit the eardrums of Shan Tong and others. Everyone covered their ears, and their faces showed pain.

"He actually didn't dodge or resist! That old bastard, Dragon Murderer, doesn't dare to be so arrogant, right?"

Is Feng Wuchen so confident?

"This kid actually looks down on us, it's too late to regret it now!" An elder shouted angrily, obviously Feng Wuchen didn't move, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Dare to ignore our strength, it's just courting death!" a holy venerable shouted angrily.

The Necrons were all excited. In their opinion, the power of the sixteen saints, even if they couldn't kill Feng Wuchen, would definitely damage Feng Wuchen.

The sixteen saints are definitely not vegetarians.

"No." The necromancer clan chief frowned deeply, already aware that something was wrong.

Sixteen terrifying forces were bombarding Feng Wuchen. It stands to reason that the power of the explosion must be swept around wildly, but at the moment, there is no energy ripples spreading out.

"How is it possible? Our power is under control!" An elder also noticed it, and his old face changed dramatically.

"This is impossible! No one in the holy world can do it!" Another elder said in horror, unable to believe it at all.

The bombardment of the power of the sixteen holy finals, the energy ripples did not spread, and they all fell into the sea.

A gust of wind suddenly swept away, and the terrifying energy ripples disappeared in an instant.

Feng Wuchen appeared unscathed in front of everyone, and even showed a faint smile.

"hiss……"

The moment they saw Feng Wuchen, all the clansmen of the Necromancer gasped in horror, and they were all stunned, looking at Feng Wuchen like petrification and monsters.

Yi Qingyun, Xiao Wutian, and Shenying Guardian were all shocked.

The shock of a lifetime is not as strong as today's.

"No injuries..." The Necromancer patriarch was extremely sluggish, like a vegetative person.

"He...he was actually unscathed?" The Great Elder was incomparably shocked. The attack of the sixteen Saint Venerable powerhouses, no matter how strong Feng Wuchen was, could not be unscathed, right?

"..." More than a dozen saintly strong men were stunned on the spot, trembling all over, as if they saw a demon.

Intense fear, all written on his face.

I am Nima! Is that human being?

This is simply scarier than the devil!

The sixteen saints and powerhouses burst out with all their strength, basic magic weapons, and cast the strongest sacred art, but they failed to hurt Feng Wuchen in the slightest!

This is a fart!

Just stick out your neck and let you chop it off.

Incomparably strong despair hit the heart of everyone in the Necromancer, and they completely lost their fighting spirit and confidence.

Such an invincible existence is simply not something they can contend with.

The necromancer patriarch felt a sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before. He thought he was already the pinnacle of existence in the Holy Realm, but he did not expect that there would be a more terrifying existence.

"Is the fight over? It's my turn." Feng Wuchen smiled coldly.

"call out!"

The words fell, a dodge, Feng Wuchen had already appeared in front of the Necromantic Patriarch, and the speed was so fast that no one noticed.

The appearance of Feng Wuchen actually made the necromancer clan leader take a few steps back in fright.

"Remember my words, those who move me can, but they have to withstand my anger!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, slowly raising his right hand, and pointing his index finger to the Necromancer patriarch.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the space was dead silent.

The Necrons, their hearts beating wildly, all held their breaths.

"die!"

"boom!"

Feng Wuchen spit out a word of death, and there was a sudden explosion in the dead silence space. In the eyes of everyone's extreme fear, the necromantic clan leader exploded and turned into a cloud of blood!

In the moment before his death, the Necromancer patriarch could clearly feel the terrifying power beyond imagination.

It's a pity that the soul is dissipated in an instant!

The peak powerhouse of the Nine-Star Saint Venerable was beheaded by Feng Wuchen like this!

"Patriarch!" The Great Elder and more than a dozen saints shouted in horror and grief.

They couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen could kill the peak of the Nine-Star Saint Venerable with just one finger.

This is not because the Necromantic Patriarch is too weak, but because Feng Wuchen is too strong.

This kind of terrifying power has gone beyond their cognition.

"The patriarch was...killed..."

"He... he actually killed the patriarch with one move! This... what kind of power is this? What is his cultivation base?"

"The patriarch is dead! The patriarch is dead!"

The Necrons are full of endless fear and grief, and everyone regrets going to provoke Feng Wuchen.

"Stinky boy! This elder is fighting with you!" An elder roared with grief and indignation, madly rushing towards Feng Wuchen.

"With your little strength, you are worthy of my hard work?" Feng Wuchen sneered disdainfully.

"Even if you die! You have to lose your skin!" Another elder roared.

"Avenge the patriarch!" The saintly strong men were enraged, so angry that they lost their minds, and they rushed out in a frenzy.

The elder came in the blink of an eye, and his violent fists slammed towards Feng Wuchen with the momentum of destruction.

Feng Wuchen pointed out, the ancestor of the ice soul broke out, and the moment the index finger touched the elder's fist, the elder's body directly turned into an ice sculpture.

The elder of the realm of the Seven-star Holy Venerable has fallen!

"This is the ice attribute power that kills Wuqi!" Shan Tong was shocked.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand immediately, and the power of the incomparably domineering ancestor of the ice soul swept away, and in just the blink of an eye, the dozen or so powerful saints who burst out all turned into ice sculptures.

The terrifying ice-attribute power spread rapidly, and wherever they passed, the Necrons were turned into ice sculptures, and each ice sculpture showed a strong expression of fear and despair.

"From today onwards, there will be no more undead in the holy world!" Feng Wuchen's domineering judgment.