Chapter 2592

"What kind of magic tricks did Shengying and Xuanmu cast?"

"The hall masters had the upper hand just now. How could they be seriously injured in a blink of an eye? How is this possible?"

"Palace Master Dongyan was hit hard by the holy shadow! The five-star saint is no match for the four-star saint?"

The powerhouses of all major forces were all stunned, and their faces were full of horror and shock.

Hall Master Dongyan and several other Hall Masters all had incredible expressions on their faces at this moment, and their expressions were stiff.

"Holy Shadow, what magic trick did you cast?" Dong Yan asked while holding back the horror in his heart. The moment he touched it, he felt a strong fear.

"You are not qualified to know!" Holy Shadow sneered.

"Shhhhhh!"

"Chucky!"

At the same time, Xuan Ying started a one-sided massacre, blood rained in the dim void, and corpses fell from the sky one after another.

The scene is bloody and brutal, with heavy casualties.

"Leave them to me! You go and kill other people!" Xuan Ying said coldly, and the cold words were creepy.

"Seek yourselves for more happiness!" Xuan Mu gloated and sneered.

Saint Shadow and Xuan Mu and other Saint Venerable powerhouses also began to ruthlessly kill.

"Xuan Ying! You despicable villain! You actually took advantage of the emptiness to enter!" The master of the Dongyan Palace exploded with anger, and suddenly shouted angrily.

"Shen Yingwei kills people, just look at the results, don't you know?" Xuan Ying's voice was cold and biting, and every word carried a chilling murderous aura.

"laugh!"

The black shadow disappeared in a flash, and the head of Hall Master Dongyan flew out, and blood spurted out.

The East Yan Palace Master was seriously injured, and in front of Xuan Ying, he was completely powerless to resist.

"Xuan Ying! Are you tired of living? With the powerhouses of the Spirit Temple, you don't even want to live!" A hall master roared at Xuan Ying in horror.

"You talk too much!" Xuan Ying's icy voice appeared to the left of the palace master, extremely strange.

"laugh!"

With a wave of Xuan Ying's hand, the head of the hall master moved, and another Saint Venerable strongman died.

"Why haven't the powerhouses of the Spirit Temple come? Don't we care whether we live or die?"

"Damn! Why hasn't the old patriarch sent someone?"

Watching Xuan Ying's cold-blooded slaughter, the demons and the powerhouses in the Spirit Temple became more and more panicked, and even felt hopeless.

The timid ones started to run for their lives.

The Spirit Temple and the powerhouses of the Demon Clan have not been seen for a long time.

Looking at the ruthless battlefield, Shan Tong shook his head and smiled and said, "Has the support come yet? Candle Heaven Demon and Gu Xuanzun are kind enough to give us the Southern Region."

"Brother Feng, the Nanyu side has taken control of the battle situation, and there is no strong support from the Tianmo clan and the Wuhun Temple." Shan Tong said.

"Then kill slowly." Feng Wuchen's voice was neither salty nor light.

"Slow down?" Shan Tong was stunned for a moment. Could it be that Feng Wuchen still has to wait for the Heavenly Demons and the Spirit Temple experts to support him?

"Brother Feng, are you serious?" Shan Tong asked uncertainly.

"The war book is down, or they do it first, is it necessary to give them face? Who will kill who!" Feng Wuchen's domineering voice transmission.

Shan Tong cold sweat was scared out.

"Your Majesty has an order! Kill slowly!" Shan Tong immediately shouted at the battlefield.

"Slow down?" Xuan Ying was stunned, just about to kill the sixth saint, and then said coldly: "Let you live for a while, rest well, and kill later."

"Brother Feng, what are you trying to do?" Long Qianye looked stunned and puzzled.

"Shan Tong, what do you mean by killing slowly? Are you sure it was Brother Feng who said it?" Nie Wufeng asked in astonishment, his expression a little confused.

"Lord Supreme, let us kill more slowly?" Sheng Ying and others were also dumbfounded.

Kill the enemy slower?

The cultivators of the major forces sat down in the Heavenly Demons and the Spiritual Temple, their eyes widened, and they were utterly bewildered.

This is simply an insult to the Demon Clan and the Spirit Temple!

Seeing everyone's astonished expressions, Shan Tong's face showed an embarrassing smile and said, "Yes, kill more slowly."

"Bastard! When the powerhouses of the Demon Clan arrive, they will all be torn to shreds!" The powerhouses of the Tianmo Clan and Wuhun Temple sat down with rage.

"Brother Feng means, wait for the powerhouses of the Heavenly Demons and the Spirit Temple to sit down to support them before killing." Shan Tong continued.

"That's it, Xing Xing Xing, just wait for your support to come before killing, you all go back first." Long Qianye smiled generously, waving his hand to signal the enemy to retreat.

"Go back, I'll kill you later!" Long Tianzhong sneered and sneered, and then he threw a strong Saint Emperor out like throwing garbage.

"Hurry up and let your strong men come over, this protector hasn't been killed yet!" Long Qianye shouted, with an invincible attitude.

The enemy's big powers are so angry that their lungs are about to explode, their faces are hideous, and their teeth are gnashing.

For a while, the two sides temporarily stopped fighting.

"By the way, Brother Feng, what happened to the true immortal powerhouse? How did you know the existence of this person?" Shan Tong asked curiously.

"What Emperor Huangyan told me, many things I said now, you don't understand. This mysterious true immortal powerhouse may be the person who divided all walks of life back then, or one of those defeated." Feng Wuchen Voice Transmission road.

"The loser?" Shan Tong didn't understand.

"I'll tell you later, I still have to deal with the Holy Pagoda. By the way, let Li Moyang and the others come to the Holy Pagoda immediately. I have something to do with them." Feng Wuchen said through voice transmission, what kind of true immortal powerhouse? , Feng Wuchen was not at ease at all.

"I've already sent them over with a sound transmission." Shan Tong said through a sound transmission.

"Good disciple, how do you know about the defeated? Emperor Shuiyan and the others told you?" Emperor Wushuang asked through voice transmission.

"The messenger of the order of heaven and earth told me that I am now the controller of the order of heaven and earth and the master of the messenger. They have to obey my orders, or the help of Emperor Shuiyan." Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

"It turns out that this person has the breath of the ancient immortal world in his body, and he should be the loser." Emperor Wushuang said.

"Sure enough!" Feng Wuchen nodded secretly.

"Husband, how are you going to deal with them?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked.

"It's easy, just win them." Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled, not at all difficult.

Mie Soul frowned deeply, shook his head and said, "Brother Feng, they have several alchemists in the Holy Emperor Realm, and they have also participated in the alchemist conference. They are considered genius alchemists in the Northern Profound Realm. It is not easy to win them."

"Not only that, but behind them is a Saint Emperor Realm alchemist who is quite famous in the Northern Profound Realm." Qianhun said solemnly.

"No problem, spread the news, Shengta wants to challenge them, and it is best to spread it throughout the entire Beixuan Realm." Feng Wuchen said with a light smile.

"Brother Feng, are you so sure? You are just a Saint Sovereign realm alchemist now, can you win the Holy Emperor realm alchemist?" Liu Qingyang asked in disbelief.

"Did I say I'm comparing with them? They're not qualified yet." Feng Wuchen grinned.