Chapter 2802

"The Nine You Palace Master is here, I'm afraid he can't save Bai Qinghe."

"Feng Wuchen didn't take Jiuyou Temple in his eyes, and when Wuhun Temple took action, Jiuyou Temple also took action. Speaking of which, it is Feng Wuchen's enemy."

"That's right, Feng Wuchen wouldn't take this opportunity to destroy Jiuyou Temple, right?"

Everyone was talking in low voices.

"Lord Supreme, the old man has no way to discipline him. If Bai Qinghe has offended him, please spare his life." Jiuyou Hall Master respectfully pleaded for mercy.

Feng Wuchen didn't even look at it.

"call out!"

"laugh!"

"what!"

A golden sword qi burst out suddenly, at an amazing speed, and disappeared in a flash, instantly severing one of Bai Qinghe's arms, blood sprayed, and a pig-like scream resounded through the Pill Soul Tower.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying force slammed into the abdomen of Baiqinghe, and with a bang, the Baiqinghe mouth vomited blood and flew out.

At this moment, Bai Qinghe's breath quickly weakened.

"Oops, the young master's cultivation has been abolished." A saintly strong man exclaimed.

"It's over..." Jiuyou Palace Master was shocked.

"My cultivation has disappeared!" Bai Qinghe was so terrified that he could not accept such a punishment.

It's better to die than to become a wretch.

"Remember, the person who ruined your cultivation is called Feng Wuchen, remember to come to me for revenge." Feng Wuchen sneered and flew away immediately.

"Palace Master Jiuyou, the person who offends me will not end well. I didn't kill him, I am already very kind." Feng Wuchen's cold voice came.

"Thank you for the grace of not killing the Supreme Lord." Jiuyou Hall Master quickly clenched his fists and thanked him.

Hall Master Jiuyou and dozens of powerhouses breathed a sigh of relief in an instant. Although Bai Qinghe was abolished, his life was finally saved.

"Take him back! Don't leave the Jiuyou Temple for half a step!" Sen Leng, the master of the Jiuyou Temple, ordered.

Feng Wuchen cut off one of Bai Qinghe's arms, already showing mercy.

When Feng Wuchen returned to the Rakshasa Temple, a shadowy figure appeared.

The person who came was a beautiful woman.

This person Feng Wuchen knows, it is Liu Kui.

"What are you doing here? Are you courting death?" Feng Wuchen glanced at Liu Kui coldly.

Liu Kui waved a hand, and a letter of war flew over, saying: "The letter of war under the ruthless temple, the ruthless temple sent the seven-star true immortal to fight you, you can only use your power, not the power of the defeated. , three days later."

"The book of war? Interesting." Feng Wuchen was surprised and asked with a sneer, "What? Don't you plan to attack the Holy Realm? Don't plan to avenge that old thing?"

"The bet is the way to improve your cultivation. If you can break through to the true immortal, there must be a way. If you lose, you will hand over the way to improve your cultivation." Liu Kui said coldly.

Feng Wuchen grinned and sneered: "Is there still a bet? What if you lose?"

"Your strongest combat power is also a six-star true immortal. We can't lose." Liu Kui said to herself that she absolutely did not believe that Feng Wuchen could defeat a seven-star true immortal.

Feng Wuchen burst out the combat power of a six-star true immortal, which is already the highest limit.

Feng Wuchen sneered: "If he loses, I will kill him."

"Are you taking the gauntlet?" Liu Kui asked with a frown.

"Yes, why not? Is the Seven Star True Immortal very powerful? You let him prepare his own coffin, he is dead." Feng Wuchen was not afraid, and was very confident.

"The Lord of the Palace intends to attack the Holy Realm after obtaining the method of cultivation. Thank you for not killing, but we are still enemies." Liu Kui said coldly, and immediately disappeared.

"Seven Stars True Immortal? I really want the idea of ​​100 times the spiritual energy." Feng Wuchen sneered, obviously guessing it long ago.

"Kid Feng, your cultivation base is about to break through the three-star true immortal, and the combat power should reach the realm of the seven-star true immortal, but it is not easy to defeat the seven-star true immortal." Emperor Xuanzhen heard a faint laugh.

Dozens of primordial spirit avatars have been practicing in the divine ring, and even if Feng Wuchen's deity does not practice, his cultivation can improve rapidly.

Feng Wuchen said with a light smile: "The strength of the seven-star true immortal is indeed strong. Even if I break through the three-star true immortal, I am afraid that I will not be able to match. If it is a protracted battle, I am not afraid."

Feng Wuchen has a physical body in the realm of immortality, and Xiaoqiang, who can't be killed, can consume his opponent alive even if he loses his strength.

"Get the method to improve the cultivation base and then attack the holy world? It seems that the tomb of Long Batian has been abandoned. Even so, I'm welcome." Feng Wuchen sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuchen immediately disappeared.

When Feng Wuchen reappeared, he had already arrived at the Dragon God Temple.

"Welcome to the Supreme Lord!" The powerhouses of the Dragon God Temple saluted respectfully.

"Is Senior Qinglong out of the customs?" Feng Wuchen descended and asked Yang Qingkui.

"Senior Qinglong and the ancestors have not left the customs yet." Yang Qingkui said respectfully.

"Feng Wuchen, do you have anything to do with Senior Qinglong?" Long Xiaofeng's voice suddenly came, and his figure flashed over.

"It's the same for you, go, take me to the fairyland space to find the tomb of the old ancestor." Seeing Long Xiaofeng appear, Feng Wuchen was overjoyed.

"You want to open the tomb?" Long Xiaofeng asked in shock.

"Yes, look at what treasures are in the mausoleum, so as not to worry about the powerhouses in the Immortal Realm space." Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

Long Xiaofeng frowned slightly and said solemnly: "No, opening the tomb of the old ancestor will definitely alert the defeated, and then it will be dangerous. No matter how strong you are, I am afraid that you will not be able to match dozens of defeated people, not to mention me. It will also drag you down."

"Don't worry, they won't notice, can you still trust me?" Feng Wuchen smiled confidently.

"This..." Long Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay."

When the words fell, Long Xiaofeng disappeared with Feng Wuchen.

When the two appeared again, they were already above a continuous mountain range in the fairyland space.

"This is the Immortal World? The spiritual energy is not that good. No wonder those old people are so anxious to find a way to improve their cultivation. These spiritual energy are no longer enough to help them improve their cultivation." Feng Wuchen sneered, his eyes were looking around.

There is no difference between the fairy world space and the holy world space, that is, the aura is very huge.

"Feng Wuchen, this is the Xuanjing Mountain Range, and the tomb of the old ancestor is below." Long Xiaofeng said.

"Well, I have already sensed the energy fluctuations of the seal formation, and the breath of the Dragon God Clan Pattern. They have no formula and cannot stimulate the power of the Dragon God Clan Pattern." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, and immediately got down.

Duan Yun put the Dragon God clan pattern into the seal formation at the beginning, there is no formula to stimulate the power of the dragon god clan pattern, and it is still in the seal formation.

"Who is coming?" Just as Feng Wuchen and Long Xiaofeng descended, a majestic cold shout came from the mountain range.

"The one who killed you!" Feng Wuchen sneered.
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