Chapter 2835

"Holy Venerable Realm Alchemist!"

"Feng Wuchen is only the state of the soul body! Soul power can kill him!"

"Good opportunity! Let's use soul power to kill Feng Wuchen!"

When Feng Wuchen's soul power erupted, the alchemists present immediately saw Feng Wuchen's realm.

They are only alchemists of the Holy Venerable Realm, and their realm is far above Feng Wuchen.

This also gave them enough confidence.

"Humph! It turned out to be only a Saint Venerable Alchemist, Feng Wuchen, this is your fatal injury, die!" Ni Yunshan shouted angrily, the terrifying soul force of the Supreme True Immortal Alchemist burst out, and immediately Boom to the wind without dust.

"Feng Wuchen! Let you see the soul power of this supreme real fairyland alchemist! You will soon know how small you are." A defeated person shouted proudly, the terrifying soul power was ruthless Boom to the wind without dust.

"Feng Wuchen, no matter how strong your strength is, it can't stop our soul power!" Ling, a defeated warrior, shouted angrily.

Eight powerful alchemists shot at the same time, and a terrifying soul force blasted towards Feng Wuchen one after another.

The soul power of the alchemist in the Holy Venerable Realm is simply impossible to withstand the soul power attack of the eight top alchemists.

This also means that there is no doubt that Feng Wuchen will die.

Xiao Xuan and other dozens of the defeated, sneered proudly on their old faces, as if they all saw Feng Wuchen's tragic end.

"This is troublesome." Shangguan Baichen said worriedly: "The soul power of the eight alchemists is extremely terrifying, and Feng Wuchen can't escape."

The faces of Xuan Ji, Yang Tianhan and others also darkened.

"Feng Wuchen, it seems that you don't need to take action from this seat, you can't run today." Nie Wuqing said coldly, his figure slowly floated back, and the corner of his mouth evoked a sneer.

"Ancient Demon Eye!"

Feng Wuchen gave a low drink, and immediately saw eight terrifying soul forces of different colors burst out.

Feng Wuchen has no change in his face, and is calm and comfortable.

With a thought, the ancestor of soul power urged it out.

The next second, a scene that shocked the alchemists present appeared.

The eight terrifying soul powers stopped strangely when there was still one meter away from Feng Wuchen.

"What?" The eight defeated alchemists shouted in unison, all with wide-eyed, shocked and disbelieving faces.

What did they all see?

Nie Wuqing and many other powerhouses were shocked and puzzled.

Isn't the soul force attack of the eight super alchemists useless?

"Elder, what happened?" Xuan Ji hurriedly looked at Shangguan Bai Chen and asked.

Shangguan Baichen's face was stunned and shocked, and he said in a trembling voice: "Eight...eight is the soul power of an alchemist, one...one meter away from Feng Wuchen... . stopped."

"Stopped?" Xuan Ji, Yang Tianhan and others were taken aback.

What does it mean to stop?

Didn't the eight alchemists attack?

They can't see the existence of soul power and have no idea what's going on.

Shangguan Baichen said in horror: "Feng Wuchen's soul power is very terrifying, blocking the soul power of all eight of them."

Xuan Ji, Yang Tianhan and the others' old faces changed greatly, and their bodies trembled, as if struck by lightning.

"What? Our soul power is not as good as the soul power of a Saint Venerable Alchemist?" Ni Yunshan was dumbfounded, his old eyes almost falling.

"What kind of soul power is this? It can block all our soul power!" An alchemist said in horror.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! This seat must have misread it." Another alchemist who lost the battle said in horror, shaking his head like a machine.

Hearing the exclamation of the alchemist, the other defeated warriors, with their proud smiles, suddenly stiffened.

The soul power of the alchemists in the Holy Venerable Realm blocks the soul power of the eight supreme true immortal alchemists?

"The soul power of the Supreme True Immortal alchemist is nothing but the same." Feng Wuchen said coldly, and glanced at the eight alchemists with cold and contemptuous eyes.

If the soul force hits hard, Feng Wuchen is indeed not an opponent, and it is far from it.

But in front of the ancestor of soul power, any powerful soul power must kneel.

"You...are you a human or a ghost?" Ye Chen asked in horror, as if he had forgotten the pain, and felt that Feng Wuchen was more terrifying than the demons in the eighteenth hell.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Puff puff!"

Feng Wuchen waved his hand immediately, and the eight terrifying soul forces were instantly shattered, and at the same time, the eight top alchemists vomited blood and were seriously injured on the spot.

"What kind of soul power is this? Even the eight of us can't stand it together!" The eight people in Niyun Mountain were terrified to the extreme, and they had never seen such an irresistible domineering soul power.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, including Nie Wuqing and many other powerhouses, they all gasped in horror, and their courage was broken.

The eight supreme true immortal alchemists joined forces, but they were no match for Feng Wuchen, a sage realm alchemist.

"How is this possible..." Shangguan Baichen trembled, the existence of Feng Wuchen completely subverted his perception of soul power.

"It's terrible, is he still human?" Xuan Ji was terrified, and the old face was as pale as a dead person.

At the same time, Ye Chenxin, who was screaming violently, was severely damaged by the domineering soul force, his soul body was severely damaged, his breath was extremely weak, and he finally turned into a wisp of remnant soul.

"Feng Wuchen, stop now!" Ye Chen felt more and more fearful and desperate, and if he didn't stop, he would be wiped out.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Feng Wuchen said coldly, and at the same time withdrew his soul power.

"Bang!"

With a thought, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Fires came out, and the terrifying aura of domineering and unimaginable rolled out wildly, and a white flame ignited in Feng Wuchen's palm.

"What kind of flame is this?" Ye Chen felt extremely desperate, and already felt the end that was more painful than death.

Provoking something more terrifying than a demon, Ye Chenxin regretted it so much that his bowels turned green.

"White flames! What a terrifying aura, it made me feel the aura of death!" Nie Wuqing couldn't help but take a few steps back in horror.

"Is this holy fire? No, it's more terrifying than holy fire! The fire attribute in my body is frightening." Ni Yunshan said in fear.

Shangguan Baichen said: "Feng Wuchen's flame has the ability to restrain, and the old man's flame seems to be surrendering to it!"

Feng Wuchen flicked his fingers, and a ray of white flame wrapped Ye Chenxin's remnant soul.

"Ah!" Ye Chenxin's remnant soul let out a scream of incomparable pain again, making everyone feel cold and terrified.

Feng Wuchen said coldly: "Ye Chenxin! I will seal you with the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Fires today for ten thousand years!"

When the words fell, Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the white flame took Ye Chenxin's remnant soul to fly to a holy mountain in the distance, and the majestic deep mountain instantly ignited a white fire.

Looking at Wuqing Nie with cold eyes again, Feng Wuchen said coldly, "Don't you want to kill me? I'll give you a chance to prepare. After a month, I will come to the Immortal Realm in person, and I will let you know and provoke me. 's fate!"