Dragon God Sovereign

Feng Wuchen used an extremely powerful Xianjue that was no match for Lenghun.

The power of Cold Soul surpasses Feng Wuchen too much, and the gap in realm cannot be made up by Xianjue.

Of course, this made Leng Hun and Luo Wuchang feel incredible, and made Chi Yuan and Zhang Wuhun feel incredible.

Although the power of Feng Wuchen was not equal to Leng Hun, they knew the horror of Taigu Wuhu very well.

But why did the Taikoo Wuhu fail at this critical moment?

"Chen'er!" Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing were anxious, shouting in panic.

"Broken! The lord was injured!"

"The lord has performed the immortal decision, and the black fire, which is actually no match for the cold soul!"

"Go and support the leader!"

Everyone in the Dragon Temple panicked, and everyone in the Alliance was also secretly worried.

Feng Wuchen was their soul leader, and if they were defeated, it would be a huge blow to them.

"Don't come over! Focus on killing the enemy!" Feng Wuchen shouted suddenly.

Under the head-on, Feng Wuchen's injuries were a bit serious, his face was pale, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.

For a time, the tragic battle came to a halt again.

"Hall Master!"

"Leader!"

The Dragon Temple and the Alliance were still worried, but Feng Wuchen opened his mouth, and none of them dared to intervene.

"Don't worry, cold soul can't kill me!" Feng Wuchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered slightly. It seemed that he was seriously injured and was not in the way.

Seeing that Feng Wuchen was confident, without the slightest worry, everyone in the Alliance was a little relieved.

"Brothers! Kill me! Let the Temple of the King of Gods see if we are a mob!" Looking at Feng Wuchen, the Scarlet Emperor frowned slightly, and then suddenly shouted.

"Kill!" The soldiers of the Dragon Temple responded one after another, and then everyone in the Alliance yelled frantically, magnificently.

The fighting spirit of the soldiers and the major forces in the alliance was ignited, and their blood was boiling.

The soldiers of the Dragon Temple acted as the vanguard, slaughtering wildly all the way.

"Destroy the Dragon Temple, destroy the Dragon God Alliance, and the Lord will have a lot of rewards!" Most of the **** king temple shouted, aggressive, murderous, and extremely vicious.

"Kill!" All the powerful forces in the Domination Region roared in a fierce manner.

The aura of the two armies soared to the extreme, their appearances were close to madness, and they fought life and death, making them all red eyes.

In the tragic battle, the number of casualties increased at a terrible rate.

"What's the matter with the power of Wuhuo?" Chi Yuan frowned. It stands to reason that as the strongest flame in the ancient times, Feng Wuchen could not fall into the wind, let alone be seriously injured, but the result was the opposite. Up.

Not only Chi Yuan, Zhang Wuhun and others, and Luo Wuchang were very puzzled.

Lengxun’s astonished face became cold, and he wondered: "The power of Wuhuo has not weakened, but the terrifying temperature of Wuhuo has disappeared, and it has not swallowed my power. What is going on?"

Suspicious eyes swept towards Feng Wuchen, Leng Hun couldn't understand.

"You seem to be very confused." Feng Wuchen sneered slightly as his eyes met Leng Hun.

Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Leng Hun frowned and said nothing.

"Do you think Wuhuo suddenly became less scary?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.

"What do you want to say?" Leng Hunsen asked coldly.

With his right palm bent, the black flame ignited again, and Feng Wuchen smiled evilly: "I just injected a ray of the original flame of the black fire into your body!"

"What?" The moment Leng Hun's face suddenly changed when he heard the words, his soul flew out of fright.

"Otherwise, do you think I would be stupid enough to face you hard? If it weren't for driving you to a desperate situation, how could you resist desperately? Only when you resist, I will have the opportunity." Feng Wuchen smiled. It seems that the plan has already been planned.

The head-to-head just now is indeed strange.

The power of the cold soul has reached the level of half-stepping into the **** transformation realm, and Feng Wuchen is only the eighth level of the celestial realm. Even with the power of a quasi divine weapon, it is impossible to compete with the cold soul.

Since he can't compete with Leng Hun, how can Feng Wuchen be stupidly head-on?

Feng Wuchen took risks with his body for a reason. The purpose was to drive the black fire into the cold soul, and the hard touch just now was the best opportunity.

Under the circumstances just now, Lengxun had a fear in his heart, and tried his best to fight, just to fight the black fire, he never thought that Feng Wuchen would take the opportunity to hit the black fire into his body.

"You...what do you want to do?" Lenghun asked in a panic.

"Peng!"

Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, and the black fire on his palm suddenly made a muffled noise and became violent.

At this moment, Lengxun's expression changed dramatically, as if he had noticed something.

"The black fire is really in my body! In my sea of ​​anger!" Leng Hun was shocked, he had already guessed Feng Wuchen's purpose.

"Bastard!" Lenghun was so angry that he yelled at Feng Wuchen: "Smelly boy! You want to use the black fire to consume my space power!"

Leng Hun never expected Feng Wuchen to be so cunning, using the black fire to deter, and using psychological tactics to lure him to the bait.

Lenghun's roar frightened everyone.

"The main hall swallows cold soul's spatial power?"

"That's it, Brother Feng took the risk by himself, just to devour the power of Cold Soul!"

"As expected to be the leader, as long as the power of Lenghun's space is swallowed, the leader can contend with him!"

Everyone finally understood that Feng Wuchen's purpose is the power of space!

Feng Wuchen is too courageous, right? How dare to win the power of cold soul space in public!

"Brother Feng! Hurry up and devour his power!" Liu Qingyang roared.

"Feng Wuchen! You are looking for death!" Luo Wuchang was taken aback for a moment, and then roared gloomily at Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen glanced coldly at Impermanence, and said: "You'd better not act rashly, otherwise the cold soul is dead, I see what you can give back to explain!"

"You!" Luo Wuchang was furious, the skin on his face twitched violently, his lungs almost exploding with anger.

"Cold Soul, without the power of space, your power is only the ninth layer of the celestial pole realm. Forcibly devouring the power of your space, it may also cause your cultivation base to regress!" Feng Wuchen raged, speaking, already It is the space power that controls the black fire to swallow the cold soul.

"Stop! Stop! Ah!" Feeling the power of the space swallowed by the domineering, there is a feeling of being pulled out of the body, the cold soul yelled in panic, and finally couldn't help but scream out.

Seeing this scene, the major forces in the Domination Region were shocked and panic.

"Young Hallmaster!" Luo Wuchang was shocked and rushed out suddenly.

Chi Yuan and Zhang Wuhun intercepted them for the first time, and Zhang Wufeng and others also intercepted Dadutong and other powerhouses in the gods.

"Get away!" Luo Wuchang roared.

"It depends on your ability!" The Chi Yuan three did not back down.

"Dharma Protector! Hurry up and summon the Hall Master!" Most of them shouted anxiously.