Chapter 569

Duan Moming, who was in a state of rage, burst out with more power than usual.

The power of anger cannot be underestimated.

The eighth level of the Heaven and Human Realm is already the limit of Feng Wuchen.

Duan Moming was comparable to the power of the ninth level of the Heaven and Human Realm, and Feng Wuchen was unable to bear it.

And this is without sacrificing the spirit tool, if Duan Moming sacrifices the spirit tool, the combat power will definitely surpass the ninth level of heaven and human realm.

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The terrifying force shook Feng Wuchen, Duan Moming suddenly stepped on the void, burst out with a strong roar, launched a frantic attack on Feng Wuchen, used both fists and feet, and the explosions continued one after another.

"Aren't you very powerful? What about your prestige just now?" Duan Moming shouted angrily while attacking wildly.

"boom!"

"puff!"

"Boom!"

Under the fierce and furious attack, Duan Moming finally swept out with one foot, spitting blood from Feng Wuchen's mouth, and his body turned into a black line and shot down the mountain range below, piercing through a towering mountain in the distance, shaking the ground and shaking the mountain. .

"Brother Feng!"

"Hall Master!"

Miao Qingqing and everyone in the Dragon Temple saw that Feng Wuchen was brutally beaten by Duan Moming, and their faces were full of worry and anxiety.

"Wind without dust! Die!"

Duan Moming roared angrily and slapped dozens of slaps madly at Feng Wuchen who flew out in the distance.

"Shhhhhh!"

"Buzz!"

Dozens of terrifying palm prints shot out one after another, with a strong sonic boom, the void vibrated violently, and the momentum was surging.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

The terrifying palm prints bombed wildly, the towering mountain peaks collapsed and shattered, stirring up dust in the sky, tearing out cracks as thick as an arm, and the mountains within a radius of hundreds of meters were shaking.

The destructive power is extremely terrifying, such a crazy bombing, not to mention the mountains can't bear it, even Feng Wuchen has a powerful body, it can't bear it.

Looking at such a terrifying power, everyone in the Dragon Temple was so anxious that their hearts almost jumped out, and their eyes all turned to the bombing zone.

"Duan Moming's strength is too strong, the hall master is not his opponent!" Chi Huang said anxiously, sweating from his palms.

"It's not the way to go on like this. I'm afraid the hall master will die in his hands." Qiushuishan frowned, his old face was solemn.

"Hasn't Zhang Junlan come back yet? Didn't you mean to go back and explain to Yanran? It's been so long!" Miao Qingqing said anxiously.

"Alchemist Han Kun, stop him!" Leng Mucheng said anxiously.

"With the seventh-level cultivation base of the old man, he is not his opponent. Although the old man is not a sixth-grade alchemist, he can't deter the Holy Sun Sect. Unless we join forces, there is no chance of winning, not to mention that the palace master has not yet been defeated. "Han Kun shook his head helplessly.

"Brother Feng didn't fall down so easily." Ling Xiaoxiao said, holding back her worries.

In the sky, Duan Moming stopped attacking, as if he felt that Feng Wuchen had been seriously injured.

The space quieted down, but the terrible aftermath continued to spread.

"Shhhhhh!"

At this moment, from a high altitude in the distance, there was a large sound of breaking the air, with a fierce momentum and murderous aura.

"The visitor is not good!" Han Kun frowned.

"Why are there so many powerhouses here? Dozens of people in the realm of heaven and man, and the realm of celestial extremes!" Beidouyan's face became terrified, and his expression became stiff.

"The big thing is not good!" Yi Tianqing said solemnly.

There are nearly a thousand people!

Thousands of powerhouses, of which there are dozens of people in the realm of heaven, and there are even powerhouses in the realm of heaven. What kind of terrifying lineup is this?

Thousands of strong men were aggressive and murderous, obviously coming towards the Dragon Temple.

Everyone in the Dragon Temple felt an unprecedented sense of crisis at this moment. In addition, Feng Wuchen was tragically suppressed by Duan Moming and bombed wildly. Now that their life and death are unknown, everyone in the Dragon Temple began to panic.

After a while, under the panicked eyes of everyone in the Dragon God Temple, a black figure in the sky quickly flew over.

Thousands of tyrannical breaths permeated, covering the entire Dragon Temple, and the terrifying aura of coercion made everyone in the Dragon Temple tremble with fear, and all of them turned pale.

Rao is the Dragon Temple soldiers who have been honed by life and death, but in front of the absolute powerhouse, they still can't control the fear in their hearts.

Only Ling Xiaoxiao looked extremely cold.

Thousands of powerhouses appeared in the sky above the Dragon Temple, headed by three powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm.

"They are the powerhouses of the major forces in the Illusory Sea Realm!" Han Kun frowned. Among the thousands of powerhouses, Han Kun still knew many people.

"That's right! During the alchemy conference, many of them were there!" Miao Qingqing frowned, and it was absolutely certain that these powerhouses were from the Illusory Sea Realm.

Frost appeared on Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face, her beautiful eyes flashed with icy murderous intent, and she said coldly, "They are coming to court death!"

"President Lin's 70th birthday, I heard that many great power suzerains and elders have been killed, including our Xiaoyao Palace and the high-level powers of the Illusory Sea Realm, all died because of Feng Wuchen." Gloomy road.

"Alchemist Hankun, I know your prestige in the Wuji Domain, but you can't stop us from taking revenge today! I hope that Alchemist Hankun will not interfere! Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless." Zhe Sen said coldly.

Hearing this, Han Kun said indifferently: "This old man has been in the Promise Domain for many years, and you are the first person who dares to talk to me like this."

"So what? I know that you are a sixth-grade alchemist and know a lot of strong people. You can call them! I'm not afraid of Feng Wuchen, and I'm afraid that you won't succeed?" Duan Mo said coldly.

"I think you are courting death!" Ling Xiaoxiao shouted coldly, the power of the bloodline was mobilized, and she wanted to summon the strong to come.

"Even if you die, you must kill Feng Wuchen today, destroy the Dragon God Temple, and avenge the suzerain and the elders!"

But at this moment, the sound of Feng Wuchen came from under the distant mountains.

"It turned out to be the major forces of the Illusory Sea Realm, or led by the Holy Sun Sect." Under the distant mountains, Feng Wuchen's icy and biting voice sounded.

"Brother Feng!"

"Hall Master!"

Ling Xiaoxiao and everyone in the Dragon Temple were immediately overjoyed.

The Red Emperor said excitedly: "The hall master is still alive! Still alive!"

"Feng Wuchen, I know you are still alive!" Duan Mo said coldly, his fierce eyes swept towards the source of the voice.

"Feng Wuchen!" Hearing Feng Wuchen's voice, the faces of thousands of strong men turned cold at the same time, their eyes swept away, and their murderous aura became even more terrifying.

In the mountains in the distance, as the terrifying energy and the dust all over the sky gradually dissipated, the dazzling blood light flashed, like the advent of a treasure, filled with a very terrifying energy.

As Feng Wuchen's voice fell, the dazzling blood light began to float upwards.

"That's great! Brother Feng's breath hasn't weakened much!" Ling Xiaoxiao said with joy, her cold pretty face finally showing a smile.

"It seems that in addition to the Zhuge family, all the major forces in the Illusory Sea Realm are here!" Feng Wuchen's icy voice came again. (To be continued)