Chapter 611

The powerhouse of the God Transformation Realm has the power to destroy the sky and the earth, and is the top existence on this continent.

In front of the God Transformation Realm, everyone is an ant.

"Stinky boy, we meet again." A middle-aged man appeared above the Dragon Temple, staring at Feng Wuchen with a vicious gaze.

Feng Wuchen's face was extremely ugly, and he took out the medicinal pill with great difficulty and took it.

The person who came was the wicked man who Feng Wuchen met in the Yanhuang Tago Desert before!

"Palace Master, how are you?" Han Kun asked worriedly, at this moment he was terrified.

In the face of the powerhouses in the God Transformation realm, the strongest sixth-grade alchemist is not enough to watch, and if you want to kill them in the God Transformation realm, kill them.

Feng Wuchen shook his head with difficulty: "I'm fine..."

While speaking, Feng Wuchen took out the token of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion and wanted to summon the powerhouse of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion.

However, the strong wicked people did not give him a chance.

The strong man of the wicked race reached out and grabbed it from the air, and a terrifying force immediately trapped Feng Wuchen, and the token in his hand fell.

"Palace Master!" The expressions of Han Kun and Qiushuishan changed drastically.

"Don't come here!" Feng Wuchen yelled.

"I see what tricks you can play." The wicked strongman sneered mischievously.

The vicious eyes swept to Tianhe, so scared that Tianhe involuntarily stepped back, trembling all over, and his soul was scared away.

"Get out of here if you don't want to die!" Sen Leng, the strong man of the wicked race, said coldly.

"Gollum..."

Tian He swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror, and walked away without hesitation, worrying that if it took a second, the wicked people would change their minds.

"Stinky boy, I played with you in the desert. I should have killed you, but you are lucky, our wicked clan chief wants to see you." The wicked clan strongman sneered, his palms bent, and Feng Wuchen sucked the wind. Going high in the sky, I want to leave with Feng Wuchen.

As soon as the wicked man's voice fell, his face suddenly turned to one side, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the void.

In the void, an extremely terrifying aura shrouded down, and that surging aura that looked down on the world made the faces of the wicked race dignified.

"The young master of the Yin-Yang family!" The wicked man frowned.

The Dragon God Temple was high in the sky, and a young man with a short stature appeared at an unknown time.

The young man was at most 1.6 meters tall, dressed in gorgeous brocade, and had the face of a teenager, and he was quite handsome.

People who didn't know his identity would definitely think he was a child.

However, those who knew him were absolutely terrified when they saw him, because he was the young commander of a Yin-Yang family and a terrifying powerhouse at the fifth level of the God Transformation Realm!

"He... His breath is even more terrifying..." Han Kun trembled, never seeing such a terrifying powerhouse.

"The young master of the Yin-Yang family!" Feng Wuchen glanced at the young man.

The Dragon God Temple was definitely the busiest time today. Not only did it attract the powerhouses of the God King Temple, but also the wicked people, and finally even the mysterious Yin-Yang family, the young Si Ming.

"The third level of the God Transformation Realm, I thought who it was. It turned out to be the stupidest leader of the wicked clan, Fu Yang." Looking at Fu Yang with a dull but intimidating gaze, Shao Siming spoke slowly, with a hint of With a hint of arrogance.

Hearing this, Fu Yang's face was extremely gloomy, and his heart was filled with anger, but he did not dare to attack.

The gap in strength is too great. As a senior member of the Yin-Yang family, Shao Siming's strength is absolutely terrifying!

"No matter how stupid I am, I'm better than you stinking brat!" Fu Yang shouted angrily, his face sullen.

Fu Yang's words made Shao Siming's face a bit colder.

However, Shao Siming didn't make a move, and his endurance was extremely strong.

"Boy, you are Feng Wuchen, you are really courageous to kill someone from my Yin-Yang family." The icy gaze swept towards Feng Wuchen, Shao Si Mingsen said coldly.

"I don't care if you are from the Dragon Clan or not, if you are willing to hand over the divine weapon, I will spare you not to die." Shao Siming continued.

"Then kill him first, otherwise how can I trust you?" Feng Wuchen responded with difficulty.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." Shao Si Mingsen said coldly.

"Then you can solve it yourself." Feng Wuchen shrugged laboriously, and a sneer appeared on his pale face.

"Fuyang, leave the person behind, you can go." Shao Si Ming said coldly, with a threatening and imperative tone in his words.

"Don't think about it!" Fuyang drank without hesitation, and finally caught Feng Wuchen, how could it be reasonable?

"You're courting death!" Shao Siming frowned slightly and drank coldly, and a savage and monstrous murderous aura swept across.

A murderous aura alone is suffocating.

"How could the wicked be afraid of your Yin-Yang family? If you want an artifact, kill me first!" Fuyang shouted angrily. Although he was stupid, he was never afraid of any powerful enemy.

"Heavenly God Lock!" Fu Yang snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a black chain immediately bound Feng Wuchen.

"High-grade Immortal Artifact!" Feng Wuchen was secretly amazed, worthy of being a senior of the wicked race, and the first shot was a high-grade immortal artifact.

"You're really stupid. You know that you're not Shao Siming's opponent, but you still tied me up. Didn't you even give him the fairy weapon?" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Shut up!" Fuyang said angrily, waved his hand again, a terrifying force protected Feng Wuchen and returned to the Dragon Temple Square.

Fu Yang's aura erupted in vain, and the terrifying energy of the third level of the God Transformation Realm was fully motivated.

"Buzz!"

Extremely terrifying energy erupted, dazzling blue light flashed, and the space within tens of thousands of meters collapsed in a blink of an eye.

The earth within a radius of tens of thousands of feet was shaking.

The magnificent Dragon Temple Palace, even if it is protected by the Nine-layered Universe Pagoda, has countless cracks torn apart at this moment.

"The palace is over!" Qiushuishan was so frightened that he was powerless to move.

"Han Kun! Hurry up and call Xiaoxiao, protect the Dragon Temple!" Feng Wuchen yelled.

The palace is sturdy, and it cannot withstand this terrifying force.

The terrifying energy covered almost the entire Promise Realm, and countless cultivators were terrified by this terrifying energy.

"The third level of the God Transformation Realm!" Chi Yuan opened his eyes in vain in the Immortal Artifact Pavilion Palace and frowned: "Not good! Master is in danger!"

"The breath of the wicked!" The face of the guardian of the Immortal Tool Pavilion changed greatly, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, in the Zhang Family Palace, senior officials such as the hometown Zhan Wuhun and Jia Zhuang Yuntian also felt this terrifying power.

"The wicked people are strong! This power is in the Dragon Temple! Emperor Dan and Lan'er are in danger!" Zhang Wuhun was shocked and rushed to the Dragon Temple immediately.

"The third level of the Divine Transformation Realm! The big thing is not good!" The first elder Zhang Wufeng and others disappeared one after another, each with a solemn expression.

The terrifying energy of the third level of the God Transformation Realm shocked the entire Promise Domain powerhouse.

However, Si Ming, the young master of the Yin-Yang family, did not change his expression.

"Beyond one's own strength!" Shao Siming didn't change his face, he couldn't see the destructive energy of Fuyang Yang at all. (To be continued)