Chapter 630

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan
Ripples of energy permeate the void, covering thousands of feet.

"Chichi!"

The sound gradually subsided, and there may be a tearing sound in the ripples.

"Crack!"

The blood dragon that protected Feng Wuchen was covered with cracks all over his body, but in the end it couldn't support it and shattered.

Feng Wuchen was seriously injured, gasping for breath, his face was pale, his lips and teeth were bleeding, and the clothes on his body were all torn by sword qi. Through the cracks, one could see shocking wounds.

"Dragon God's body protection can't stop the power of the fifth level of the Celestial Pole Realm!" Feng Wuchen secretly said, with a solemn expression.

Now that he is seriously injured and Tianhe is so powerful, Feng Wuchen wants to escape, I am afraid it will not be so easy.

Tianhe's purpose is to catch Feng Wuchen back, and he can make great contributions. How could he let Feng Wuchen escape easily?

"What kind of monster was that just now? It can actually block the sword-like power." Tian He was secretly surprised.

The Dragon God bodyguard is Feng Wuchen's most powerful defense.

If there is no Dragon God body protection, I am afraid that Feng Wuchen will be seriously injured and coma on the spot.

"You can't run away now, can you? No matter how powerful your movement is, you still can't escape my palm!" Tian He sneered, with a proud look on his face.

"It's not easy to be able to withstand my strength, but unfortunately your strength is still too weak!" Tian He said coldly, staring at Feng Wuchen with playful eyes.

"call out!"

When the words fell, Tianhe stepped on the void, and his figure flew out.

"Tianhe, are you underestimating me too much?" Feng Wuchen on the edge of the cage said with a blank expression.

"You are underestimating me! Do you really think you can escape from my injury?" Tian Hesen shouted coldly.

There was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and Feng Wuchen said, "You guessed it right!"

"Snapped!"

Feng Wuchen clasped his hands together, and with a bang, the surging and vast momentum surged, and the power of destroying the world was fully motivated, and the blood light spurted out.

Feng Wuchen forced the power of destroying the world, and his injuries deteriorated sharply.

The wind can't handle so much.

"Just relying on your severely injured body, what can you do? You want to escape from my hands, daydreaming!" Tian He's face was full of disdain.

Feng Wuchen's injuries are extremely serious, and Tianhe can knock Feng Wuchen unconscious with just one palm.

However, how could Feng Wuchen be the one who gave up easily?

The speed of Tianhe is astonishing, and the situation is critical.

"Xianjue! Thousands of miles are invisible!" Feng Wuchen suddenly snorted coldly.

"Xian Jue?" Tian He was shocked, but time did not allow him to think too much.

"Leave it for me!" Tian He shouted coldly, his fierce palm mercilessly slammed into Feng Wuchen's chest.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

The terrifying palm slammed on it, and there was a loud bang, and Feng Wuchen instantly turned into ashes, the violent energy shattered the void, and large cracks spread.

"Humph! Do you think you can escape?" With a slam, Tian He frowned and said coldly, his face extremely ugly.

At the critical moment, Feng Wuchen used his immortal art to escape, and was shocked to avoid Tianhe's attack.

What turned into pieces was nothing but the afterimage left by Feng Wuchen.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen's figure had already disappeared without a trace.

"Feng Wuchen must be returning to the Dragon Temple! He must be caught before he goes back!" Tian He Sen said coldly, while talking, Tian He was chasing him with all his strength.

Once Feng Wuchen returns to the Dragon Temple, Tianhe will lose the best chance, and it will be difficult to catch Feng Wuchen next time.

"call out!"

A few seconds later, Feng Wuchen's figure appeared in vain.

"puff!"

Forcibly urging the power to cast the immortal art, causing Feng Wuchen's injury to deteriorate again, and finally he couldn't help spurting a mouthful of blood, his body shook violently, and he might fall at any time.

"This bastard is catching up!" Feng Wuchen frowned and secretly said, just as he escaped, he noticed that Tianhe was chasing at a terrifying speed, and he was secretly anxious.

Feng Wuchen hurriedly took out a few pills and swallowed them, the black wings flapped, and Feng Wuchen continued to fly.

The injury and the power of true essence are recovering quickly, and Feng Wuchen only hopes to reach the Dragon Temple before Tianhe catches up.

"Humph! This stinky boy really wants to go back to the Dragon Temple! Unfortunately, there is no chance!" Tianhe, who was chasing with all his strength, had already sensed Feng Wuchen's weak breath, and the corners of his mouth evoked a fierce sneer.

"boom!"

Tianhe suddenly accelerated, with a strong roar, the figure disappeared in a flash, and the speed was extremely terrifying.

"Feng Wuchen! You can't run away! You can't hold back your immortal martial arts forcibly, right? You're just struggling to the death!" Behind Feng Wuchen, came the roar of Tianhe.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen looked back and said nothing.

"Want to go back to the Dragon Temple to start the formation? You're thinking too much!" Tian He sneered disdainfully, and after a few dodges, he intercepted Feng Wuchen.

Not far away is the Dragon Temple, but it was still blocked by Tianhe.

"Go back with me, I promise to keep your whole corpse." Tian He said coldly and arrogantly, looking down at Feng Wuchen.

"Want to catch me?" Feng Wuchen's mouth evoked a mysterious sneer, and said, "You can't catch me."

"Oh? Is that so?" Tianhe's face was gloomy, and he did not give Feng Wuchen any chance at all, and immediately took action.

Tianhe shot like lightning, and at a distance of tens of meters, Tianhe had absolute certainty to capture Feng Wuchen.

But at the moment when Tianhe shot, Feng Wuchen quickly formed a seal with his hands, and finally folded.

When Tianhe's claw was still half an inch away from Feng Wuchen, he suddenly stopped and could no longer move forward.

Tianhe was startled and found that his body was suddenly unable to move.

"This... what's going on?" Tian He was stunned.

"Humph! As I said, you can't catch me!" Feng Wuchen sneered, his wings fluttered, and he flew quickly to the Dragon Temple.

Feng Wuchen didn't dare to stay too long, Tianhe's cultivation base was strong, and he could come after him at any time.

"This is imprisonment!" Under the inspection, Tianhe's face was full of horror: "The imprisonment that can only be performed in the realm of the gods, how could Feng Wuchen be possible?"

Seeing Feng Wuchen flying towards the Dragon Temple, Tian He didn't think much about it.

"Buzz!"

Terrifying energy surged out, blue light flashed, and the void violently shook and collapsed.

"break!"

With a loud shout, Tian He stretched his body with all his might. With his fierce strength, he forcibly broke the confinement that trapped his body.

"There is still a chance!" Fierce eyes swept towards Feng Wuchen, and Tianhe quickly pursued.

"Teleport!"

Feng Wuchen shouted loudly in his heart, his injuries and true essence recovered a little, and Feng Wuchen forced his true essence to use his body technique again.

"No! It's too late!" Tianhe gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Profound-rank high-grade martial arts! Divine Wind Finger!"

Feng Wuchen forcibly teleported, and the distance was opened for a while. Seeing that he could no longer stop Feng Wuchen, Tianhe immediately shouted and displayed his martial skills.

"Nine-layered Universe Slaughtering God Formation! Open!"

Feng Wuchen performed another instant, successfully arrived at the Dragon Temple, and then shouted to open the Dragon Temple array! (To be continued)