Chapter 742

"The breath of the cold soul has increased!"

"Beyond the ninth-level peak of the Celestial Pole Realm!"

"What a terrible breath!"

"..."

With the cold soul activating the power of space, a more terrifying power burst out, and suddenly everyone jumped.

"The big thing is not good! Lenghun's power is already pressing on Big Brother Feng. Now that the power has increased so much, Big Brother Feng can't hold it anymore." Liu Qingyang said worriedly.

"The power of Lenghun's space is no trivial matter, and the hall master is in danger!" Ye Tianwei was also worried.

"The power of the Celestial Realm, we can do nothing, concentrate on killing the enemy!" Chi Huang shouted.

"Chihuang is right, we can't help the teacher! First deal with the enemy in front of you!" Zhang Junlan flashed over and said solemnly.

"Big Brother Liu, there are many experts in the enemy's Celestial Realm. You go to support the Red Emperor, and Yanran and I will deal with it here!" Miao Qingqing said solemnly.

"Okay! Zhantian, protect them!" Liu Qingyang shouted, glanced at Feng Wuchen, and then walked out with Zhang Junlan.

"Miss Qingqing's cultivation has surpassed me, and she also possesses the power of a fairy. She wants me to protect her? She's more or less the same as protecting me." Dong Zhantian muttered in a low voice, but it was the first time he came over.

"Shhhhhh!"

"Chucky!"

The soldiers of the Dragon God Temple are madly killing the enemy. Every time they dodge, they almost kill the enemy 100%. They are splashed with the blood of the enemy, and they frantically perform teleportation. Although they have an advantage, they consume a huge amount of real energy.

Fortunately, the Dragon God Temple has powerful medicinal pills, so there is no need to worry about the consumption of true essence.

"Pong!"

High in the sky, with a thought, a black flame ignited in Feng Wuchen's palm.

"Black fire!" Seeing the black flame, Lenghun's face changed greatly, and his heart was shocked.

The terror of Wuhuo made Lenghun extremely fearful.

"Immortal Black Fire!" Luo Wuchang couldn't help but be startled, and cold sweat broke out behind him.

"Is this the terrifying flame of the master?" Chi Yuan said in horror.

"Black flames!" Zhang Wufeng looked in shock.

Not many people present knew about Wu Huo.

But everyone who knows Wuhuo is full of fear.

"What's the matter? Why did the flame temperature of Wuhuo become so weak?" In addition to being frightened, Lenghun secretly wondered.

The energy of Wuhuo's terrifying temperature has been refined by Feng Wuchen, converting the energy of temperature into its own power.

Although the energy of the temperature has disappeared, the icy and biting terrifying chill is still there, and the terrifying devouring ability is still there.

The icy and biting breath spread, and wherever it passed, the space instantly froze into ice.

The cold is domineering.

Beads of sweat appeared on Lenghun's face, and the appearance of Wuhuo, even though his power had skyrocketed a lot, but he didn't dare to shoot rashly.

In Lenghun's mind, the terrifying picture of being trapped by black fire in the Dragon God Temple appeared.

The more memories, the more afraid Lenghun, the shadow of Wuhuo in his heart.

"What? You have the power to step into the God Transformation Realm with half your foot, don't you dare to take action?" Staring at Lenghun with a playful gaze, Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Stinky boy!" Lenghun's face was extremely gloomy, his fists clenched tightly, and he gritted his teeth and spat out three words.

The disappearance of the terrifying temperature energy turned into a terrifying cold air, which made Lenghun feel like a trap. Once he made a move, the terrifying flame temperature would spread out instantly.

Therefore, in the absence of certainty, Lenghun did not dare to make a move rashly.

"Since you don't dare to shoot, then I'm welcome!" Feng Wuchen's eyes flashed fiercely, and he immediately shouted: "Dragon God Shadow!"

"Shhhhhh!"

The shout fell, Feng Wuchen's figure flickered one after another, the speed was extremely terrifying, and thousands of clearly visible afterimages condensed in the void.

"Master, be careful!" Luo Wuchang shouted in panic.

"Master of the Young Palace!" Most of the twin brothers looked at Lenghun with worried eyes.

Feng Wuchen took the initiative to launch the offensive, but Lenghun was so frightened that he stepped back a few steps.

This shows how strong Lenghun's fear of Wuhuo is.

But Lenghun only took a few steps back, and then he forced himself to stop.

As the young master of the Divine King Temple, the first genius in the mainland, his dignity and pride cannot allow him to take a step back!

Lenghun's heart was full of anger.

"Shhhhhh!"

Feng Wuchen flickered one after another, condensing a large piece of residual memory in all directions of Lenghun, like a thousand troops, the picture is extremely spectacular.

"Are you scared? Too scared to take action." Feng Wuchen's ethereal sneer came, as if there were everywhere.

Lenghun was extremely furious, his face was hideous, his teeth were gritted, and his heart was struggling.

While speaking, Feng Wuchen's palm with black flame still slammed fiercely towards Lenghun.

"Xianjue! Destroy the Dragon Palm!"

A palm slammed out, Feng Wuchen shouted loudly, and the momentum instantly became extremely terrifying, and the palm print filled with power, which increased dozens of times in an instant!

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

A palm blasted out, and the huge blood-colored palm prints of thousands of feet burst out with the potential to destroy the dead and the rot. The dim void was covered with blood light, and the space shook violently wherever it passed.

Feng Wuchen's palm carried a monstrous might, a terrifying aura that was mind-blowing.

"Xian Jue?" Hearing Feng Wuchen's loud shout, everyone who was fighting for life and death couldn't help being startled.

"This momentum... this is a mid-grade immortal art!" Luo Wuchang's face showed shock and horror.

"Master actually retains such a terrifying immortal art!" Chi Yuan and others were also shocked, and their horrified eyes turned to Feng Wuchen again.

"Apart from sword tactics, this is the first time I have seen the hall master perform immortal art!"

"Feng Wuchen actually owns Immortal Jue!"

"What a terrifying aura, is this the Immortal Jue?"

The Dragon God Alliance and the major powerhouses in the hegemony domain were all shocked.

"Xianjue?" At the same time, Lenghun's gloomy face changed slightly, and time did not allow him to think too much.

Since dignity and pride can't allow him to step back, Lenghun can only do his best!

Lenghun made a seal with his hands, fully mobilizing the power of space, and the terrifying energy was condensed. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Come on! It's a big deal to die together!"

"Earth-level high-grade martial arts! Soul-breaking and Heaven-destroying Palm!"

Lenghun slammed a loud drink, looked crazy, and slammed out a palm desperately.

Even though Lenghun didn't have Immortal Jue, he used half of his foot to step into the divine realm to perform martial arts, and the horror level of his palm print was not under Feng Wuchen's palm print.

"Boom!"

"puff!"

In an instant, the two palms collided, and they exploded as soon as they collided. There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the energy that destroyed the sky and the earth swept through. In the eyes of everyone's horror, I saw Feng Wuchen spewing out a mouthful of blood, and the figure was directly shot back. .

"Hall Master!"

"Brother Feng!"

Seeing Feng Wuchen spitting blood, everyone in the Dragon God Temple was shocked and couldn't help screaming, panicking. (To be continued)