Chapter 1337



Finished works "Mad Cultivation God" and "Spirit of War for All Ages"

Serialized work "Ao Jue Xiu Shen"

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"Stinky boy! This emperor has abolished you!"

Xuan Kui slammed with a fierce and ruthless palm, and the terrifying power was enough to turn Feng Wuchen into a crippled person, and his power was monstrous.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

Xuan Kui approached in a blink of an eye, and his ruthless palm slammed into Feng Wuchen, with a terrifying sound, the terrifying force blasted the space of dozens of meters out of the void.

However, Xuan Kui's palm hit the air.

"Momentary teleportation!" Xuan Kui's expression changed.

"Not good!" Mr. Guigu's old face sank.

"Be careful of the blood slaughter!" Xuan Kui was shocked, shouted quickly, and walked away at the same time.

"laugh!"

When Feng Wuchen reappeared, the Dragon God Sword in his hand mercilessly pierced the heart of the Spirit Emperor, and the seriously injured Spirit Emperor's expression suddenly changed dramatically.

"You...you stinky boy..." Lingdi never expected that the person Feng Wuchen was going to kill was not Xuetu, but him!

"Ling Emperor!" Everyone was shocked.

No one would have thought that Feng Wuchen would take advantage of Sheng Dong to attack the west to kill the Emperor Ling.

The power of the teleportation was so powerful that the severely injured Spirit Emperor didn't notice it at all.

"Emperor Ling, when you stole Ying Wuyue, the granddaughter of Shadow Soul, they were separated for more than 20 years. You even used Ying Wuyue to threaten me. Killing you today is considered to have settled the debt. Go see you. Hell." Feng Wuchen said with an expressionless face, his voice was so cold that it made one's heart tremble.

While speaking, Feng Wuchen slowly pulled out the Dragon Sword, and the Emperor Ling fell down.

The Emperor Ling was severely wounded and seriously injured. Feng Wuchen's sword undoubtedly played a fatal role, and the breath of the Emperor Ling had gradually dissipated.

One of the Eight Heavenly Emperors, the Spirit Emperor, fell to Tianxu Mountain.

"Feng Ying!" Xuan Kui gritted his teeth, angered, his fists clenched tightly.

Feng Wuchen killed Emperor Ling under Xuan Kui's eyes, which was a shame for him.

"Feng Ying! Kill well!" Shadow Soul shouted: "Ling Emperor, good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil, this is your retribution!"

"Xiaoxiao, save Jieqing back!" Feng Wuchen hurriedly said to Ling Xiaoxiao.

"Okay!" Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly used teleportation, and the shadow disappeared instantly.

"Teleportation? Dragon God Clan? No, this is the breath of the Rakshasa God Clan! She is actually a descendant of the Rakshasa God Clan? How is this possible?" A person with a strange breath.

"What the hell is going on here? The Rakshasa Protoss can't have descendants. Who are they? The breath is quite similar to that of the Dragon God Clan and the Rakshasa God Clan. These three fierce beasts have an ancient aura, and they definitely don't. Simple." Mr. Guigu frowned and said, looking at Long Tianzhan and the others with deep old eyes.

"Sky-devouring tiger! Hurry up and save people!" Ling Xiaoxiao came back with a badly wounded heartless heart. Heartless's injuries were very serious. He was severely hit by Mr. Guigu, and his life was at stake.

The Sky Eater has a super powerful regeneration power, and it is not a problem to help the heartless to recover from the injury.

"Tiantianhu! Recover the heartless injury as soon as possible!" Feng Wuchen said.

"No problem!" Tian Tianhu said to himself.

"Emperor Ling is dead, from today onwards, I will have the final say in the spiritual realm!" Fierce eyes swept towards Mr. Guigu and the others, Feng Wuchen said arrogantly, with a monstrous aura.

"Xiu's arrogance! It's not your turn to take charge of the spiritual realm!" Immortal Emperor shouted angrily.

Shadow Soul slammed it up, and said fiercely: "Take care of yourself first!"

"I want to take charge of the spiritual realm without your consent. Isn't that the same for you at the beginning? It won't be long before the immortal realm will also fall into my hands. Immortal Emperor, you have to be careful." Feng Wuchen's cold eyes swept away. Glancing at the Immortal God.

Gloomy eyes swept to Xuetu, Feng Wuchen sneered: "You have to be careful, maybe the next person to die is you."

"Stinky boy!" The seriously injured Xuetu stared at Feng Wuchen extremely viciously.

"Let you live for a while." Feng Wuchen sneered, his fierce eyes then swept to Mr. Guigu, Feng Wuchen said coldly: "Old man, if my guess is correct, your cultivation base should be at a high level. Above the Venerable, he has stepped into the realm of the Nine Heavenly Emperor, and is even stronger."

"Frankly speaking, all of us can't even beat you, but if you think you can really deal with me, you'd be underestimating me." Feng Wuchen had no fear on his face.

"Really?" Mr. Guigu's old eyes were slightly wrinkled, and the viciousness in his old eyes was a bit more intense.

Mr. Guigu wanted to catch Feng Wuchen alive, but Feng Wuchen's terrifying soul force made him very afraid, and Mr. Guigu didn't dare to approach Feng Wuchen at all.

Moreover, Mr. Guigu firmly believes that there are still strong Dragon God clan in the dark. Without a 100% certainty, he will not shoot easily.

"Hugh!" Xuankui shouted angrily, and charged towards Feng Wuchen again with murderous aura.

Xuan Kui's speed was very terrifying, before he finished speaking, his figure had already flashed in front of Feng Wuchen, and slammed it with his palm again.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

"puff!"

Xuan Kui's palm fell, and there was a bang, Xuan Kui's face changed suddenly, the bones of his arm shattered, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Eighth Heavenly Emperor!" Xuankui was extremely frightened.

"Xuankui!" The Heavenly Emperor was shocked.

"Long Qinghun!" Mr. Guigu frowned deeply and said coldly, "I know that your Dragon God Clan is hiding in the dark."

"Xuankui, Xuankui, you are not too timid, you dare to move, the young master of the Dragon God Clan, are you tired of living?" An ethereal and majestic voice sounded.

"Young Master of the Dragon God Clan!" Long Tianzhan, Ling Xiaoxiao and the others were suddenly shocked.

"Brother Feng is the young master of the Dragon God clan?" Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face stiffened on the spot, and a huge wave was set off in her heart.

"This kid is actually the young master of the Dragon God clan?" The three-eyed demon ape's eyes widened.

Ling Xiaoxiao and the others only knew that Feng Wuchen was a descendant of the Dragon God Clan, but they never thought that Feng Wuchen was the young master of the Dragon God Clan.

"What a terrifying strength! This person's cultivation base is extremely high, which is more terrifying than the blood slaughter." Mad Leopard frowned, looking at the sky.

"It's the Dragon God Clan's powerhouse Long Qinghun, the realm of the Eighth Heavenly Emperor, and the top genius of the Dragon God Clan." Jieqing said, with the help of the Heaven-devouring Tiger, 60% of his injuries have recovered.

Above the sky, Long Qinghun appeared silently and respectfully said to Feng Wuchen, "Young Master, are you alright?"

"It's alright." Feng Wuchen shook his head, already expecting Long Qinghun to be in the dark.

Because of this, Feng Wuchen is not afraid at all.

"Long Qinghun!" The seriously injured Xuankui stared at Long Qinghun with bloodshot and murderous eyes.

"Tsk tsk, I'm not dead yet, my life is tough, it seems that I shot too lightly, do you want to take another slap?" Long Qinghun sneered with a flat face.

The appearance of Long Qinghun made the Heavenly Emperor powerhouse who sat down in the Temple of Heavenly Venerate terrified.

None of them are unfamiliar with Long Qinghun, and they are even more aware of Long Qinghun's toughness.