Chapter 2154

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan


Kneel down and beg for mercy?

die happy?

Are you sure that the wind is clean and the brain is not exhausted?

Could it be that Feng Wuchen doesn't know what kind of existence he is talking to?

The sneer on Nether Ghost's face became a little more disdainful: "Master Feng, this seat is not an alchemist, even if you have that means, you can't help this seat, even if it is an ancient powerhouse with a single pupil, this seat is not afraid. , you can ask him to try."

"Where does this old man get the confidence? He himself is definitely not a match for Shan Tong." Feng Wuchen was also curious.

Not to mention a ghost, even if there are ten, it is not a match for Shan Tong.

But the ghost ghost is so fearless and confident, what does this mean?

There is only one answer, there are stronger ones!

"Could it be that someone from the Holy Realm really came?" Feng Wuchen thought of this thought, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

After all, apart from the Holy Realm, no one can match the single pupil.

Only someone from the Holy Realm can make the ghost ghost so confident and make him betray without hesitation.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuchen grinned and said, "Interesting."

Even if he had guessed it, Feng Wuchen's eyes were still as calm as autumn water, without the slightest turbulence, and without the slightest fear at all.

"It's really interesting, even this seat never thought that what you are relying on will not work in front of this seat." The ghost ghost still sneered.

"Not necessarily." Feng Wuchen shook his head.

"Oh? Is that so? This seat is looking forward to it." The ghost ghost said slightly surprised, but it was full of sneer.

"Pong!"

With a thought, the Pure World Soul Fire burned in Feng Wuchen's palm, and an extremely terrifying and strongly oppressive aura swept out wildly.

"Pure World Different Soul Fire!"

"Second ranked Shenhuo!"

"It is said that Feng Wuchen has two kinds of divine fire!"

As soon as the Pure World Spirit Fire came out, everyone in the Netherworld Demon Palace was shocked.

"Master Feng, don't you think that you can deal with this seat with Shenhuo? Frankly speaking, Shenhuo poses no threat to this seat." Nether Ghost said disdainfully.

When he saw the pure world and different soul fire, the ghost ghost realized how stupid Feng Wuchen was.

Not to mention the second place on the Shenhuo list, even the first-ranked Shenhuo, the Nether Ghost doesn't care.

"Feng Wuchen, Feng Wuchen, I didn't expect you to be so stupid, don't you know what kind of existence you are facing?" The ghostly ghost shook his head, even more disdain.

"Who do you think will save you in the formation space of this seat? In front of this seat, you are nothing but an ant." Nether Ghost said disdainfully.

The powerful person who transforms into a saint is an existence that you can't afford to provoke.

"Netherworld Ghost, do you know what the magical power of the Pure World Spirit Fire is?" Feng Wuchen asked with an expressionless face.

The Nether Ghost was stunned for a moment, and everyone in the Nether Demon Palace looked at each other in dismay. They didn't get the Pure World Spirit Fire, so naturally they didn't know what magical powers the Pure World Spirit Fire had.

"No matter how powerful supernatural powers are, in front of Saint Hua, they are not supernatural powers." Nether Ghost believed to himself.

"In the first battle, have you seen the Pure World Spirit Fire?" Feng Wuchen asked.

Nether Ghost frowned slightly, not understanding what Feng Wuchen meant by this sentence, but Nether Ghost didn't feel it was simple.

"So what?" Nether Ghost looked at Feng Wuchen in confusion.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, Feng Wuchen blew a breath at Jingshi Yishunhuo, and Shenhuo disappeared.

But in the next second, the Nether Ghost's expression changed drastically, and he instantly realized that one of his arms could not move, as if it didn't exist.

To put it bluntly, that arm is controlled.

"You... what have you done to me?" the ghost ghost asked in shock, with shock and disbelief on his old face.

As a sage transformation powerhouse, an arm was actually controlled by a junior. Although it was a moment, it was enough to make the ghostly ghost feel terrified.

For the strong, in an instant, it is equivalent to sticking out the neck and slashing the enemy.

"What's the matter? Why is Lord Nether so frightened?"

"Impossible, I must have read it wrong, how could Lord Nether be afraid of a junior?"

"That's right! I must have read it wrong!"

The disciples of the Netherworld Demon Palace discussed a lot, and no one was willing to accept the fact.

On the contrary, the three elders of the Netherworld Demon Palace and the powerhouses of the Lord God became a little more dignified because they accepted the facts.

What exactly is going on?

Strong doubts came to their minds, and they didn't see any clues at all, but the terrified expressions of the ghosts could never be hidden from them.

Feng Wuchen said with a slight sneer: "Netherworld ghost, I said that last time was your last chance, but unfortunately you didn't cherish it. Do you really think that there is someone behind you, so you can get me Feng Wuchen? Do you really think I am Feng Wuchen? Stupid? Do you really think you're smart?"

"This seat asks what you did!" The ghost ghost almost roared with anger, and at this moment he felt that Feng Wuchen was very scary, and he couldn't see through it at all.

It's just a small god, who can control him as a saint, how terrifying is this?

"You are not qualified to know that from today, there is no need for the Netherworld Demon Palace to exist." Feng Wuchen said coldly, like a nine-day God of War, his words were full of arrogance and domineering.

"Ignorance junior, I'm afraid you don't know what danger you are facing!" The Great Elder shouted angrily.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, the Holy Realm has sent a strong man, killing you and Shan Tong is as easy as the palm of your hand!" The second elder then shouted angrily.

"Is this your reliance? I have already guessed it, but so what?" Feng Wuchen was still as steady as Mount Tai, without any fear.

"Arrogant! There's no way to save it!" The Great Elder shouted angrily, with murderous aura, without a second word, he immediately rose into the sky, the terrifying power condensed in the palm of his hand, and the power of the formation space shook violently.

Such a terrifying palm, Feng Wuchen was absolutely unable to resist.

However, what shocked everyone was that when the Great Elder was still a few inches away from Feng Wuchen's head, he stopped strangely.

The elder was unable to move, his face full of horror.

At this moment, the elder had already guessed why the ghost was frightened.

The elder's body was completely controlled!

This is not the power of time, in the realm of Feng Wuchen One Star God Venerable, the power of time can't trap the power of the Lord God.

"How is this possible? What the hell is going on?" The elder said in horror, unable to sense any energy at all.

At this moment, the ghost of the ghost was stunned, and everyone in the ghost palace was terrified.

The Great Elder can control it, what kind of magical power is this?

Feng Wuchen's method really shocked the Netherworld Demon Palace this time.

"Nether Ghost, you have disappointed me too much. You attacked the Dragon Temple. I shouldn't have kept you, but at the moment of your surrender, I plan to give you a chance. It's a pity, repent!" Feng Wuchen Shaking his head slightly.

The moment Feng Wuchen's words fell, Nether Ghost was horrified to find that his hands and feet were out of control, and slowly, he completely lost consciousness and thought.