Chapter 2155



"You won't have the opportunity to summon any holy world powerhouse."

Feng Wuchen grinned and sneered.

The moment Nether Ghost was controlled again, he was frightened, but fortunately, the panic disappeared instantly.

Because the ghost ghost has been completely controlled and lost consciousness and thought.

He originally planned to transmit Luo Tianran's voice immediately, but unexpectedly, at that moment, he lost consciousness and had no chance to transmit Luo Tianran's voice at all.

At this moment, the ghost ghost doesn't know how much he regrets it.

What if there is Luo Tianran's backing? What if Luo Tian could kill Shan Tong?

No one else gives you any chance at all.

In Feng Wuchen's eyes, the ghost ghost is just a joke, an ant who can't get on the table.

"Palace Master!" The Great Elder was horrified.

"The Palace Master is under control!"

"It's over! The palace master is under his control!"

"Elder! Quickly summon the Lord of the Holy Realm!"

The Netherworld Demon Palace was full of panic and anxiety, already aware of the possibility of destruction, and there was a look of despair in his eyes.

The great commander shouted in a rage: "Elder, call the Lord of the Holy Realm quickly!"

"Summon?" Feng Wuchen said disdainfully, "Do you think he can do it?"

The Great Elder is also controlled, but his consciousness and thoughts are still there. As long as Feng Wuchen is willing, he can turn the Great Elder into a ghost at this moment in minutes.

"Grand Commander, kill Feng Wuchen!" a strong lord shouted loudly.

"That's right! As long as Feng Wuchen is killed, Lord Nether and the Great Elder will not be controlled by him!"

"Second Elder, Third Elder, hurry up! Kill Feng Wuchen!"

The disciples of the Netherworld Demon Palace panicked to the extreme. If they did not kill Feng Wuchen, they would surely die.

"Stinky boy! You'd better think about it! Now that you have released the old man and Lord Ghost, you may still be able to survive!" The elder said gloomily and angrily, wishing to swallow Feng Wuchen alive.

"Feng Wuchen! Since you know that there are strong people in the holy world behind us, you better know each other, otherwise you will never want to leave the ghost palace alive!" Wan Qianshan shouted angrily.

"Stinky boy! This old man advises you not to make a mistake. You must know that in the eyes of Lord Saint Realm, Shan Tong and Mie Soul are nothing more than ants! If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, Lord Nether may be able to spare the rest of the Dragon Temple! "The second elder shouted angrily.

Looking at the faces of these people, Feng Wuchen couldn't help but want to laugh.

Don't they see that who has the initiative now?

"What is the Lord of the Holy Realm, what kind of thing is he?" Feng Wuchen said disdainfully: "Also, are you too stupid to be saved? Can you get out of the barrier set up by the ghosts?"

"Self-mistake? Where do you have the qualifications to say that I am self-mistaken? Kneel down and beg for mercy? Are you qualified? In my eyes, you are not worthy!" Feng Wuchen looked disdainful.

Madness! Insane!

"Also, you shouldn't threaten me with people from the Dragon Temple, because that's a capital crime!" At the end, Feng Wuchen's face turned completely cold.

The people in the Dragon Temple are Feng Wuchen's inverse scales, and no one can touch them!

With a wave of his hand, the ghost of the ghost shot suddenly and arrived in an instant.

"What?" The second elder's face changed drastically, he was about to say something, but it was too late.

"boom!"

The ghost ghost slammed out with a bang, and with a bang, the terrifying force smashed the second elder into powder on the spot, and his soul was scattered.

"Second Elder!" The Netherworld Demon Palace was extremely frightened, trembling all over, feeling that he had fallen into the eighteenth hell.

The ghost ghost has been completely controlled by Feng Wuchen, without consciousness or thought, only obeying Feng Wuchen's orders.

Seeing that the second elder was instantly wiped out, everyone in the Netherworld Demon Palace was frightened and dumbfounded.

"Gollum..."

Wan Qianshan and the others were terrified to the extreme. Although they were powerful, in front of the Nether Ghost, their strength was simply not on the table.

"Aren't you going to kill me? Come on, I'll give you this chance, but I want to see who can kill me!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, the murderous aura in his eyes was captivating.

The ghost of the ghost was standing on the square, and no one dared to move the ghost palace.

That's a holy transformation powerhouse! The second elder is in the realm of the seven-star master god, and he can't stop the ghost from the ghost!

"Feng Wuchen! Are you really going to be with me in the Netherworld Demon Palace?" The elder roared fiercely, his anger almost erupted from his eyes, and his murderous aura shot up to the sky.

"Never die? Old man, you don't blush when you say this? You don't seem to know who is qualified to speak today." Feng Wuchen sneered, looking at the elder like an idiot.

Didn't you see that the ghost ghost has been completely controlled by Feng Wuchen? Don't you know that the ghost ghost is a powerful saint? Blind?

"You!" The Great Elder blushed, unable to refute.

"kill!"

Feng Wuchen Sen Leng ordered, the ghost ghost, who was completely controlled, immediately launched an attack.

"call out!"

The ghostly ghost teleported and appeared abruptly in front of the elder, frightening the elder's soul to fly.

"Lord Nether! Yes..." The elder said in horror.

"boom!"

However, before the Great Elder had finished speaking, the ghost of the Netherworld had already slammed it up with a slap, and with a loud bang, the terrifying power wiped out the Great Elder on the spot.

The Eight-star Lord God has fallen!

"Elder Elder..." The people in the Netherworld Demon Palace were extremely sad, and their eyes of horror and despair were all resigned to their fate, and they had already resisted invisibly.

"Master, this old man has a strong cultivation base. Since he can control it, why not keep him?" Long Shenjian asked inexplicably.

"With my current cultivation, it's pretty good to be able to control the ghosts, but I can't control two people, so as to avoid problems." Feng Wuchen said.

"Three elders! Hurry up and summon the Lord of the Holy World! Hurry up! Only the Lord of the Holy World can save us! I don't want to die!" Wan Qianshan said in fear, the breath of death made him very scared.

"He doesn't have the qualifications to summon!" Feng Wuchen sneered ruthlessly.

"Shhhhhh!"

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, the ghost of the ghost has started a ruthless massacre. The figures flickered and the explosions continued. The powerhouses of the ghost palace were brutally killed by ghosts one after another.

"Master Nether, don't kill me, don't kill..." Seeing the ghost of Nether coming in a flash, Wan Qianshan was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"boom!"

The ghost ghost showed no mercy, and smashed thousands of mountains with one palm.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the main god of the Netherworld Demon Palace and the powerhouse of the main god were all killed by bombardment.

In the end, the ghost ghost jumped over the palace, the terrifying power condensed in the palm of his hand, and slammed the palm directly at the palace below.

The huge and terrifying palm print smashed down with the power of shattering the universe.

"..." The tens of thousands of disciples in the Netherworld Demon Palace were all stunned.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

With a deafening smash, the palace vanished into ashes, tens of thousands of disciples all turned into powder, the space of the formation shook violently, and the powerful enchantment was torn apart.

Even Feng Wuchen, seeing such terrifying power, his scalp couldn't help tingling.

The Nether Demon Palace is destroyed!