Chapter 2522

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan
"Buzz!"

An extremely strange and cold destructive force rushed out, and the space violently shook and collapsed, spreading to a distance of 100,000 feet.

"Feng Wuchen! How dare you insult our Necrons! This seat will never forgive you!" the old man shouted angrily, looking like he was going to fight Feng Wuchen.

"Insult? Are you worthy? Although I don't know what the Necrons are, in my eyes, you are no different from ants!" Feng Wuchen said arrogantly.

No matter how strong the Necromancer is, it belongs to the Holy Realm after all.

"Okay! I hope you can be so arrogant in a while!" The old man gritted his teeth and roared, his old eyes were full of bloodshots, and the cells in his whole body were rolling with anger!

"drink!"

The old man roared fiercely up to the sky, and the power in the blood soul pool was injected into the old man's body crazily.

The space was violently windy, lightning flashed, and the world changed color.

Even if he is seriously injured, his terrifying power has surpassed his peak posture, breaking through the power of the Nine-Star Holy Venerable.

This destructive force is enough to compete with the three ancestors of the Dragon God Temple.

The great elders of the necromancer have such terrifying combat power, no wonder they are not afraid of the Dragon God Temple at all.

The existence of the Necrons is definitely very terrifying!

"Insulting our undead race, angering the elders, your time of death has come!" The soul body tortured by Feng Wuchen roared.

"Be honest! Otherwise, I'll let you go to pieces now!" Zhou Hu shouted angrily.

"Holy Judgment! Blade of the Undead!"

The old man roared violently, and instantly condensed a dark purple energy blade as thick as an arm.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

The old man clenched the energy blade and threw it out fiercely, turning it into a black lightning bolt, with a sharp and ear-piercing sonic boom, which had the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying white fire sword collided with the energy blade, and a deafening explosion resounded through the blood soul pool. The energy of destruction swept wildly, the space vibrated violently, and the towering peaks in all directions were instantly turned to ashes.

The picture has great visual impact.

In the huge blood soul pool, hundreds of blood cells rose into the sky, and the blood water tumbled violently.

However, the old man tried his best to attack, but to no avail.

"puff!"

At the moment of the head-to-head contact, the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, the old face was as pale as paper, and the injury instantly aggravated.

"Elder!" The soul body shouted in fear.

At that moment, he was completely desperate!

"This is impossible! The undead holy power of this seat and the power of the blood soul pool are no match for his flames!" The old man's eyes widened in despair, and he attacked with all his strength, but he couldn't shake the white fire sword at all!

In the desperate eyes of the old man, the white fire sword was not damaged at all.

How terrifying is this?

The horror of Feng Wuchen has exceeded the imagination of the old man.

At this moment, the old man realized that Feng Wuchen's arrogance has capital.

"How could he have such terrifying power? Who the hell is he? How could the Supreme Dragon God Clan have such power?" The old man was extremely frightened, and his severely injured body was shaking.

He could no longer imagine what kind of nightmares it would bring to the Necromancer by provoking Feng Wuchen.

"Is that all you can do?" Feng Wuchen's cold and ruthless voice sounded, like a death sentence.

"call out!"

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The words fell, Feng Wuchen's sword finger waved again, the white fire sword rushed down, turned into a white lightning, flashed in an instant, and mercilessly slammed on the old man, the terrifying energy ripples engulfed the old man, extremely destructive power , unscrupulously destroying the Northern Territory space.

"Guru..."

Looking at the destructive energy ripples, Shan Tong, Da Dutong and others were terrified to the extreme, trembling all over.

This power is terrifying.

Feng Wuchen is too terrifying, the power of a white fire sword can easily hit a terrifying powerhouse with the power of the Nine Stars Holy Venerable.

"As long as Brother Feng is willing, with his terrifying power, he can wipe out the Spirit Temple and the Demon Clan in an instant." Shan Tong said in horror.

I don't know how long it took, when the energy ripples of destruction dissipated, the illusory figure of the old man appeared in the eyes of Feng Wuchen.

The old man's body has been destroyed, leaving only the weak soul body.

This is still Feng Wuchen's mercy, or he can be killed with a single sword!

"The strength of the Nine-Star Holy Venerable isn't that great. I can't even block my sword. I'm so disappointed." Looking at the weak soul body of the old man, Feng Wuchen said coldly.

"..." The old man didn't dare to fart, and was terrified to the extreme.

"Do you still think I'm arrogant now? Do you think your Necrons are qualified to hold grudges against me? Are you worthy of being my enemy?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.

"..." The old man did not dare to come out.

In front of such a terrifying powerhouse, the old man has become a grandson.

"What? Don't dare to speak now? Are you dumb?" Feng Wuchen stared at the old man coldly.

"Supreme lord, the villain knows his fault, the villain should not be arrogant in front of the adults, should not be arrogant, should not insult the Dragon God Clan, the undead tribe is nothing in front of you." The old man replied in horror, for fear that Feng Wuchen would destroy him. .

"Shhhhhh!"

"Buzz!"

With a wave of Feng Wuchen's sword, tens of thousands of terrifying white fire swords in the void, like a meteor shower, swooped down crazily, with bursts of sharp and ear-piercing sonic booms.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

Tens of thousands of terrifying white fire swords all fell into the blood soul pool.

This is still the destructive power of Feng Wuchen's ability to control the power of the white fire sword to a minimum.

The huge blood soul pool, under the crazy burning of the ancestor of all fires, the blood water of the entire blood soul pool boiled, and a large piece of blood was evaporated.

In just a moment, most of the blood in the Blood Soul Pond had evaporated.

The terrifying level of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Fires has once again refreshed everyone's cognition.

Shan Tong, Da Dutong and the others stared at all of this in a stunned manner.

"Blood Soul Pond..." The old man's heart was bleeding, but he didn't dare to stop him, let alone speak.

After a while, the blood and water of the huge blood soul pool disappeared.

The thick bloody smell disappeared, the gloomy and dangerous aura disappeared, and they were all burned to the ground.

The blood soul pool disappeared, and what appeared in the eyes of everyone was an energy barrier.

There is no cave under the enchantment.

"Those who dare to touch me, I will make all the Necrons feel despair, and let the Necrons who think they are very powerful enjoy real fear!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.

The old man was shocked, and intense fear and despair welled up in his heart.

Because of the blood-washing Heaven Dou Temple, they lost the entire undead race.

Feng Wuchen flashed down, pointed out, and the powerful energy barrier shattered.

"Patriarch, immediately order all the clansmen to escape!" The old man's first reaction was to let the undead escape!