Chapter 3417

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan
"Summon the titled ancient god?"

Seeing Feng Wuchen's actions, Young Master Di Tian grinned and immediately signaled the five subordinates to stop.

The Young Master Di Tian smiled lightly: "Feng Wuchen, I have been in the Pangu world for many years, and I have never met a titled ancient god who can fight with me. Now I have been promoted to the emperor, even if you summon 10,000 titled ancient gods. , In front of me, they didn't even have a chance to shoot."

These words seem to be extremely arrogant, but Young Master Ditian is definitely not bragging.

In front of the Great Emperor, any titled Ancient God is rubbish!

"What's going on? Jing Yan and Hong Ji's ancient gods are pulling their fingers, and there is no response!" Feng Wuchen's face sank. Except for the ancient gods who were named the ancient gods of fighting spirit, Jingyan and Hong Ji's ancient gods were pulling their fingers. Not the slightest light.

"It can't be summoned, it can only mean that something happened to them." A voice came from the Chaos Profound Fire Beast.

"Something happened?" Feng Wuchen's face changed drastically, and he was the first to guess that it was Young Master Di Tian.

The call of the ancient god to pull his fingers will never go unresponsive unless something goes wrong.

"The ancient god of the lord cannot be summoned." Jian Qiu frowned deeply.

Ling Xiaoxiao worried: "What's going on? Why can't I be summoned?"

"Previously, when the lord summoned the titled ancient god, he could appear in an instant, but now the ancient god did not respond when he pulled his finger, and the ancient god who responded did not see the titled ancient god appear." Prison Tian said solemnly, as if he had guessed something.

"It should be an accident!" Long Killing Soul guessed, his old face was very solemn.

When an abnormal situation occurred, everyone in the Dragon Soul guessed that something was wrong, and they were all worried.

"Feng Wuchen, can you save you with the golden title of the ancient god? It's just to let him die." Gu Yingxi sneered.

"Feng Wuchen, I will let you slowly feel the taste of despair." Ditian Young Master laughed arrogantly, as if everything was in his hands.

The Ancient God, the titled Fighting Soul, had indeed received Feng Wuchen's call, but he did not appear for a long time, and there was no terrifying aura that spread from the Ancient God's finger.

In the past, the titled ancient god of fighting spirit appeared long ago.

"It looks like they did something in the Pangu Realm." The Ancient God, the title of Fighting Soul, did not appear for a long time, and Feng Wuchen's face became more and more gloomy, and he obviously guessed something.

"Without the titled Ancient God appearing, are you beginning to feel hopeless?" Young Master Ditian asked with a light smile.

Staring at Young Master Di Tian with icy eyes, Feng Wuchen asked coldly, "Are Jing Yan and Hong Ji alive or dead?"

Young Master Ditian shrugged and smiled lightly: "I have no grievances with them, so naturally I won't kill them, and they still have value, don't they?"

"I also guessed that you may be able to summon other titled ancient gods, so by the way, you sent people to guard the first layer of Pangu Realm and the gate of Pangu Realm. You don't want them to disturb them. In fact, you are saving them. With their strength, come here. It's just death."

The titled ancient gods cannot be summoned, and even if they are summoned, they cannot come. Without the help of the titled ancient gods, Feng Wuchen and the others would not be able to fight against Young Master Ditian at all.

What the Young Master Ditian said was right, even if the titled Ancient God came, it would only be death.

Glancing at the three ancient gods' fingers, Feng Wuchen received the storage ring, Sen Leng said: "Blocking the Ancient Immortal Realm and guarding the Pangu Realm is really well-prepared. It seems that you already think that you have settled for me."

"You don't seem to think so." Young Master Di Tian smiled confidently.

"Can the people you send stop the black titled ancient god?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly, and immediately took out a black ancient god's finger!

"The black ancient god pulls his fingers!" Gu Ying's face suddenly changed greatly.

"Oh? You actually have the black ancient god's finger!" Di Tian Young Master was also quite shocked, and he couldn't even believe it.

It is already very incredible for a small ancient cultivator to have an ancient god's finger.

Now Feng Wuchen not only has the golden ancient god's wrench, but also the black ancient god's wrench.

"The black ancient god's finger!" Yan Chen Gu Xianzun's old eyes were about to fall, and he was shocked.

"The strongest titled ancient god!" Jian Chou and Jiao Tian exclaimed one after another, their eyes widened, looking at the black ancient god in Feng Wuchen's hand.

No one would have thought that Feng Wuchen actually had the black ancient god's finger!

Bloodline power was injected into the black ancient god's wrench, and after a while, the ancient god's wrench showed a slight white brilliance.

At the same time, the Pangu Realm is the first layer of heaven.

The ancient god, the titled Dou Soul, sensed the moment Feng Wuchen summoned, and immediately acted.

But when it came to the first layer of heaven, it was blocked.

"What do you mean?" Gu Shensen, the title of Fighting Soul, asked coldly.

"Young Master Ditian has an order, no one is allowed to leave the Pangu Realm!" An ancient god with a title said solemnly.

"Young Master Ditian?" The Ancient God, the titled Fighting Soul, frowned slightly.

"The titled ancient god of fighting spirit, please come back." Another titled ancient god, they obviously recognized the title of ancient god of fighting spirit.

"Where I'm going, no one can control it! Get out of the way!" Gu Shensen, the title of Fighting Soul, said coldly, and a terrifying murderous aura burst out at the same time.

"The titled ancient god of the fighting soul, you must think clearly about the consequences of being an enemy of the young master of Ditian!" An ancient god with a title frowned.

"An enemy of him?" The Ancient God, the titled Fighting Soul, sneered, "So what? If you don't leave, I'll send you on your way first."

"Oh? I'm afraid you don't have the strength!" A yin and yang sneer came.

"Who?" The Ancient God, the titled Fighting Soul, frowned deeply, sensing a powerful threat.

"Ancient God of Fighting Soul, if you leave now, I will forgive you, but if you take another half step forward, I guarantee that you will die in an instant!" The strange voice of Yin and Yang sounded again, and it could be heard in the words. , his disdain for fighting spirit and confidence in his own strength.

"Shhhhhh!"

A dark shadow flickered quickly, and immediately floated past the left side of the titled ancient god of fighting spirit, staring at this slowing figure with the cold eyes of the titled ancient god of fighting spirit.

The person who appeared was a coquettish man in white brocade, with white hair and a very handsome appearance, a face that even women envied.

The next second, an extremely terrifying aura enveloped the fighting spirit titled Ancient God, making it difficult for the fighting spirit to move.

"White Titled Ancient God!" The Fighting Soul Titled Ancient God frowned deeply and said, "You are a demon guardian!"

"It's this protector!" The demon protector said with a slight smile: "The Douhun titled Ancient God, although you are a disciple of the Great Swordsman, don't forget that the Great Swordsman is already dead, and this protector respects the Great Swordsman, and only gives it to him. You have a chance, you don't know what to do."

"The meaning of the demon protector is that where do I go without the consent of the Young Master Ditian?" Gu Shensen, the title of Fighting Soul, asked coldly.

"The ancient god of fighting spirit, this guardian doesn't want to kill you, you can go." The demon guardian sneered.

"Emperor Tianzong doesn't have the guts, what are you? You still want to kill the disciples of Emperor Sword Soul?" A cold voice full of supreme majesty sounded.