Chapter 4200

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan
"Feng Wuchen, is your soul power the soul of chaos?" Elder Yanfeng asked in horror.

"The soul of chaos?" Feng Wuchen sneered: "My soul is stronger than the soul of chaos, and the soul of chaos has already been given to my disciple."

"What? Stronger than the Soul of Chaos?" Yan Feng and Miying were instantly stunned.

The alchemists present, including Zhuge Qingfeng and Soul Eater, were also frightened.

The strongest soul force in the chaos world is the soul of chaos. How could there be a more powerful existence than the soul of chaos?

Feng Wuchen also gave the Soul of Chaos to his disciple.

Can Feng Wuchen's disciples be able to suppress them easily?

Looking at Yanfeng and the others who were frightened, Feng Wuchen sneered: "Elder Yanfeng, frankly speaking, if I wanted to kill you, you couldn't live in the first place, and Emperor Yan's soul couldn't save you, knowing that I was Why didn't I use my soul power to deal with you? Just to surprise you today."

"And I also guessed that there must be a powerful alchemist in the dark forces, exposing my soul power prematurely, I am worried that you will not dare to take action."

Yan Feng and Miying were angry and scared. They never expected that Feng Wuchen's soul power would be so terrifying.

As Feng Wuchen said, if they knew that Feng Wuchen's soul power was so terrifying, they would not dare to take action.

"Elder, you all retreat to heal." Yan Witch Sen said coldly, the terrifying aura had locked Feng Wuchen.

"It doesn't matter if you heal or not, none of you can live today." Feng Wuchen sneered confidently, his words extremely domineering.

"No shame!" Witch Yan said fiercely: "Everyone obeys the order and goes all out to destroy the Chaos Temple!"

"Witch, you stop Feng Wuchen, and this seat will deal with the chaotic mysterious fire beast." Emperor Yan said fiercely, and as for the clone, he dealt with the Purgatory Daozu, Chaos Zulong and Chaos King.

As long as you hold on to the most powerful ones, the remaining Chaos Temple and the powerhouses who sit down will be powerless to resist.

"Emperor Yan, you are not the opponent of this seat, even if the power of this seat has not fully recovered, you are not the opponent of this seat." The Chaos Profound Fire Beast sneered, full of confidence in his own strength.

"This seat is going all out, and the Chaos Ancestor Dragon and Chaos King can't last long. This seat does not believe that you have the strength to fight against this seat and the clone!" Emperor Yan said fiercely, bursting out the divine power of Yanhuo with all his strength, and the monstrous power swept away. .

"Emperor Yan, do you think witch Yan can stop me?" Feng Wuchen sneered: "If it wasn't for you last time, I would have killed her."

"Kill! Destroy them completely!" Witch Yan shouted angrily again, her cold murderous aura increased several times, and she was completely furious.

"Buzz!"

The powerhouses of the dark forces and the Nine Profound Daozu sat down on the powerhouses, roaring in anger, and bursting out with all their strength, a wave of terrifying power recklessly rolled around, and the Chaos Realm collapsed and exploded again.

Terrifying murderous, soul-stirring.

"Destroy us completely?" Feng Wuchen sneered: "Witch Yan, you are too confident."

"Feng Wuchen, there is news from the bloodthirsty God of War, and the dark forces are almost completely wiped out."

The chaotic black fire beast said: "You can let them come back, and your puppet, end the battle as soon as possible, I am worried that the ancestors of chaos will not be able to hold on."

"I know." Feng Wuchen said through voice transmission.

"Feng Wuchen! You stinky boy don't hurry to help! This seat can't hold it anymore!" At this moment, the Chaos Ancestor shouted loudly.

"Ancestor Chaos, why didn't you say it earlier if you couldn't hold it? You hold on for a while, and I'll be there soon." Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

"Hurry up and kill them to support this seat!" Chaos ancestor sound transmission shouted angrily.

"Okay, I understand." Feng Wuchen helplessly laughed.

In fact, Feng Wuchen's Primordial Spirit clone was hiding in the space where the Primal Chaos Ancestor was, and had been watching the battle in secret, but he didn't make a move.

"Are you confident or not, you'll know soon." Yan Witch Sen said coldly, "Kill Wushe!"

The dark forces and Jiuxuan Daozu sat down on the strong and shot out with all their strength. All kinds of powerful magic weapons were sacrificed, and they all played with the highest strength.

As long as Witches Yan can hold Feng Wuchen, they are not afraid of Chaos Temple at all.

"Young Hall Master, give your order!" Gu Tiandi said fiercely, "Desperate to kill them, we must completely destroy them!"

Glancing at Gu Tiandi, Feng Wuchen smiled and said: "Elder, you don't need to take action, the dark forces are almost wiped out."

Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Gu Tiandi and Nie Wuhun were shocked.

Doesn't this mean that the War God Guard and those terrifying puppets will be killed immediately?

"Witch Yan, the army of hundreds of thousands of dark forces has almost been wiped out." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"What?" Witch Yan was about to make a move, but her pretty face suddenly changed.

"Their breath has disappeared!" Emperor Yan was shocked, and he forgot about it without paying attention.

"They are all dead!" The elders of Chi Demon Temple and the others were all stupid.

"Let's see, what is despair!" Feng Wuchen sneered jokingly, his eyes flashing with murderous aura.

"Shhhhhh!"

Fierce eyes looked at the many powerhouses who burst into the air, Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the fifty puppets who had been hiding in the dark suddenly appeared. .

"The fighting power of the peak of the Nine-layer Chaos Heavenly Venerate!" Feeling the terrifying divine power of the fifty puppets, the dark forces and the powerful people who sat down on the Nine Profound Dao Ancestor were so frightened that they stopped their figures and their faces turned green.

"They are puppets! They are all at the peak of the nine-layer Chaos Heavenly Venerate!" Yan Emperor's soul exclaimed, and his heart skipped a beat.

"There are still fifty puppets!" Witch Yan was dumbfounded.

"No way? The Young Palace Master still has so many terrifying puppets!" Gu Tiandi's old eyes bulged out.

"The young palace master is too scary! There are still so many puppets that have not been shot!" Chaos Ancestral Dragon and Chaos King were all scared to death.

However, this is not over.

"Shhhhhh!"

The War God Guard, headed by the bloodthirsty God of War, and the Venerable Dragon Soul, headed by the above Guan Wufeng, appeared one after another.

"War God's Guard!" The dark forces and Jiuxuan Daozu sat down on the strong man and exclaimed again in horror.

"Shhhhhh!"

Immediately afterward, the two hundred and fifty puppets headed by Long Zun appeared in illusion at the same time, with an unparalleled destructive momentum, which was breathtaking.

There are a total of 300 terrifying puppets at the peak of the Nine-layer Chaos Heavenly Venerate!

The "Three Hundreds" Yan Emperor Soul and Yan Witch were dumbfounded.

"How is this possible?" Elder Yanfeng was also dumbfounded.

Miying and Chi Qianshan were completely frightened, and a strong despair came to their hearts.

The powerhouses of the dark forces and the powerhouses who sat down with Jiu Xuan Daozu were also desperate.