Chapter 742

"The breath of cold soul has been raised!"

"Surpass the nine peaks of heaven's extreme state!"

"What a terrible breath!"

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With the power of the cold soul to stir up the space, the more terrible power burst out, which immediately made everyone jump.

"It's not good! The power of the cold soul originally oppresses elder brother Feng. Now the strength has been improved so much, brother Feng is afraid that he can not hold on to it. " Liu Qingyang worried.

"The power of cold soul's space is not small. The temple master is in danger!" Ye Tianwei is also worried.

"We can't do anything about the power of the extreme state of heaven. Concentrate on killing the enemy!" The Red Emperor yelled.

"The Red Emperor is right. We can't help the teacher! Deal with the enemy in front of you first Zhang Junlan flashed over and focused on the road.

"Elder brother Liu, there are many experts in the heaven pole realm of the enemy. You go to support the Red Emperor, and Yan Ran and I will deal with it here!" Miao Qingqing coagulates the important road.

"Good! Zhan Tian, protect them Liu Qingyang drinks a way greatly, saw a breeze to have no dust, then flash out with Zhang Junlan.

"Qingqing girl's cultivation has surpassed me, and she still has the power of fairies. Do you want me to protect her? She's just about protecting me. " Dong zhantian murmured in a low voice, but it was the first time he came.

"Whew, whew!"

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

The soldiers of the Dragon Temple kill the enemy crazily. Every time they dodge, they almost kill the enemy 100%. They are all splashed with the blood of the enemy. They are crazy to move in an instant. Although they occupy an advantage, they consume a lot of Zhenyuan.

But fortunately, the Dragon Temple has powerful pills, so there is no need to worry about the consumption of Zhenyuan.

"Peng!"

High up in the sky, the idea moves, the wind is dust-free, the palm of the hand, suddenly lit up a black flame.

"Black fire!" Seeing the black flame, Lenghun's face changed greatly, and his heart was shocked and frightened.

The terror of the black fire scares the cold soul.

"Tai Gu Wu Huo!" Fall impermanence also can't help but be scared a big jump, the back appeared cold sweat.

"Is this the master's terrible flame?" Chiyuan was shocked.

"Black flame!" Zhang Wufeng was shocked.

As for Wu Huo, not many people knew about it.

But anyone who knows about black fire is full of fear.

"What's the matter? Why does the flame temperature of black fire become so weak? " In addition to panic, Leng Hun felt strange.

The power of temperature has been transformed into the power of fire.

Although the energy of temperature has disappeared, the chilling terror is still there, and the phagocytic power of terror is still there.

The icy smell spreads, and the space freezes into ice.

The cold is extremely domineering.

Cold soul's face, out of the sweat, the emergence of black fire, even if his power soared a lot, but also dare not rashly hand.

In the mind of cold soul, the Horror Picture of being trapped by black fire in the Dragon Temple appears.

The more recollection, the more afraid cold soul, the heart of the black fire produced a shadow.

"What? If you have the power of half stepping into the divine realm, don't you dare to do it? " Playful eyes stare at cold soul, the wind has no dust to laugh at way.

"Son of a bitch!" Lenghun's face was gloomy and incomparable. He clenched his fist and opened his teeth to spit out three words.

The disappearance of the terrible temperature energy makes the cold soul feel like a trap. Once he hands it, the terrible flame temperature will spread out in an instant.

Therefore, in the absence of certainty, cold soul dare not rashly hand.

"Since you don't dare to do it, I'm not polite!" Feng Wuchen's eyes flashed fiercely, and immediately he said, "Dragon God shadow!"

"Whew, whew!"

The sound of cheering fell, the wind dust-free figure flickered one after another, the speed was extremely terrible, and thousands of clearly visible shadows were gathered in the void.

"Be careful, young master!" Luo Wuchang roared in panic.

"Little hall master!" Most of the twin brothers looked at Leng Hun with worried eyes.

Fengwuchen took the initiative to launch the offensive, Leng Hun was scared back a few steps.

This shows how strong Leng Hun's fear of black fire is.

Can cold soul also just stepped back a few steps, then hard scalp let oneself stop.

As the young master of the temple of the God King, the first day of the mainland, his dignity and pride can not allow him to step back!

The cold soul is furious.

"Whew, whew!"

The wind and dust flicker one after another, condensing a large area of memories in all directions of the cold soul, just like thousands of troops, the picture is extremely spectacular.

"Are you afraid? I'm afraid I can't do it. " The wind is dust-free, and the cold, ethereal laughter seems to be everywhere.

Leng Hun was extremely angry, his face was ferocious, he was gnashing his teeth, and his heart was struggling.

While speaking, the palm of fengwuchen with black flame still blows fiercely to Leng Hun."Immortal! Destroy the Dragon God palm

One hand blows out, and the wind blows with a loud drink. The momentum becomes extremely terrifying in an instant. The power of the palm print is filled with it. In an instant, it increases dozens of times!

"Whew!"

"Buzz!"

With one palm, thousands of huge bloody palmprints burst out with the potential of destroying the withered and decaying. The dark void was covered with blood light, and the space vibrated violently.

Wind dust-free palm, with a towering power, terrifying momentum breathtaking.

"Immortal decision?" Listening to the sound of wind and dust, the people who are fighting for life and death are shocked.

"This momentum... This is Zhongpin xianjue!" The color of shock and horror appeared on his face.

"Master, how could he keep such a terrible fairy decision!" Chiyuan and others were also scared, and their eyes looked at fengwuchen again.

"In addition to the sword rhyme, it's the first time to see the master of the hall display the immortal's resolution!"

"The wind has no dust, but it has immortal decision!"

"What a terrible momentum. Is this xianjue?"

The Dragon God alliance and all the powerful forces in the overlord were shocked.

"Immortal decision?" At the same time, the cold soul's gloomy face changed slightly, and time did not allow him to think much.

Since dignity and pride can't allow him to back down, cold soul can only fight for it!

The cold soul's hands were imprinted and urged the force of space with all his strength. The terrible energy was condensed, and he said angrily: "come on! It's too big to die together! "

"High level martial arts! Soul destroying palm! "

Cold soul fiercely a burst drink, looks crazy, desperately a palm to blow out.

Even though Lenghun has no immortal resolution, he uses half a foot to enter the divine realm to display his martial arts skills. The terror of the palm print is not under the wind dust-free palm print.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

In a flash, the two palms collided and exploded. The earth shaking explosion swept the sky and the earth destroying energy. In the eyes of the people, Feng Wuchen spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body directly shot out.

"Master of the temple!"

"Brother Feng!"

Seeing the blood from fengwuchen's mouth, all the people in the Dragon God hall were shocked. They couldn't help shouting and were extremely frightened.

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