"It wasn't easy for me to lure you down. Now it's too late to run."
Feng Wuchen sneered dangerously. Murderous intent surged in his dark eyes.
Feng Wuchen lured the Heavenly Emperor powerhouses of the Celestial Worthy Temple down. Firstly, it could reduce the pressure on the Dragon God powerhouses. Secondly, it could also eliminate the Heavenly Emperor powerhouses of the Celestial Worthy Temple.
Of course, this was only one of Feng Wuchen's plans.
Time energy erupted, crazily spreading in every direction.
In a blink of an eye, places that the power of time passed through, the Heavenly Emperor powerhouses that were fleeing for their lives in panic were all strangely bound, their movements becoming several dozen times slower.
Feng Wuchen controlled time energy to a certain extent. To Feng Wuchen, this was a piece of cake.
"They're not moving … No, they're moving very slowly."
"I've long since heard that Feng Wuchen has a mysterious ability to control people. But what kind of power is this?"
"I really don't dare believe it!"
Seeing over a thousand Heavenly Emperor powerhouses instantly slow down several dozen times, the numerous powerhouses present were all extremely shocked, all in a dumbfounded state.
"Good job, Feng Ying!" Tian Ming excitedly shouted.
"Sir Feng, hurry up and attack. Don't give me any face. Kill them all!" shouted the Ice Flame Emperor.
"Young master, let them experience the power of the Hell Gate!" shouted Long Ji excitedly.
"The Gates of Hell, the Gates of Hell!" The cultivators of the Dragon Gods roared excitedly, instantly igniting the atmosphere. The sound of waves spread out one after another.
That feeling was simply invigorating.
"Immortal Heavenly Emperor, quickly break Feng Ying's power!" shouted the Grand Venerate.
The Grand Venerate was being held back by Long Qinghun. He was unable to free himself for a while.
Over a thousand Heavenly Emperors being slaughtered was definitely not a small loss for the Heavenly Exalted Temple.
The Immortal Heavenly Emperor knew how terrifying the Hell Gate was. He immediately circulated his divine energy, wanting to break the time energy's binding.
SWISH!
But just as the Immortal Heavenly Emperor was about to attack, a figure suddenly flashed over.
The Immortal Heavenly Emperor turned pale with fright. He retreated several steps in fright. The divine energy he had condensed also scattered.
"Heartless!" The Immortal Heavenly Emperor swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face green.
"Immortal Heavenly Emperor, don't be scared out of your wits." Heartless chuckled. Just looking at him made the Immortal Heavenly Emperor's hair stand on end.
Heartless' appearance had bought Feng Wuchen time.
"Stop Feng Ying!" roared the Grand Venerate...
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An evil smile appeared on Feng Wuchen's face as he yelled.
The Hell's Gate, which was hundreds of feet long, was formed. The skeletal gate opened, and a blood-red light shot out from the gate. It was filled with a terrifying aura of death.
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While the Grand Venerate was distracted, Long Qinghun seized the best opportunity to send a palm smashing into the Grand Venerate's chest. The terrifying power sent the Grand Venerate flying several thousand meters.
"Aiyo, did I see wrong? The Grand Venerate was distracted in a fight between experts. It seems he really is looking down on me. That palm of mine didn't taste bad, right?" Long Qinghun snickered.
The Grand Venerate's expression was incomparably gloomy, but he wasn't injured.
The Grand Venerate wanted to use this chance to stop Feng Wuchen, but Long Qinghun had long since expected that. He immediately went to stop him.
"Grand Venerate, I won't let you ruin the young master's plans. I'm still waiting for you to continue looking down on me. Then I'll give you a few thousand more palms to make you feel good," sneered Long Qinghun.
Long Qinghun actually dared to say a few thousand palms. Even if the Grand Venerate didn't die, he would be crippled.
"Bastard!" cursed the Grand Venerate through clenched teeth.
Long Qinghun blocked Long Qinghun's Hell Gate, and a tempest of suction force erupted, crazily devouring the Heavenly Emperors bound by time energy.
Feng Wuchen's Hell Gate was no different from a real Hell Gate.
"It's over, I'm dead for sure this time!"
"Someone, someone, save me! I'll definitely introduce all my cousins to him!"
"If you're devoured, you'll definitely die. Death awaits you inside the Hell Gate!"
The Heavenly Emperors were terrified, but no one could save them. Despair was something they never wanted to encounter in their entire lives.
In order to seize the time to kill, yes, seize the time to kill.
Feng Wuchen formed a seal with one hand, and a moment later, a mass of bloody hands shot out of the Hell Gate. He used the crazy hand speed of snatching red packets to pull the Heavenly Emperors into the Hell Gate.
The densely packed bloody hands made one's scalp go numb and extremely fearful.
Whether they were sucked in or grabbed by the bloody hands, they instantly turned to ash. They were unable to resist.
Gulp.
Anyone who saw this scene was scared out of their wits.
Such a terrifying magic art was something no one in the Heavenly Realm had ever heard of.
In less than two minutes, over a thousand Heavenly Emperors under the control of time energy were massacred by the Hell Gate.
"If this brat breaks through to the Grand Heavenly Emperor realm, the Hell Gate will become our Grand Heavenly Emperor's nightmare," said Kuang Ying.
"This little bastard is simply a homicidal maniac!"
"Over a thousand people were all killed by him!"
"Am I dreaming? Those Heavenly Emperors are all dead?!"
Whether it was the Dragon Gods' experts or the Celestial Temple's experts, they all had expressions of disbelief.
"Lord Feng, beautifully done!" roared Tian She excitedly.
"Windshadow's strength is truly terrifying!" Zhufeng was dumbfounded.
"Too strong, too strong! My heart can't take it!" Tian Ming was trembling.
"Young master, young master!" The Dragon Gods' experts kept shouting.
The atmosphere exploded again. Feng Wuchen became the center of attention. Waves of cheers swept across the area.
Gently flapping his wings, Feng Wuchen slowly floated into the air with the Dragon God Sword in his hand. He looked majestic and domineering.
Seeing over a thousand Heavenly Emperors being killed, the Great Sovereign couldn't take it anymore. He immediately exploded with rage. He wanted to vent his anger on Long Qinghun.
"Kill them all!" Tenshou roared. His heart was filled with murderous intent.
Over a thousand Heavenly Emperors had been killed. Adding on the Grand Heavenly Emperors killed by the Dragon Gods, the Celestial Temple had already lost fifteen hundred experts.
It would be strange if Tenshou wasn't angry.
Of course, the Dragon Gods had also lost several hundred experts, and their numbers were rapidly increasing. They probably wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
"Tenshou, didn't you want to know what a Divine rank expert like me is capable of? I'll show you now," sneered Feng Wuchen.
"Long Ji!" called Feng Wuchen.
"Understood!" shouted Long Ji. The several hundred Grand Heavenly Emperors and Heavenly Emperors of the Dragon Gods disappeared at the same time.
They had teleported.
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