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Chapter 2472

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One by one, the alchemists took out all their assets one after another.

All to request Feng Wuchen to stimulate their potential.

But forget about Feng Wuchen. Five Saint Lord Realm alchemists, the rest could not do anything.

There were too many people. Feng Wuchen could not refine so many soul crystals.

Furthermore, Feng Wuchen only had one now.

Furthermore, Feng Wuchen did not wish for the soul crystals to be leaked out either.

Feng Wuchen's head was swelling now. He could only hope that the Sacred Pill Pavilion could purchase large amounts of void heavenly soul stones.

"Farewell, Big Brother! We'll wait for you at the Temple of Rakshasa! "The five people sent him off respectfully with their eyes as if they were sending off their grandfathers.

Leaving the Alchemy Pavilion, Feng Wuchen completely heaved a sigh of relief.

It was easy to enter the wolf's den, but it was hard to come out.

"En?" Just as he walked out of the Alchemy Pavilion, Feng Wuchen's brows suddenly locked tightly as he thought to himself, "Someone is monitoring me. Is it the Heaven Fiend Race? Or the Martial Soul Temple? "

Ever since Feng Wuchen obtained the Ice Soul Ancestor, even if a powerful enemy was hiding in the dark, Feng Wuchen could sense it too.

"Li Moyang and the other two instantly increased their soul force. Looks like it moved them very much. The Heaven Fiend Race definitely won't let it go and will definitely look for me." Feng Wuchen thought to himself. It seemed like they had already expected it.

Feng Wuchen remained calm and collected. This was the Pill Soul Tower. People monitoring in the dark would definitely not dare to make a move.

But just as Feng Wuchen returned to the palace he was in, a cold killing intent suddenly spread out.

Swish!

A purple energy light pillar shot over with an imposing aura like a hot knife through butter. It was fast as lightning and had a ferocious offensive.

"Five-star Saint Sovereign! It's him! "Feng Wuchen frowned slightly. From the aura, he could already determine who the attacker was.

With a thought, Instant Transmission was executed. Feng Wuchen avoided the attack by a hair's breadth.

Swish!

Right at that instant, the attacker already locked onto Feng Wuchen. A black shadow shot over like an arrow leaving the bow.

"So fast!" Feng Wuchen frowned. In an extremely urgent situation, Feng Wuchen immediately circulated his Origin Energy and placed his hands in front of him to block.

"Two Star Holy King?" The expression of the person who attacked changed drastically, and he immediately retracted his power forcefully.

Boom!

However, the speed of the attack was too fast. It was too late for him to retract his power. With a boom, Feng Wuchen was sent flying. His body slammed heavily into a stone pillar of the palace.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, the attacker had retracted most of his strength, or else Feng Wuchen would have been seriously injured.

The one who had attacked was Xia Yuqing.

Xia Yuqing had been ordered to test Feng Wuchen. He did not dare to kill Feng Wuchen, but what he did not expect was that Feng Wuchen was actually a Two Star Saint King.

Xia Yuqing's test also allowed the people who were secretly monitoring Feng Wuchen to understand Feng Wuchen's strength.

Feng Wuchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "I thought you were so bold to dare to kill someone in the Pill Soul Tower."

"I thought you were very strong and wanted to spar with you. I did not expect you to only be a Two Star Saint King. If I had not retracted more than half of my strength in time, you would have been dead," Xia Yuqing said coldly. His eyes flashed with disdain.

"Even if you did not retract your strength, you could not have killed me," Feng Wuchen said coldly.

What Xia Yuqing did not know was that the moment he attacked, a hand had already appeared behind him. If he had not retracted his strength, that hand would have taken his life.

The Divine Shadow Guards in the dark!

The Divine Shadow Guards had been hiding in the dark to protect Feng Wuchen's safety.

Killing Xia Yuqing in an instant was just a matter of a sentence from Feng Wuchen.

Fortunately, Xia Yuqing had retracted his strength. Otherwise, he would be a corpse now.

"Hmph! I am not interested in a Two Star Saint King. "Xia Yuqing sneered disdainfully and turned to leave.

A mere Two Star Saint King was not worth his time. Xia Yuqing did not care about him at all.

Being injured for no reason, Feng Wuchen was furious. However, he did not ask the Divine Shadow Guards to attack. After all, this was the Pill Soul Tower.

"Those who provoke me will not have a good ending." Feng Wuchen sneered.

Feng Wuchen's injuries were not serious. With the help of the Art of Oblivion, he quickly recovered.

"I am still too weak!" Feng Wuchen said to himself. He decided that after the Alchemist Conference ended, he would quickly increase his cultivation.

The Alchemist exchange lasted for six hours before it ended.

After Feng Wuchen said goodbye to Chu Tianshu, he left the Pill Soul Tower.

It was too boring. Feng Wuchen could not stay any longer.



In the main hall of a palace.

"Second Elder, that brat has left the Pill Soul Tower alone!" A person appeared in a flash and reported respectfully to Zhu Chenxin.

Zhu Chenxin's eyes flashed with killing intent. He said coldly, "Chase after him immediately! Do not let him escape back to the Dragon God Realm! "

"Yes!" That person disappeared in a flash.

"Stinking brat, you have some guts. You actually dared to leave alone. Do you really think that this elder does not dare to touch you? You are too naive! "Zhu Chenxin sneered mockingly.

"If you do not tell me the method, this elder will definitely let you come to this world!" Zhu Chenxin narrowed his eyes. They flashed with endless ruthlessness.

… …

In a palace, Xia Yuqing had already reported to Nangong Xuan.

"Two Star Saint King?" Nangong Xuan frowned and asked doubtfully, "As a member of the Dragon Gods, his cultivation cannot be so weak. Are you sure?"

"This disciple is very sure. Furthermore, he has no reason to hide his strength. If I had not withdrawn my power in time, he would have died." Xia Yuqing said respectfully.

"Great Elder, this person's cultivation is only a two star Saint King. I believe that his realm as an alchemist is not high." An expert guessed.

Xia Yuqing said respectfully, "This disciple thinks so too. If his realm as an alchemist is high, his cultivation cannot be so weak. That is why I did not test his soul power."

Nangong Xuan nodded and said, "Well done."

"Reporting to Great Elder, that brat has already left the Pill Soul Tower. Chu Tianshu and the others have not left yet. The Heavenly Devil Race has also sent people to secretly monitor them. They have already chased after them." At this moment, a respectful voice rang out.

"Very good! Find a chance to capture him. Do not let him know your identities. "Nangong Xuan ordered through sound transmission.

… …

"The people secretly monitoring us have indeed caught up." Feng Wuchen thought to himself. He had already sensed that someone was chasing after them.

"Lord Supreme Elder, the experts of the Heavenly Devil Race are chasing after us. Should we kill them?" A Divine Shadow Guard respectfully asked for instructions.

Feng Wuchen grinned and said, "There is no rush."

"Lord Supreme Elder, there are other people chasing after us. They should be from the Martial Spirit Temple." The Divine Shadow Guard's respectful voice rang out again.

Feng Wuchen sneered and said, "Other than the Heavenly Devil Race and the Martial Spirit Temple, the other forces do not dare to go against the Dragon God Temple."

Swish! Swish! Swish!

As soon as Feng Wuchen finished speaking, three figures suddenly appeared and blocked Feng Wuchen's path.

They were the experts of the Heavenly Devil Race.

"What do you want?" Feng Wuchen asked calmly.

"Our elder wants to see you. Come with us." One of the Heavenly Devil Race said coldly. It was an order.

Feng Wuchen crossed his arms and sneered, "What if I don't agree?"

Jiutian Divine Emperor.

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