Lord Gu Xuanzun and Young Master have both been defeated! "
"Their injuries haven't healed, and their immortal bodies have disappeared!"
"It's over … none of us will survive …"
The Martial Spirit Temple elites, including Nangong Xuan, were in complete despair. They all looked like they had lost their souls.
Everyone had given up on resisting.
The Dragon Gods were too powerful. Resistance was useless, and they couldn't change anything.
Of course, this wasn't because Lord Gu Xuanzun and the others were too weak.
It was because they were powerless in front of a top-tier immortal technique.
How powerful was an immortal technique?
Jing Wushuang, an Eight-Star Sacred Venerate, defeated Elder Wuji, who was a Nine-Star Sacred Venerate, with immortal techniques.
Long Shiyun wasn't as strong as Lord Gu Xuanzun, but he was still a True Immortal.
At the same level, the suppression of immortal techniques was even more obvious.
Without immortal techniques, the Dragon Gods couldn't have defeated the Sky Devil Clan and Martial Spirit Temple.
"Why didn't you attack? Why? Haven't I done enough for you? "Lord Gu Xuanzun roared at the sky.
For the first time, Lord Gu Xuanzun felt despair.
The feeling of being abandoned and treated as a chess piece made Gu Xuanzun feel even worse than death.
"If you're talking about that True Immortal, I can tell you why," Feng Wuchen said calmly.
Lord Gu Xuanzun and the Sky Devil elites all looked at Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen looked at Lord Gu Xuanzun and smiled. "He can't summon the Dragon Gods anymore. He can't suppress the power of the Dragon Gods. Do you think he dares to show himself?"
After a pause, Feng Wuchen continued, "If you're talking about the almighties who divide the different realms, I don't know. I do hope that they'll show themselves so that I can see the glory of the almighties with my own eyes. I heard that the almighties seemed to support you when you were dealing with the Dragon Gods back then. Without their support, I don't think the Sky Demon Race and Martial Spirit Temple would dare to act rashly."
"Feng Wuchen has already sensed it? No matter how strong he is, he shouldn't be able to sense the almighties. "Long Xiaofeng frowned and looked at Feng Wuchen.
"Second Brother, Third Brother, do it." Long Shihun said coldly.
Long Shitian arrived in front of the heavily injured Gu Xuan in a flash and said with a sneer: "Brat, how is it? Do you still think the Immortal Body is very powerful? "
"Long Shitian! You dare! "Gu Xuanzun shouted angrily.
"Senior Gu Xuanzun, you don't have the qualifications to discuss conditions with me now!" Long Shitian said with sneer, ignoring Senior Gu Xuanzun's threat, his palm smashed onto Senior Gu Xuanzun's head.
Boom!
"Pu!"
When the palm landed, there was a loud explosion. Gu Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood. His body instantly turned into a black line and fell down.
"Xuan 'er!" Venerable Gu Xuanzun roared in grief and indignation. He glared at Long Shitian and madly roared: "Long Shitian! You're courting death! I will never forgive you! "
A ruthless palm strike killed Gu Xuan on the spot.
"Young Master has been killed …" Nangong Xuan and the others were terrified.
The experts of the Martial Spirit Temple were out of their wits. They were all scared out of their wits, trembling all over. They didn't even dare to have the slightest desire to live.
Long Shitian sneered: "Senior Gu Xuanzun, you have to have the ability to do so."
"Senior Gu Xuanzun, go on your way." Long Shiyun sneered. With a teleportation, he struck out with his palm.
Boom!
"Pu!"
The tyrannical palm landed on Senior Gu Xuanzun's chest. With a loud explosion, the terrifying power caused Senior Gu Xuanzun to vomit blood. His chest exploded and finally turned into a cloud of blood mist.
Long Shiyun did not show any mercy and killed with a palm strike.
The overlord of the Sacred World had fallen.
The space was deathly silent. The entire Sacred World had quieted down.
The experts of the Martial Spirit Temple and the Heavenly Devil Race had all become vegetative, motionless.
"As expected, it appeared again!" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly and thought to himself: "This is definitely not a coincidence. This feeling is very unusual. There must be an expert secretly attacking."
"Hmm?" Long Shihun frowned slightly, as if he had also sensed something. He thought to himself: "A very strange feeling, it disappeared in an instant. Was it an illusion? No, this fleeting feeling, it's like deja vu. Something must have happened. "
After all, this strange feeling was also felt by Feng Wuchen.
It was definitely not an illusion.
"Great Primogenitor, give the order." Feng Wuchen said.
Long Shihun nodded slightly and then ordered: "Destroy the Heavenly Devil Race! Destroy the Martial Spirit Temple! "
The experts of the Heavenly Devil Race and the Martial Spirit Temple seemed very calm, but they were also in despair.
No one begged for mercy, no one spoke, and no one ran away.
Because they knew that in the face of death, any resistance would be in vain.
"Divine Shadow Guards, listen to my order! Immediately pursue and kill the escaping Heavenly Devil Race members! Leave none alive! "Chief Shadow ordered.
"Yes!" The Divine Shadow Guards respectfully ordered and disappeared in a flash.
"Kill without mercy! Do it! "Chief Shadow immediately shouted.
"Kill!" Long Qianye and the others attacked again, their killing intent overflowing.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The cold-blooded and merciless massacre happened again. The experts of the Heavenly Devil Race, their clansmen, and the experts of the Martial Spirit Temple, no one resisted. They were already numb from despair.
Under the crazy massacre of the experts of the Dragon God Temple, the corpses of the Heavenly Devil Race members covered the entire Heavenly Devil Field, and blood flowed like a river.
The entire Heavenly Devil Field was filled with the thick smell of blood.
The entire field was filled with fear and despair.
Whoosh!
Feng Wuchen flashed in front of Nangong Xuan, his cold eyes looking as if he was staring at a corpse.
"Feng Wuchen …" Nangong Xuan was so scared that his body trembled and he almost fell. His old face was extremely pale.
Feng Wuchen sneered: "Nangong Xuan, I said that I want your life."
As he spoke, Feng Wuchen reached out and grabbed the heavily injured Nangong Xuan from afar, directly pulling him over and grabbing Nangong Xuan's throat.
"Feng Wuchen, what are you doing? Don't … don't kill me. " Nangong Xuan was extremely scared and panicked. Only when facing death did Nangong Xuan realize how terrifying it was.
Nangong Xuan's injuries were so severe that he couldn't resist at all.
"As the Grand Elder of the Martial Spirit Temple and Pill Spirit Tower, I didn't expect you to be so afraid of death," Feng Wuchen mocked, his eyes full of disdain.
"Feng Wuchen, I and everyone in the Martial Spirit Temple are willing to submit to you! Please spare our lives! "Nangong Xuan begged in fear.
"You don't have the right. You should go on your way and follow Lord Gu Xuanzun." Feng Wuchen mercilessly refused, his face expressionless.
"No! Don't kill me! "Nangong Xuan was even more terrified.
Feng Wuchen snorted coldly, and twisted Nangong Xuan's head, and took Nangong Xuan's storage ring.
As the Grand Elder of the Pill Spirit Tower and a Holy Venerate alchemist, Nangong Xuan must have many precious and rare herbs or refining materials.
"Nangong Xuan, I hope your storage ring won't disappoint me." Feng Wuchen was looking forward to it.
"Grand Elder …" Yi Tianshan and the other higher-ups of the Martial Spirit Temple were scared out of their wits.
(End of Chapter)
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