Chapter 2741
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The supreme of the Dragon Gods! "
The people in the city were stunned. They stared at Feng Wuchen with disbelief.
'Is he really the supreme of the Dragon Gods, Feng Wuchen?'
'Why would Feng Wuchen come to the Western Region?'
At this moment, they were very afraid that it was an illusion.
"It's really the supreme of the Dragon Gods, Feng Wuchen! This isn't an illusion! It's not an illusion! "
"We're saved! We're saved! The supreme of the Dragon Gods is here to save us! "
"Lord Supreme, please save us!"
The deathly silent city exploded in an instant. Everyone screamed crazily and knelt down.
From their violent reactions, it was clear how painful their lives had been. It was also clear that they had a strong desire to live.
They were already in complete despair. At this moment, they were undoubtedly the most excited because they saw hope. They saw a chance to live.
It was the feeling of returning to heaven from hell.
"Feng Wuchen …" The three True Immortal experts were even more terrified. It was as if they had seen a ghost.
The name Feng Wuchen seemed to have become a divine power that made people tremble in fear.
"Clan Leader, Feng … Feng Wuchen has come to the Western Region." One of the True Immortals immediately sent a voice transmission back. He was so terrified that he could not move and was trembling violently.
"What? Feng Wuchen? "The Golden Crow Chief, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes.
"I've already set up a barrier. The other realms can't know. Why did Feng Wuchen suddenly come to the Western Region?" The Golden Crow Chief's face turned ferocious. His eyes flickered with ruthless killing intent.
The Golden Crow Chief suppressed his anger and sent a voice transmission. "Come back immediately!"
"Clan Leader, Feng Wuchen has already seen us devouring the essence blood and life source. I'm afraid he won't let us go." The True Immortal sent a voice transmission in fear. His heart was about to jump out.
Even the Golden Crow Chief did not dare to say that he could defeat Feng Wuchen. It was even more impossible for the three of them.
Was it possible to escape under Feng Wuchen's nose?
It was impossible!
"Idiot! Do you still need Feng Wuchen's permission to come back? "The Golden Crow Kui scolded angrily.
"Mie 'er, pass down the order. Tell the clansmen to come back immediately. Feng Wuchen has come to the Western Regions. Father is now at the crux of my breakthrough. If Feng Wuchen comes, stop him with all your might!" Kui Jin immediately transmitted a message to his son.
Kui Golden Crow was currently at the critical juncture of breaking through to become a Nine-star True Immortal. He could not come out, nor could he give up.
"What? Feng Wuchen came to the Western Regions? "Golden Crow Mie's expression changed drastically. Of all the people who came, it had to be Feng Wuchen.
"What is Feng Wuchen doing in the Western Regions?" Golden Crow Mie was flustered. He didn't have time to think and immediately ordered, "All clansmen, come back immediately! This is an order! "
The Golden Crow clansmen who received the order immediately retreated.
However, there were three clansmen who did not dare to move.
Feng Wuchen slowly descended into the air above the city. He stared coldly at the three True Immortals and said, "I didn't expect the Golden Crow Clan to be so deranged and inhumane. In order to raise their cultivation bases, they actually devoured other people's blood essence and life origin, killing countless cultivators in the Western Regions."
His bone-chilling voice seemed to have sentenced the three True Immortals to death.
"Aren't the lives of the Western Regions' spatial cultivators their lives?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly. His cold killing intent spread out.
"Gulp …"
The three of them swallowed their saliva in extreme shock and fear. Fear and despair that they had never felt before welled up in their hearts.
"The clan leader wants us to go back. Run!" one of them said fearfully.
"Quick, run!" Someone suddenly shouted.
The three of them were in extreme panic. If they did not run, they would definitely die. If they ran, there was still a chance of survival.
The three True Immortal experts wanted to use their movement techniques to escape before Feng Wuchen made his move.
However, the moment they used their movement techniques, they were shocked to find that their bodies had become very slow. They were controlled by a very terrifying force.
"Why did our bodies become so slow? What's going on? "
"We can't use our movement techniques. We're trapped. It must be Feng Wuchen!"
"It's over! We can't run away! The clan leader and the elders are in seclusion. Young Master is not a match for Feng Wuchen. We're dead meat. "
When they found that they could not use their movement techniques to escape, and that their movements had become very slow, like a turtle, the fear of the three of them instantly soared to the highest point.
The feeling of despair and death enveloping their bodies.
This feeling was too real.
Feng Wuchen looked at the three of them expressionlessly, as if he was looking at corpses.
"Lord Supreme Being! Kill them! The Golden Crow Clan is deranged. They devoured our blood essence and life origin crazily. They didn't even let children go! "
"My poor daughter is only sixteen years old. She just had her coming of age ceremony, and her lifespan was mercilessly devoured by them. Lord Supreme Being, save my daughter!"
"Lord Supreme Being, the Golden Crow Clan deserves to die. Kill them! Destroy the Golden Crow Clan! "
The cultivators in the city roared in grief and indignation, venting all the resentment and hatred in their hearts.
They all knew that Feng Wuchen had a very terrifying power. In addition, the three True Immortals were unable to move. They were even more convinced that Feng Wuchen had the terrifying strength to kill the three of them.
"Feng Wuchen, you … what do you want to do?" A True Immortal asked in fear, his voice trembling.
He asked the obvious.
"Feng Wuchen, if you kill us, our clan leader will definitely not let you go. Our Golden Crow Clan has the support of the almighty in the Celestial World." Another True Immortal threatened. He even mentioned the almighty.
"Are you done?" Feng Wuchen said coldly. He was not threatened at all.
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuchen had already appeared in front of a True Immortal expert silently. It was very sudden, and no one could detect it.
Swish!
Swish!
Feng Wuchen pointed his finger across the air, and an immeasurably terrifying golden beam of light instantly pierced through the True Immortal expert's forehead.
He died on the spot.
Killing a True Immortal with a finger.
The terrifying strength was filled with endless deterrence.
Seeing this scene, the other two True Immortals were completely dumbfounded.
Feng Wuchen pointed his index finger at another True Immortal expert.
"Feng … Feng Wuchen, don't kill me, don't kill me. This is the order of the clan leader. It has nothing to do with us." A True Immortal begged in fear.
Swish!
Swish!
A beam of golden light shot out from Feng Wuchen's index finger and disappeared in a flash, piercing through the True Immortal expert's forehead. His head exploded as if he had been hit by a sniper. The terrifying power had already destroyed his soul.
Swish!
Swish!
Before the last True Immortal expert could say anything, Feng Wuchen had already ruthlessly attacked. The terrifying golden beam of light pierced through his heart. His frightened eyes were filled with unwillingness.
Unfortunately, it was all too late.
Three True Immortals of the Golden Crow Clan were dead.
If Lord Shura was here, he would definitely be shocked by Feng Wuchen's terrifying strength.
"Clan leader of the Golden Crow Clan, in order to become a Nine-star True Immortal, you killed so many innocent people. I, Feng Wuchen, will take your life." Feng Wuchen's cold and murderous voice resounded in the Golden Crow Sacred Hall.
(End of Chapter)
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