Chapter 2846
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"How … how is this possible? My power seems to have been sucked away. "
The intense fear made Bai Muming's soul tremble violently.
Bai Muming clearly felt that his power had disappeared inexplicably, completely absorbed into Feng Wuchen's body, and no power spread out.
Nie Wuqing and the other losers were also looking at Feng Wuchen in horror.
Dozens of losers attacked, but they couldn't even touch Feng Wuchen. They didn't even see his shadow, and they were all defeated by Feng Wuchen.
They didn't even have a chance to attack.
Their power and speed were completely crushed.
"Dozens of defeated cultivators were toyed with by Feng Wuchen." Xuan Ji stared at Feng Wuchen, dumbfounded. He was shocked to the extreme.
"It's too scary. Nie Wuqing and the rest couldn't fight back at all." Yang Tianhan's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
"We all underestimated the power in Feng Wuchen's body. It's not a power that the losers can fight against. Feng Wuchen hasn't even activated his power. He's just fighting with his physical strength!" Shangguan Baichen said in horror, his old face petrified.
Dozens of losers joined forces, but they couldn't defeat Feng Wuchen, who was just relying on his physical strength.
"The losers can't even do anything to Feng Wuchen." Su Qianying was extremely frightened and trembled.
The True Immortals and Supreme True Immortals in the Immortal World Space felt a strong sense of despair.
In the fierce battle, Dragon Soul, Divine Shadow Guards, and the six ancient forces' experts slaughtered crazily. The True Immortals in the Immortal World Space suffered heavy casualties.
Their speed was increased by several times, and with teleportation, they could kill their enemies instantly.
As for the stronger True Immortals, most of them were heavily injured or even killed by Xuan Ji and Yang Tianhan. Add to that the True Immortals of Dragon God Temple and Rakshasa Temple's True Immortals were also able to suppress the True Immortals of the World of Immortals after receiving a comprehensive boost from Liu Wuhen and the Serpent.
This made them extremely frightened, and they didn't even dare to attack.
Now that dozens of defeated cultivators had joined forces and were still no match for Feng Wuchen, how could they not feel despair?
"Old thing, it's time for you to die." Feng Wuchen stared coldly at the terrified Bai Muming, his murderous aura locked onto Bai Muming.
"What?" Bai Muming's old face suddenly changed, and his figure instantly turned into a green light and disappeared.
Bai Muming was scared out of his wits.
"Do you think you can escape?" Feng Wuchen said coldly. With a wave of his hand, an invisible and terrifying force blocked Bai Muming's path.
Bai Muming's figure appeared. He struggled madly, but it was to no avail.
"Feng Wuchen, don't … don't kill me, don't kill me!" Bai Muming was terrified. He could clearly feel the strong aura of death.
"Feng Wuchen, stop!" Nie Wuqing shouted in panic. He shot out at full speed, trying to stop Feng Wuchen.
The corner of his cold eyes glanced at Nie Wuqing, and the Divine Power of Time was activated. Feng Wuchen snapped his fingers, and Nie Wuqing, who was rushing over at lightning speed, was suddenly trapped.
"The flow of time has slowed down by dozens of times. This is the Divine Power of Time!" Nie Wuqing was shocked.
"Don't worry, none of you can escape." Feng Wuchen said coldly. With a thought, the Ancestor of All Flames was activated.
Whoosh!
"Ah!"
Feng Wuchen flicked his finger, and a wisp of white flame flew out. Bai Muming was instantly set ablaze, and he screamed crazily.
In a few blinks of an eye, an Eight-star Supreme True Immortal expert was turned into ashes.
"What a terrifying flame. It swallowed an Eight-star Supreme True Immortal expert in an instant!" Mu Qingfeng said in horror. This was many times more terrifying than he had imagined.
"An Eight-star Supreme True Immortal died just like that …" Xuan Ji's old eyes widened. He was dumbstruck, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.
"What kind of flame is this? Even an Eight-star Supreme True Immortal can't resist it? "Yang Tianhan was scared out of his wits. He had never seen such a terrifying and domineering flame.
"Bai Muming!" Nie Wuqing shouted in grief and indignation.
"What is this white flame? Why does it have such terrifying power? Bai Muming is an Eight-star Supreme True Immortal. "
"Even the Holy Flame isn't this terrifying, right? Even the Ancient Immortal Flame of the Ancient Immortal World doesn't have such a terrifying aura! "
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! There can't be such a terrifying flame in this world! "
The defeated cultivators were in a panic. The anger in their hearts was replaced by fear. Their old faces were pale, and their bodies were trembling.
If an Eight-star Supreme True Immortal expert couldn't resist the Ancestor of All Flames, there was no need to talk about them.
Only now did they realize how stupid it was to provoke Feng Wuchen.
"Sir … Sir has been killed …" Su Qianying was in complete despair. She was scared out of her wits.
Many of the Supreme True Immortals and True Immortals were in a panic.
"Big Brother Feng! Good job! "Liu Qingyang's roar was heard.
"Brother Feng, kill them all. Don't leave a single one alive!" Long Xiaoyang shouted.
The cultivators of the Dragon God Temple and the Temple of Rakshasa shouted excitedly. Their voices shook the sky, and their auras surged.
The cultivators of the Immortal World were so frightened that they lost their will to fight. Their will had completely collapsed.
"It's time for the game to end." Feng Wuchen sneered. Then, he waved his hand, and the first eight defeated cultivators who were severely injured flew up from the palace below.
"Feng Wuchen, what are you doing? Stop it! "
"Feng Wuchen! Don't kill me! Stop it! I don't want to die! "
"Lord Wuqing! Xiao Xuan! Stop Feng Wuchen! Hurry! "
The eight injured cultivators were in extreme fear and despair in the face of death. They were so regretful that their intestines turned green.
Nie Wuqing was trapped by the divine power of time. He couldn't even protect himself. He couldn't stop Feng Wuchen at all.
Xiao Xuan and the others were scared out of their wits. Besides, they didn't have the ability to do so.
"What? You're scared now? Where's your prestige from before? Aren't you all unafraid of death? "Feng Wuchen said coldly, looking cold-blooded and heartless.
"Ye Chenxin, do you see that? Their deaths are all because of you! "Feng Wuchen looked coldly at the white volcano in the distance.
"…" Ye Chenxin was speechless.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Feng Wuchen waved his hand. Eight white flames flew out without any mercy.
"No! Feng Wuchen! Stop it! "The eight defeated cultivators screamed at the top of their lungs.
"Ahhh!"
The ruthless and terrifying ancestor of all fires devoured the eight defeated cultivators and instantly ignited the white flames. They couldn't resist at all. In the end, they screamed and turned into ashes.
Seeing the eight defeated cultivators turn into ashes, Nie Wuqing and the others were all in a vegetative state. They were completely silent and their faces were full of fear.
Xuan Ji and Yang Tianhan were also dumbfounded.
Feng Wuchen killed the defeated cultivators as easily as crushing an ant.
"It's your turn." Feng Wuchen said coldly. Then, he waved his hand. The injured cultivators were controlled by an invisible and terrifying force and flew into the void.
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