Chapter 3948
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"Is the Young Hall Master really as terrifying as the Prime Guardian said?" Mad Emperor Battle God's heart was in turmoil.
"Young Hall Master, what's your cultivation level now?" Mad Emperor Battle God hurriedly asked, eager to know.
Feng Wuchen smiled awkwardly and said, "Seventh Level Chaotic Heaven Lord."
"Seventh Level Chaotic Heaven Lord?" Mad Emperor Battle God blinked his eyes, dumbfounded.
A Seventh Level Chaotic Heaven Lord could deal with a Prime God?
No matter how terrifying his divine power was, it was impossible, right?
"Feng Wuchen, leave the Prime God to me." The Chaos Xuan Fire Beast's voice suddenly sounded.
"Alright." Feng Wuchen smiled and said, "Let me see your true strength. As the ancestor of the Chaos Realm's Beasts, your Chaos divine power must be terrifying, right?"
"You'll know in a while." The Chaos Xuan Fire Beast laughed confidently.
The Chaos Xuan Fire Beast was the ancestor of the Chaos Realm's Beasts. One could imagine how powerful he was.
"Jing Xuan and the others …" The experts of the mysterious force were shocked and in disbelief when they saw the miserable state of Jing Xuan and the other Chaos Heavenly Venerables.
Everyone's frightened eyes fell on Jing Xuan and the others.
Was this still their Lord Heavenly Venerables?
The eight Chaos Heavenly Venerables were unrecognizable.
What had the eight of them experienced?
The leading Ninth Level Chaotic Heavenly Venerables immediately flashed down. When he saw the faces of the eight, he was shocked again.
It was too f * cking tragic.
"You … are Jing Xuan?" Looking at Jing Xuan, whose limbs had been cut off, the leading Ninth Level Chaotic Heavenly Venerables asked in disbelief. At the same time, he took out healing elixirs for them to consume.
Who else could it be but Jing Xuan?
"It's me …" Jing Xuan answered weakly.
"West Lord Feng, avenge us and kill them all!" A Fifth Level Chaotic Heavenly Venerables gritted his teeth and said angrily, his eyes bloodshot.
Feng Wuchen slowly rose into the sky and glanced at the three Chaos Heavenly Venerables. He sneered and said, "Seems like they're very important to you. So many people came at once. This should be all your strength, right?"
"Feng Wuchen!" West Wind turned his head slightly, his cold gaze sweeping over.
Feng Wuchen's expression did not change. He sneered, "You can't save them. No one can save them. That's what I said."
"Feng Wuchen, if I'm not wrong, the Chaos Mystical Fire Beast and the Immortal War Guards should be here, right? Do you think that with their strength, they can contend against a Sovereign God? "West Wind said coldly. A terrifying aura and cold killing intent erupted.
Feng Wuchen shrugged his shoulders and sneered: "I don't know if I can contend against them, but there's nothing special about a Supreme God."
"Stinking brat! This Seat will definitely make you pay a hundred times the price! "Lord Zhi Zun's furious roar came from the void. Terrifying killing intent enveloped the entire Deicide Shrine.
"Old thing, since you're here, why don't you show yourself? Are you afraid of me? "Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.
Swish!
The moment Feng Wuchen's words fell, a black-robed old man suddenly appeared.
This person was Lord Zhi Zun of the mysterious force. His cultivation had already stepped into the Primal Chaos Supreme God realm.
Feng Wuchen glanced at the black-robed old man in ridicule. Feng Wuchen sneered: "Old thing, we meet again. I knew it was you behind this."
"Feng Wuchen, you won't be able to escape today!" The black-robed old man said gloomily and angrily.
"That's not necessarily true!" Feng Wuchen grinned and sneered. He was not worried or afraid at all.
"Feng Wuchen, take a look at who he is first!" West Wind said coldly. With a wave of his hand, Yan Wushuang appeared beside West Wind out of thin air.
Yan Wushuang's body was sealed by a terrifying force.
"Brother Yan!" Feng Wuchen's face immediately turned cold.
"Yan Wushuang!" Jue Wutian's face changed greatly.
West Wind asked coldly: "Feng Wuchen, do you think I can save them?"
Jue Wutian immediately gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "You're a Primal Chaos Heavenly Lord, yet you're using such despicable means to threaten me. Do you have any shame? What kind of ability is it to capture a Primal Chaos Heavenly Lord weakling? "
"Humph!"
Pfft!
West Wind glanced at Jue Wutian fiercely and snorted coldly. A terrifying aura shook Jue Wutian until he spat out blood.
"You don't have the right to speak here. If you say another word of nonsense, I'll kill you first!" West Wind said coldly. His bone-chilling voice seemed to come from the depths of hell.
West Wind's words were incomparably domineering, causing everyone to feel afraid.
However, West Wind's words also infuriated Feng Wuchen.
"Oh? Is that so? You can try! "Feng Wuchen said extremely coldly. Ancient divine power erupted on the spot.
Sensing this familiar and terrifying divine power, the black-robed old man's face changed greatly. This was a divine power that had almost killed him.
Pfft!
An incomparably domineering aura erupted. The terrifying divine power suppressed West Wind, causing him to spit out blood on the spot.
"Feng Wuchen, if you don't stop, I'll kill him!" The black-robed old man instantly grabbed Yan Wushuang's throat and threatened.
"How is this possible? Is this the mysterious power that injured the Lord Supreme? "West Wind's face changed drastically. He looked at Feng Wuchen in horror.
Under the suppression of the ancient divine power, West Wind felt that the divine power in his body was completely dispersing. He couldn't control it at all.
West Wind dared to injure Jue Wutian in front of Feng Wuchen. This had already infuriated Feng Wuchen.
"What kind of divine power is this? Is this the divine power that the Lord Supreme Guardian mentioned? A Ninth-Level Primal Chaos Heavenly Lord was injured in an instant. "Mad War God's eyes widened instantly. Seeing this terrifying scene, he almost suffocated.
"How is this possible!" Jue Wutian stared at Feng Wuchen with his eyes wide open.
Was Feng Wuchen a monster?
A Ninth-Level Primal Chaos Heavenly Lord could actually injure him with divine power.
"What kind of divine power is this? It can actually injure a Ninth-Level Primal Chaos Heavenly Lord! "Shangguan Qingyun was scared out of his wits. His eyes widened as he looked at Feng Wuchen.
"West Lord Feng!" The experts of the mysterious force were shocked and jumped in fright.
Everyone present was scared out of their wits.
"You're called West Wind, right? You're very arrogant. How dare you touch my people in front of me! "Feng Wuchen's face was fierce as he roared," Kneel! "
Feng Wuchen directly ignored the black-robed old man's threat.
The tyrannical divine power ruthlessly suppressed West Wind. In front of everyone, West Wind vomited blood again and knelt down.
"Apologize to my friend, or I'll kill you first!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"Feng Wuchen, how dare you!" The black-robed old man shouted angrily.
"Why wouldn't I dare? Do you think you can threaten me? " Feng Wuchen said coldly, "Who do you think revived Sky Sword Sect, Murdering God Hall, and Sky Emperor Hall?"
"It's really you!" The black-robed old man's face changed greatly.
"You dare to capture my friend to threaten me. You must be prepared to die." Feng Wuchen said coldly, "I'll say it one last time. Apologize to my friend. I won't say it a third time."
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