Energy ripples filled the void space, covering thousands of feet.
"Whoosh!"
The sound gradually subsided, but there was a tearing sound in the energy ripples.
"Crack!"
The blood dragon protecting Feng Wuchen was covered in cracks. In the end, it couldn't hold on any longer and shattered.
Feng Wuchen was seriously injured. He was gasping for breath. His face was pale and his lips and teeth were bleeding. His clothes were torn by the Sword Breath. Shocking wounds could be seen through the tears.
"Even the Divine Dragon Protection can't withstand the power of the Fifth Level of the Heaven Realm!" Feng Wuchen thought with a serious expression.
Now that he was seriously injured and Tianhe was so powerful, it would not be easy for Feng Wuchen to escape.
Tianhe's purpose was to catch Feng Wuchen and bring him back. He could also make a great contribution. How could he let Feng Wuchen escape so easily?
"What kind of monster was that? It could withstand the power of the Sword Breath. "Tianhe was secretly surprised.
The Divine Dragon Protection was Feng Wuchen's most powerful defense.
Without the Divine Dragon Protection, Feng Wuchen would have been seriously injured and passed out on the spot.
"Now you can't run away, can you? No matter how powerful your body movement is, you can't escape from me! "Tianhe sneered with a complacent face.
"It's not easy to withstand my power. Unfortunately, you're still too weak!" Tianhe said coldly, staring at Feng Wuchen with a playful look.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tian He stepped into the void and shot out.
"Tianhe, aren't you underestimating me?" Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly at the edge of the cage.
"You're underestimating me! Do you really think you can escape when I'm injured? "Tianhe shouted coldly.
With an evil smile, Feng Wuchen said, "You're right!"
"Bang!"
Feng Wuchen put his palms together. With a bang, a vast momentum surged. The Power of Destruction was fully activated and the blood light shot out.
Feng Wuchen forced himself to activate the Power of Destruction and his injury worsened rapidly.
Feng Wuchen couldn't care less.
"What can you do with your heavily injured body? You want to escape from my hands? Dream on! "Tian He's face was full of disdain. His figure arrived in a flash, and his palm fiercely attacked again.
Feng Wuchen's injuries were extremely serious. Tian He could knock out Feng Wuchen with a casual palm strike.
However, how could Feng Wuchen give up so easily?
The Heavenly River's speed was astonishing. The situation was critical.
"Immortal Art! Ten Thousand Li Formless! "Feng Wuchen suddenly shouted coldly.
"Celestial Art?" Tian He was shocked, but time did not allow him to think too much.
"Stay here!" Tian He shouted coldly. He ruthlessly slammed his palm toward Feng Wuchen's chest.
Boom!
"Buzz!"
Feng Wuchen was instantly turned into ashes. The violent energy shattered the void, and a large crack spread out.
"Humph! Do you think you can run away? "Tian He frowned and said coldly. His expression was extremely ugly.
At the critical moment, Feng Wuchen used the Celestial Art to escape, and surprisingly avoided Tian He's attack.
What was shattered was only the afterimage left behind by Feng Wuchen.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen's figure had already disappeared without a trace.
"Feng Wuchen must have returned to the Dragon God Temple! We must catch him before he returns! "Tian He said coldly. As he spoke, Tian He had already chased with all his might.
Once Feng Wuchen returned to the Dragon God Temple, Tian He would lose his best opportunity. It would be difficult to catch Feng Wuchen next time.
"Whoosh!"
A few seconds later, Feng Wuchen's figure suddenly appeared.
"Puff!"
Forcefully urging his power to use the Celestial Art caused Feng Wuchen's injuries to worsen again. Finally, he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His body swayed violently, and he could fall down at any time.
"This bastard is catching up!" Feng Wuchen frowned and thought. He had just escaped and noticed that Tian He was chasing after him at a terrifying speed. He was secretly anxious.
Feng Wuchen hurriedly took out a few medicinal pills and swallowed them. Flapping his black wings, Feng Wuchen continued to fly.
His injuries and true essence were recovering rapidly. Feng Wuchen only hoped that he could reach the Dragon God Temple before Tian He caught up.
"Humph! This stinking brat really wants to return to the Dragon God Temple! Unfortunately, there's no chance! " Tian He, who was chasing with all his might, had already sensed Feng Wuchen's weak aura, and the corners of his mouth curled into a fierce sneer.
"Boom!"
Tian He suddenly accelerated, and with a strong roar, his figure flashed away, his speed was extremely terrifying.
"Feng Wuchen! You can't escape! You forcefully used the Celestial Art, you can't hold on anymore, right? It's just a last-ditch struggle! "Tian He's roar came from behind Feng Wuchen.
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen looked back and did not say anything.
"Want to go back to the Dragon God Temple to open the array? You think too much! "Tian He sneered disdainfully, and then with a few flashes, he intercepted Feng Wuchen.
The Dragon God Temple was not far away, but he was still intercepted by Tian He.
"Come back with me obediently, and I promise to leave your corpse intact." Tian He said coldly and arrogantly, looking down at Feng Wuchen.
"Want to catch me?" Feng Wuchen's mouth curled into a mysterious sneer, and said, "You can't catch me."
"Oh? Is that so? "Tian He's face darkened, and he did not give Feng Wuchen any chance at all, and immediately attacked to capture him.
Tian He attacked like lightning. At a distance of dozens of meters, Tian He had absolute confidence in capturing Feng Wuchen.
But the moment Tian He attacked, Feng Wuchen quickly formed a seal with his hands and finally put his palms together.
When Tian He's claw was half an inch away from Feng Wuchen, it suddenly stopped and could not move forward any further.
Tian He was shocked and found that his body suddenly could not move.
"What … what's going on?" Tian He's face was full of astonishment.
"Humph! I told you, you can't catch me! "Feng Wuchen sneered. With a flap of his wings, he flew toward the Dragon God Temple at top speed.
Feng Wuchen did not dare to stay any longer. Tian He's cultivation was powerful and could catch up at any time.
"This is confinement!" After checking, Tian He's face was full of horror. "How can Feng Wuchen use a confinement that can only be used in the Divine Transformation Realm?"
Seeing Feng Wuchen flying toward the Dragon God Temple, Tian He did not think much and urged all his strength, intending to forcibly break the confinement!
"Buzz buzz!"
Terrifying energy surged out, green light flashed, and the void shook violently and collapsed.
"Break!"
Tianhe shouted loudly. He used all his strength to break through the shackles of his body with his ferocious strength.
"There's still a chance!" His fierce gaze swept toward Feng Wuchen, and Tian He chased after him at top speed.
"Teleport!"
Feng Wuchen shouted in his heart. His injuries and True Essence recovered a little. Feng Wuchen once again forcibly urged his True Essence to use his movement technique.
"Not good! It's too late! "Tian He gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"High-grade Profound-tier martial arts technique! Divine Wind Finger! "
Feng Wuchen forcibly used teleportation and pulled the distance apart. Seeing that he could no longer stop Feng Wuchen, Tian He immediately shouted and used his martial arts technique.
"Nine Layers of Universe Killing God Formation! Open! "
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