Chapter 702
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Feng Wuchen slowly closed his eyes.
Feng Wuchen only needed to slightly sense the current situation of Dragon Temple, and he knew it clearly.
The auras of many soldiers in Dragon Temple had disappeared.
The auras of Red Emperor, Huan Yang, Xue Feng, Huo Ming, Blade Soul, and other elite soldiers had all disappeared.
Feng Wuchen's heart was bleeding. It was as if a knife was twisting in his heart, and he was burning with anger.
"I came back late." Feng Wuchen was filled with regret. He regretted that he didn't sense Ling Xiaoxiao's call earlier. He regretted that he didn't come back earlier.
If Feng Wuchen could come back two or four hours earlier, maybe none of this would have happened.
If he was a step later, Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing would have died.
"Temple Master! Brother Red Emperor and the others are all dead! "
"Our brothers fought desperately and suffered heavy casualties. The space here is sealed. We can't inform the Zhang family and the Fairy Instrument Pavilion. Miss Xiaoxiao can't summon superiors to help."
"Temple Master, Leng Hun has a demonic weapon. His demonic weapon can break Miss Xiaoxiao's Huashen Enchantment!"
"Temple Master, our brothers died so miserably. We must avenge them!"
“.....”
The soldiers of the Dragon God Temple vented their grief and indignation.
"Brother Feng," Miao Qingqing brought the seriously injured Liu Qingyang down and looked at the silent Feng Wuchen with her beautiful eyes.
From the moment Feng Wuchen appeared and killed a superior of the Third Tier of the Heaven Realm, Feng Wuchen was expressionless and didn't say a word.
"Feng Wuchen, are you regretting? Are you regretting that you didn't come back earlier? "Leng Hun sneered as he stared at Feng Wuchen with a playful gaze.
Feng Wuchen didn't answer. He glanced at Zhuge Liancheng and Mo Ling 'er. The expressionless Feng Wuchen made them feel cold.
No one knew what Feng Wuchen was thinking. His actions were very abnormal, but everyone could feel the monstrous anger in Feng Wuchen.
"Bring the bodies of our brothers back."
Feng Wuchen circulated his Quintessence slightly and waved his hand. The corpses of the fallen soldiers flew up one by one. Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, as if he did not have a soul.
"Temple Master …" The soldiers looked at Feng Wuchen with teary eyes.
Chaos God and the other soldiers all caught the bodies that were slowly falling.
"What's the point? You're all going to die anyway. You can collect their corpses, but no one will collect yours. "Leng Hun sneered.
"Buzz!"
The moment Leng Hun finished speaking, an extremely terrible power began to surge out of Feng Wuchen's body. The dark red light shot up into the sky and condensed into a huge red vortex.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand and held the Dragon God Sword in his hand. The power of Destruction and the power of the second stage of the Supreme Being were activated at the same time. The terrifying aura surged wildly and the void space shook more violently.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen's aura had risen to the Peak of the Third Level of the Heaven Realm.
In the next second, a pair of black wings stretched out from Feng Wuchen's back. His aura surged again and he broke through again.
The Peak of the Fourth Level of the Heaven Realm!
The terrible increase scared the strong warriors of the God King's Temple out of their wits. Everyone's face turned pale.
With such terrible power, no wonder he could instantly kill a warrior of the Third Level of the Heaven Realm.
"Can you still increase it? I don't care about this little bit of power. "Leng Hun sneered without fear.
A monstrous murderous aura gushed out of Feng Wuchen's body endlessly. It was soul-stirring. Anyone who saw it would feel fear.
Feng Wuchen hadn't made a move yet. Just a glance was enough to frighten people, as if they had seen a devil.
Feng Wuchen's eyes turned bloody as if they had been demonized. There was a trace of Bloody Qi permeating out, full of bloodthirst and ruthlessness.
Feng Wuchen had gone mad! He was completely in a berserk state!
His terrible appearance scared Mo Linger and Zhuge Liancheng and made them tremble. They couldn't help but step back.
They had never seen such a terrible Feng Wuchen.
"Ninefold God-killing Universe Formation! Open! "
Feng Wuchen shouted in a low voice.
"Buzz!"
The Temple of the Dragon God buzzed and vibrated. A bloody light flashed and the Temple of the Dragon God was suddenly wrapped in a huge bloody energy.
When the formation was activated this time, its aura was completely different from before. The power of the formation became even more terrible. The light also changed from golden to bloody. It was extremely strange.
The Ninefold God-killing Universe Formation was activated by Feng Wuchen. Its power was more than ten times stronger than before.
Seeing this, Leng Hun shrugged and said disdainfully, "Even the Divine Enchantment can't stop it, let alone your little formation. You'd better show me something else. "
Leng Hun didn't take Feng Wuchen seriously at all. His contempt was extremely obvious.
"Bang!"
Feng Wuchen, who was in a berserk state, suddenly ignited a black fire on the surface of his body. A terrible cold aura turned into a gust of wind and swept out.
"Chi! Chi!
Wherever the terrible cold aura passed, the space was frozen into ice.
The cold aura was extremely overbearing. Almost in the blink of an eye, hundreds of disciples of the Divine Palace of the Divine King were directly turned into ice sculptures. Even warriors in the Heaven Realm couldn't withstand this terrible cold aura.
"What kind of flame is this? It's a cold aura! "Leng Hun's face finally changed. He was shocked and horrified.
"Young Master, be careful. His flame is very strange." Kun Yun frowned and warned with a dignified expression.
In the blink of an eye, the remaining hundreds of disciples of the Divine Palace of the Divine King and dozens of warriors in the Heaven Realm were frozen into ice sculptures.
What kind of terrible cold aura was this?
There were also dozens of warriors in the Heaven Realm. If it weren't for their strong cultivation, they wouldn't have escaped the fate of being ice sculptures.
Even though they managed to escape the calamity, the terrifying cold Qi still made them feel incomparably terrified.
Feng Wuchen suddenly waved his hand. The black flame madly ignited on his body and spread wildly in all directions like a volcanic eruption. Its power was incomparably fierce.
In the blink of an eye, everyone in the Divine Palace of the Divine King was surrounded and their escape route was blocked.
This was Feng Wuchen's monstrous anger!
"You're all going to die!"
Feng Wuchen suddenly opened his mouth. Every word was filled with endless killing intent. It was as if he was a demon from hell, or the incarnation of despair.
"What kind of flame is this?" Zhuge Liancheng was extremely frightened and lost his wits.
Mo Linger was completely stunned. Her eyes were full of fear.
"The black flame is unusual. Young Master, be careful!" Kun Yun was alert. He also activated the power of the Divine Transformation Realm. His intuition told him that the black flame was extremely terrifying.
Leng Hun's face was cold. He narrowed his eyes and said fiercely, "Hum! What are you afraid of? It's just a black flame. Do you think it can defeat us? "
But the moment Leng Hun finished speaking, he was slightly stunned and said in horror, "My power is draining!"
"Oh no! The black flame is swallowing our power! "Kun Yun was shocked.
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