Chapter 933
Words:2012Update:22/08/08 00:31:50
Hell's Gate devoured madly. More and more people were mercilessly devoured and turned into ashes.
Hell's Gate's devouring speed was terrifying. A large number of cultivators were devoured one after another. In just a few seconds, tens of thousands of people were devoured.
Even Deity Transformation Realm experts could not escape the fate of being devoured!
"Hall Master! Save me! I don't want to die! "
"What kind of martial skill is this?"
"Save me! Save me, Hall Master! "
The King of Gods' Temple's army was so terrified that they wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves. They wanted to escape, but they were powerless. At this moment, they were all filled with regret.
The cultivators who were not devoured were secretly glad that they did not charge forward so quickly. Otherwise, they would have been turned into ashes long ago.
Everyone in the Dragon God Alliance looked at this scene in extreme horror. They were all scared silly and trembled in fear.
Leng Yunkong and the King of Gods' Temple's upper echelons were terrified. Their faces were pale and dazed. They had never seen such a terrifying martial skill.
How terrifying was it to devour tens of thousands of people in a few seconds?
Hell's Gate's existence was the representation of despair!
"This can't be real, right …"
"When did the Hall Master cultivate such a terrifying martial skill? In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of people were devoured and turned into ashes. "
"I'm not dreaming, am I? This is too terrifying! No wonder the Hall Master didn't let us interfere. "
The soldiers who sealed off the King of Gods' Temple's surroundings were filled with fear and disbelief.
The scene was too terrifying. It was so terrifying that it was unimaginable. They would rather believe that it was a dream than believe that it was real.
Tens of thousands of people were killed in a blink of an eye. Who would dare to believe it?
The terrifying Hell's Gate's appearance stopped the great battle for a moment.
If Leng Hun was still alive, he would definitely be scared half to death by Feng Wuchen's Hell's Gate!
"Hmph! I told you, you might not be able to kill me with numbers! " Feng Wuchen sneered mockingly. Hell's Gate devoured tens of thousands of people in an instant. Feng Wuchen felt a sense of accomplishment.
At this moment, none of the remaining tens of thousands of soldiers from the King of Gods' Temple dared to approach Feng Wuchen. Their faces were pale and terrified.
In their eyes, Feng Wuchen was a demon who killed without batting an eyelid. Whoever went to him would die.
"Do you think you'll be fine if you don't charge at me?" Feng Wuchen sneered in a mocking manner. As he spoke, his hands were already rapidly forming seals.
In the Gates of Hell, the terrifying death aura suddenly boiled, and then condensed into tens of thousands of bloody hands that shot out.
"Swish! Swish!"
The densely packed bloody hands shot out at a terrifying speed, bringing along a strong sonic boom. They did not give them any chance to react at all as they frantically grabbed the practitioners and pulled them back to Hell's Gate.
"Run!"
"No! Feng Wuchen, stop! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! "
"Ah! Palace Master, save me! "
For a moment, terrified screams spread out again. In a few blinks of an eye, tens of thousands of practitioners were grabbed by the terrifying bloody hands and thrown into the Hell's Gate.
In front of the Gates of Hell, they had no chance of survival. They didn't even have the chance to escape.
Their fates were in Feng Wuchen's hands, and Feng Wuchen was undoubtedly the King of Hell who controlled life and death at this moment!
This terrifying scene deeply shocked all the experts present. None of the experts from the Divine King's Temple came to save them.
Such a terrifying martial technique and the terrifying Hell's Gate scared them out of their wits. Their faces were so pale that they looked like dead people.
"Gulp …"
No one present could say anything. They all swallowed their saliva in horror.
Feng Wuchen had destroyed seventy to eighty thousand soldiers from the Divine King's Temple with his own strength. How terrifying was that!
The Hell's Gate intimidated everyone present!
The terrifying and cruel methods caused the remaining ten to twenty thousand practitioners to lose their fighting spirit. They were scared out of their wits, and all of them fled in fright.
In front of the Hell's Gate, life was so insignificant.
"Brothers! Don't let any of them go! Kill! "The Crimson Emperor suddenly roared, breaking the dead silence.
The elite soldiers of the Divine Dragon Temple all used teleportation to start a massacre.
The fleeing practitioners were filled with fear and had completely lost their fighting spirit. Only death awaited them! "Swish!
Swish! Swish!
Swish! Swish! Swish! "
The next scene was undoubtedly the moment when the soldiers of the Divine Dragon Temple started their massacre. Everywhere they passed, a large number of corpses fell. Their methods were vicious and merciless.
After Tian Xianzi and the other Divine Dragon Alliance cultivators recovered from their shock, they attacked one after another.
After the shock and fear, everyone from the Divine Dragon Alliance felt their blood boiling. They were incomparably excited.
The great battle started again.
The Divine King's Temple's momentum was gone. Feng Wuchen's terrifying massacre had already scared them half to death. Now, the Divine Dragon Alliance launched a great counterattack.
At this moment, no one dared to approach Feng Wuchen.
The elders of the Divine King's Temple were also somewhat sluggish when fighting against Wang Jiuchong and the others because of the terror of the Hell's Gate. Their mentality had been greatly affected.
"Are the Devils still not here?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.
The Divine King's Temple's army was routed. It could be said that their vitality was greatly damaged.
Other than Leng Yunkong, the other experts were no threat at all.
Under such circumstances, the Divine King's Temple would not be able to hold on for long. However, there were still no Devil experts coming to reinforce the Divine King's Temple.
"Feng Wuchen!" Leng Yunkong was burning with anger. He hated Feng Wuchen to the bone. His scarlet eyes stared fixedly at Feng Wuchen.
Boom!
Leng Yunkong madly rushed toward Feng Wuchen at a terrifying speed.
"Alliance Master, be careful!" Xing Tian shouted in panic. The three of them chased with all their might.
However, Leng Yunkong's speed was above theirs. It was too late to stop him.
Sensing Leng Yunkong's attack, Feng Wuchen was not afraid at all. Instead, he sneered with contempt.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand lightly, and the Hell's Gate disappeared.
Leng Yunkong's strength was terrifying. The Hell's Gate could not deal with him at all.
"Feng Wuchen! Die! " Leng Yunkong, who was so furious that he lost his mind, gathered destructive energy in his palm and mercilessly smashed it toward Feng Wuchen.
Leng Yunkong's palm was overflowing with power. If hit, ten thousand Feng Wuchen would not be able to block it.
The furious Leng Yunkong did not seem to see Feng Wuchen's calm expression.
Boom!
Kacha!
Puff!
At this critical moment, a black shadow silently appeared in front of Feng Wuchen and greeted Leng Yunkong with a palm. At the same time, the sound of bones shattering came, only to see Leng Yunkong vomit blood as his figure flew out.
"Temple Master!" Ye Qianshui and the other upper echelons turned pale with fright.
One palm broke Leng Yunkong's arm and severely injured him. What kind of horrifying expert was this?
The sudden scene made everyone in the Divine King's Temple despair completely.
The newcomer was Yan Long!
Seeing Yan Long make a move, Chi Yuan and the other two could not help heaving a sigh of relief.
With Yan Long making a move, the Divine King's Temple would definitely be destroyed!
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