Chapter 1337: The Fall of the Spirit Emperor

Finished works "The Fanatic Cultivating God" and "The Soul of Eternal War"
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"Smelly boy! The emperor abolished you!"
[新笔趣阁www.biqule.info] Xuan Kui's fierce and ruthless palm blasted, and the power of horror was enough to turn Feng Wuchen into a useless person, with great power.
"boom!"
"Buzz!"
Xuan Kui arrived in a blink of an eye, a fierce and ruthless palm blasted towards Feng Wuchen, and with a shocking blast, the terrifying force exploded the space of several tens of meters into the void.
Of course, Xuan Kui's palm hit the air.
"Move instantly!" Xuan Kui's expression changed.
"Not good!" Mr. Guigu's old face sank.
"Be careful of the blood!" Xuan Kui was shocked, and quickly shouted, while dashing away.
"laugh!"
When Feng Wuchen reappeared, the dragon sword in his hand ruthlessly pierced the spirit emperor's heart, and the seriously injured spirit emperor's expression suddenly changed dramatically.
"You...you stinky boy..." The Lingdi never expected that the person Feng Wuchen would kill was not the blood butcher, but him!
"Lingdi!" Everyone was shocked.
No one thought that Feng Wuchen would take advantage of Sheng Dongxi's clever trick to kill the emperor.
The instantaneously powerful, seriously injured Spirit Emperor didn't even notice it.
"Ling Emperor, you took away the shadow soul granddaughter Ying Wuyue back then, leaving them separated for more than 20 years. You even used Ying Wuyue to threaten me. Killing you today is considered to have settled this account. Go and see Hades." Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, his voice trembling coldly.
While talking, Feng Wuchen slowly pulled out the Dragon God Sword, and the Spirit Emperor fell down.
The Ling Emperor was severely injured by the unfeeling, and Feng Wuchen's sword undoubtedly played a fatal role, and the spirit of the Ling Emperor had gradually dissipated.
One of the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors, the Spirit Emperor, fell to Tianxu Mountain.
"Feng Ying!" Xuan Kui gritted his teeth, angrily, his fists clenched and rattled.
Feng Wuchen killed the Spirit Emperor under Xuan Kui's nose, which was simply a shame to him.
"Feng Ying! Kill well!" Shadow Soul shouted: "Ling Emperor, good is rewarded for good, evil is rewarded for evil, this is your retribution!"
"Xiaoxiao, save the unfeeling!" Feng Wuchen said to Ling Xiaoxiao quickly.
"Okay!" Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly used teleportation, and the shadow disappeared instantly.
"Transportation? Dragon God Clan? No, this is the breath of Raksha God Clan! She is actually a descendant of Raksha God Clan? How is this possible?" Mr. Guigu was shocked, and only then discovered that there are a few in the Dragon Temple. People with strange breath.
"What the is going on? The Rakshasa Protoss can’t have any descendants. Who are they? The aura is quite similar to the Dragon Gods and Rakshasa Protoss. These three fierce beasts have ancient auras on them. Simple." Mr. Guigu frowned, and his deep old eyes looked at Long Tianzhan and others.
"Tiger Devouring! Save people!" Ling Xiaoxiao flashed back with a severely wounded unfeeling. His unfeeling injuries were very serious. He was hit hard by Mr. Guigu and his life was at stake.
Sky Devourer possesses super powerful regenerative power, helping the unfeeling to recover from the injury is not a problem.
"Devil Tiger! Recover from unfeeling injuries as soon as possible!" Feng Wuchen said.
"No problem!" Biting Tianhu believes.
"The Lingdi is dead, from today, I have the final say in the spiritual realm!" The fierce gaze swept towards Mr. Guigu and the others, Feng Wuchen said arrogantly, with overwhelming aura.
"Xiu's arrogance! It is not your turn to take charge of the spiritual realm!" The Immortal Emperor shouted angrily.
Shadow Soul slammed up and said fiercely: "First take care of yourself!"
"I want to be in charge of the spiritual realm, without your consent, didn’t you also be like this? It won’t be long before the immortal realm will fall into my hands, the immortal emperor, you have to be careful." Feng Wuchen icy eyes swept Glancing at the Immortal Emperor.
With a cold gaze towards Xuetu, Feng Wuchen sneered and said, "You have to be careful, maybe you will be the next dead person."
"Smelly boy!" The seriously injured Xuetu stared at Feng Wuchen extremely viciously.
"Let you live for a while." Feng Wuchen sneered, his fierce eyes swept towards Mr. Guigu, and Feng Wuchen said coldly: "Old thing, if my guess is correct, your cultivation level should Above the Venerable, he has stepped into the realm of the Nine Heavens Emperor, even stronger.
"Frankly speaking, all of us can't even match your hand, but if you think you can really deal with me, you might underestimate me." Feng Wuchen showed no fear on his face.
"Really?" Mr. Guigu's old eyes wrinkled slightly, and the viciousness in his old eyes was a bit more intense.
Mr. Guigu wished to catch Feng Wuchen alive immediately, but Feng Wuchen's terrifying soul made him very jealous, and Mr. Guigu did not dare to approach Feng Wuchen at all.
Moreover, Mr. Guigu firmly believes that there is still a strong Dragon God clan in the dark, and he will not easily make a move if he is not 100% sure.
"Hugh is rampant!" Xuan Kui shouted angrily, rushing to Feng Wuchen fiercely again, killing him to the sky.
Xuan Kui's speed was terrifying. Before his words fell, his figure had already flashed before Feng Wuchen, and slammed up again with a palm.
"boom!"
"Crack!"
"puff!"
Xuan Kui's palm fell and there was a bang, and Xuan Kui's face suddenly changed, his arm bones shattered, and then he spouted a mouthful of blood, flying out like a kite with a broken line.
"Eight Heavenly Emperor!" Xuan Kui was extremely frightened.
"Xuan Kui!" The Heavenly Emperor was shocked.
"Long Qinghun!" Mr. Guigu frowned deeply and said coldly: "The old man knows that your Dragon God race is hiding in the dark."
"Xuankui, Xuankui, you are not brave enough, you dare to move, the young lord of the Dragon God clan, are you tired of living?" A vague and majestic voice sounded.
"Young Master of the Dragon God Race!" Long Tianzhan, Ling Xiaoxiao and others were shocked.
"Brother Feng is the Young Master of the Dragon God Clan?" Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face stiffened on the spot, and a huge wave rose in his heart.
"This kid is actually the Young Master of the Dragon God Race?" Three-eyed Demon Ape widened his eyes.
Ling Xiaoxiao and the others only knew that Feng Wuchen was a descendant of the Dragon God tribe, but they never thought that Feng Wuchen was actually the young master of the Dragon God tribe.
"What a terrible strength! This person's cultivation is extremely high, even more terrifying than the blood slaughter." Crazy Leopard frowned, looking towards the sky.
"It is Dragon God Clan powerhouse Long Qingsun, the realm of the Eighth Heaven Emperor, the top genius of the Dragon God Clan." Unfeeling said, with the help of Tianhu, the unfeeling injury has recovered 60%.
Above the sky, Long Qinghun appeared silently and respectfully said to Feng Wuchen: "Young Master, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Feng Wuchen shook his head, already expecting Long Qinghun to be in the dark.
Because of this, Feng Wuchen is not afraid.
"Long Qinghun!" The seriously injured Xuan Kui stared at Long Qinghun with bloodshot and murderous eyes.
"Tsk tusk, I'm not dead yet, my life is pretty hard, it seems that I made my move too lightly, so I don't want to give a palm again?" Long Qinghun sneered with a look of flat face.
The appearance of Long Qinghun shocked the Heavenly Emperor powerhouse sitting in the Temple of Heavenly Honor.
They are no strangers to Long Qinghun, and they know how powerful Long Qinghun is.