Chapter 1620: Desperate fight

"Shoo hoo!"
Dozens of great heavenly emperors burst out, magnificent and murderous, all wishing to smash the candle soul into thousands of pieces.
"Elder, take my father away! The three major guardians and the two elders follow me to stop them!" Zhu Mietian frowned and shouted coldly, and flashed out for the first time.
"Candle Soul! Take your life!" Man Zhonglou roared again and again.
"Zhuge Wuji! Don't want to leave with Candle Soul!" Xiahou Patriarch shouted angrily.
"The old man is going to leave, can you stop it?" Zhuge Wuji said sternly, even if he was injured, he was not afraid.
Ximen Changkong roared: "Zhu Mietian, you killed the Patriarch, and you have to die today!"
Dozens of strong men besieged Candle Soul and others, blocking all retreats.
"Ximen Xuanzi was killed by Zhu Mietian?" Feng Wuchen looked stunned.
"It seems that I was killed because I was released." Long Nitian guessed.
Feng Wuchen frowned slightly and said, "No, Xuanzi is still alive. I can sense his soul power. He is not dead yet."
"Alive?" Long Nitian looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.
"It's the state of the soul body, and it's nearby." Feng Wuchen nodded slightly.
Ximen Xuanzi, as a divine engraver, possesses super-strong soul power. At the moment when he was killed by the candle extinguishing sky, his soul body had already escaped into the ground to hide.
Zhu Mietian put his hands on his chest, looked arrogant and contemptuously said: "Man Zhonglou, Ximen Longkong, this young master sees that you are here to die, you have not yet entered the realm of Zhuntianzun, and you have not come enough for this young master. kill."
"Manzhonglou, you are just here to die, this protector can deal with you alone." Amaterasu sneered disdainfully.
"Guardian! Zhu Mietian possesses the power of Tianzun, and the barbarian patriarch alone can't deal with Zhu Mietian, so let's do it!" Feng Wuchen hurriedly shouted when he noticed Zhu Mietian's move.
"call out!"
Long against the sky teleported forward, joined the battle team, expressionless and extremely cold eyes.
"Long Nitian, you still dare to come, it seems that you have forgotten the last fiasco." Zhu Mietian sneered and said without fear.
Long Nitian expressionlessly said: "When you run out of Tianzun's power, without Tianzun's power, you are not my opponent."
"Long Xingchen and the others were seriously injured. Except for Long Nitian, no one else is threatening, but Dad's power is running out." Zhu Mietian said secretly.
As long as he severely injures Long against the sky, he might be able to turn things around and fight back.
A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Zhu Mietian's mouth, and his eyes surged with murderous aura. Sen said coldly: "Long Nitian, I didn't kill you last time because you are still useful. Now you are useless. You are going to die, Ben Shao. The Lord will fulfill you."
"Stop talking nonsense! Do it!" Man Zhonglou shouted angrily, and shot out without hesitation.
"Kill without mercy! Great Elder, find a chance to take my father away." Zhu Mie Tiansen Leng ordered.
"The Barbarian Patriarch, Zhu Mietian possesses the power of the Candle Soul. Don't be careless. It's not too late to exhaust the power of the Candle Soul before dealing with him. Don't hit him hard." Long Nitian immediately transmitted the voice.
The spirit beast clan and the three major elders and many powerful players have taken action one after another, and the battle is about to start.
Long Nitian and Man Zhonglou joined hands to fight Zhuantian.
The nine elders of the three patriarchs joined hands to deal with the second elder and third elder of the Tianzun Temple. When sacrificing the Soul Abyss, the two elders were seriously injured and could no longer exert the power of the quasi-tianzun.
The three elders of the spirit beast clan and many great emperors of the three aristocratic families were intercepted by the three major guardians of Amaterasu.
"Things that do not live or die! It seems that we are going to kill them today." Tianshou's guardian said with disdain, cold and murderous.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz!"
When the war broke out, everyone tried their best to fight, and various powerful magic weapons were sacrificed. Various legal decisions were hit hard one after another, and the explosion continued, the breathtaking energy ripples, ruthlessly mad.
"Candle Mite, how much power do you have to consume? Once Tianzun's power is exhausted, I will kill you mercilessly!" Long Nitian performed teleportation one after another to avoid the attack of Mietian.
Man Zhonglou didn't dare to face Zhu Mietian hard, so he could only feint while avoiding Zhu Mietian's frontal attack.
For a time, the candle extinguishing the sky can't help Long Nitian and Man Zhonglou.
"All Amaterasu are in the realm of the Ninth Heavenly Emperor. I am afraid that the elders of the spirit beast tribe will not last long. Although the two elders of the Tianzun Temple are in the realm of the quasi-tianzun, they have been injured. The barbarian patriarch joined his hand to temporarily hold Zhu Mietian." Feng Wuchen frowned and said in secret, his cold eyes finally fell on Zhuge Wuji.
"call out!"
When the mind moved, the teleportation was displayed, and in an instant, Feng Wuchen appeared behind Zhuge Wuji.
"Zhuge Wuji, your injury is not light." Feng Wuchen sneered.
"Long Zun!" Candle Soul opened his eyes, his pale old face was extremely gloomy.
Zhuge Wuji stared at Feng Wuchen fiercely, and said, "Long Zun, you come to die? Although the old man was injured, it is easy to kill you."
"Peng!"
When the mind moved, the black flames urged out, and the black flame burned in the palm of the palm, filled with icy chills and extremely overbearing power.
"I just want to keep you. My father and the three elders have the pill that I personally refine. It will take some time to recover their strength and injuries. By that time, you will not be able to fly." Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, and then he said. Waved, the black fire turned into two black fire dragons and shot out, besieging the soul of the candle and Zhuge Wuji.
"Swallow!" Feng Wuchen suddenly shouted.
The black fire madly swallowed the power of Zhuge Wuji and Candle Soul.
"Smelly kid! How dare you swallow the power of this seat! Elder, kill this kid!" Sensing that a trace of strength that had just been restored was forcibly swallowed, Candle Soul Thunder was furious.
Zhuge Wuji urged his divine power, even if he was seriously injured, he could burst out the power of the Nineth Heaven Emperor Realm.
"Long Zun! Take it to death!" Zhuge Wuji roared fiercely, his palms condensed terrifying energy, surging momentum surging violently, directly hitting Feng Wuchen with a fierce offensive and quite oppressive.
"Long Er be careful!" Long Tianchou shouted loudly.
Feng Wuchen grinned and displayed it by teleportation, easily avoiding Zhuge Wuji's energy palmprint.
"Father, concentrate on restoring your strength, Zhuge Wuji, the old tortoise can't help me." Feng Wuchen smiled indifferently. Zhuge Wuji's power is indeed terrifying, but Feng Wuchen's instant movement can also make him invincible.
Zhuge was not extremely angry, and his terrifying divine power burst out, fiercely bursting out, murderous.
"Old tortoise, you're in the middle of it!" Feng Wuchen sneered, his mind moved and he used his instant movement again.
"Not good!" Zhuge Wuji's old face changed drastically.
When Feng Wuchen appeared again, in front of Soul Candle, a harmless smile appeared on his face.
"Asshole!" The soul of the candle was grim, and his lungs were about to explode with anger.