Chapter 2235: Monstrous anger

"This voice?"
The domineering anger made Tianzu and the others stunned, then trembling, and finally ecstatic.
The man who led the Wushuang Temple to dominate the Star Soul Realm is here!
"The leader should be from the Dragon Temple." A respectfully said in the ear of the man.
The man called the leader said coldly: "Do you still use you to remind the leader?"
"Shoo hoo!"
In a short while, Feng Wuchen and dozens of other figures swiftly emerged from the teleportation array.
"Leader! It's the leader!"
"Great! The leader is here! We are saved!"
"The leader actually came personally!"
Seeing Feng Wuchen the moment, Tianzu and other high-level forces shouted excitedly.
At that moment, everyone only felt that they had returned from to heaven, and they were extremely happy.
"Leader, they forced us to surrender, and kill if we don't surrender. Many people have already died." Tianzu reported immediately.
Looking at the cultivators who died tragically around Wushuang Temple, the faces of Ling Xiaoxiao and Liu Qingyang also fell completely cold.
Feng Wuchen's face was extremely gloomy, and he could feel the terrible chill spreading through Feng Wuchen's body through the screen.
"Father, elder, are you all right?" Duan Muxuan was extremely worried, but saw that his relatives were still there, and he was relieved a lot.
"Slaying the weak! Despicable and shameless! Do you still need a face?" Liu Qingyang roared frantically, his eyes full of bloodshot and murderous aura.
"You bastards! I definitely can't spare you!" Xiaoyao Aotian roared hysterically.
"Brother Feng, are they still saved?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice.
"The soul is destroyed, and I can't save it." Feng Wuchen shook his head helplessly.
The cultivation bases of the major forces in the Star Soul Realm were the strongest and only reached the two-star gods, and most of them were in the realm of emperors.
Facing the powerful gods of the Holy Soul Temple, there was no resistance at all.
But what makes Feng Wuchen strange is how can the Holy Soul Temple look at the Star Soul Realm?
Not to mention a star-soul world, even ten star-soul worlds can't enter the holy soul temple.
Mu Xuanshan is not an idiot. The three powerhouses in the holy world are defeated. Now he dares to reach out to the star soul world, and he is still attacking Feng Wuchen forces, so he is not afraid of death?
Why is this?
"Isn't this Master Feng? Under He Qiankun." Ignoring the anger of Liu Qingyang and others, staring at Feng Wuchen with cold eyes, the leader led a sneer.
"Let others go!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, his icy voice seemed to come from Jiuyou Hell, without any emotion.
"Okay!" The leader grinned and sneered, and immediately flashed before a strong emperor.
Bend the claws of the palms, grabbed them in the air, and twisted the neck of the strong emperor in front of the Feng Wuchen people, and shattered the soul.
"Here, let it go."
As soon as he let go, the corpse fell.
The leader sneered, arrogant and domineering, arrogant, and looked at people with his chin.
Mu Yanjun's arrogance and domineering, in front of him is simply a grandson!
Feng Wuchen and others' eyes all fell on the fallen corpse, and the coldness and killing intent in their eyes instantly doubled, completely cold and murderous without any emotion.
The space is dead silent, and the needle can be heard.
At this moment, the space was completely covered by the bitter murderous aura, without the slightest air.
However, this trembling murderous aura came from Feng Wuchen.
"What a terrible murderous aura!" He Qiankun couldn't help being taken aback by Feng Wuchen's terrifying murderous aura, cold sweat came out from behind.
He Qiankun is also a one-star master god, even if he is facing Mu Xuanshan's murderous aura, he has never been so afraid.
The powerhouses of the Holy Soul Temple were also pale with fright.
Feng Wuchen standing there is like a big mountain, which makes them breathless.
This invisible and terrifying atmosphere filled them with fear.
Is it an illusion?
It must be an illusion! It must be an illusion!
Feng Wuchen's cultivation base is clear to them.
"Qingyang, you haven't killed people for a long time?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.
"It's been a long time!" Liu Qingyang and others nodded coldly. Everyone was gnashing their teeth and bleeding from their gums.
"Don't leave one!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"Hands!" Liu Qingyang shouted fiercely. Dozens of gods and powerhouses urged their power and sacrificed all kinds of artifacts. The monstrous might and power rushed straight into the sky.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, it seemed that the entire star soul world was shaking, and countless creatures were shaking.
Liu Qingyang's explosive shout was like an order from a general, dozens of gods and powerhouses rose into the sky at the same time, with great momentum and momentum.
"Huh! The strongest is only four-star gods, and the others are one-star and two-star gods. I thought there was something terribly powerful. It turned out to be some waste!" A six-star was disdainful. Sneered.
"Don't even mention that people in the Dragon Temple can step into the gods in a short time. This cultivation speed is not comparable to ordinary geniuses." Another sneered.
"The Heaven-defying Divine Orbs have eaten too much, and with the help of the Space Precepts, it is weird that the cultivation level is not improved quickly, but they are afraid that their foundation is unstable and even the power of the deity can't be used." Another deity sneered with disdain. .
Hundreds of strong men all have a contemptuous look, and they don't pay attention to the people of the Dragon Temple at all.
However, the sneer and contempt on their faces turned into panic in the next second.
"Shoo hoo!"
"Chichichichi!"
"Ah!"
The moment the teleportation was displayed, an extremely scene happened. The gods and powerhouses of the Holy Soul Temple were cut off by Liu Qingyang and others without realizing it, and the screams resounded through the Wushuang Temple.
But it didn't kill anyone.
In the past, teleportation was used, but it was all killed by one blow.
But today, Liu Qingyang did not do so.
In less than half a minute, all of the hundreds of gods and powerhouses broke their hands and feet and fell.
"Ah! My hand! My feeling! What's going on? It's terrible! Who are they?"
"Asshole! How dare I break my feet, I can't spare you!"
"The chief! Give us revenge! Kill them!"
More than a hundred gods and powerful people endured the intense pain and roar.
In less than half a minute, the extremely powerful lineup of gods all collapsed!
Tianzu and the others were dumbfounded, enthusiastic, and full of hatred.
What a cruel method is this?
Rao is He Qiankun, the master powerhouse, can't help being stunned.
What kind of body is this? He didn't even see it!
"What does Mu Xuanshan want to do? Say!" Feng Wuchen asked coldly, with an overbearing tone and an unquestionable taste.
As soon as the voice fell, Feng Wuchen had already appeared in front of He Qiankun.
He Qiankun stepped back in shock.
What speed is this?
But soon He Qiankun came back to his senses.
"Very well, you want to die, this leader will perfect you! Let you see the gap with the master god!" He Qiankun sneered.