Chapter 4127: Resurrection

"Miss the chance to survive?"
The white-robed old man's old face became more and more gloomy, and he said fiercely: "Huh! Stupid boy, even the ancestor of Chaos would not dare to talk to this seat like this. The second-tier Chaos God Emperor dare to speak up in front of this seat!
Feng Wuchen's words completely angered the white-robed old man.
Because, in the eyes of the white-robed old man, Feng Wuchen is insulting him.
As the top powerhouse in the chaos world, with strength surpassing the ancestor of chaos, how can you allow others to despise and insult it?
Feng Wuchen is looking for death.
"The ancestor of Chaos is the ancestor of Chaos. I am me. I will soon know the consequences of being an enemy of me!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"Hmph! This seat will kill you now! Your soul body has been broken, this seat will send you on the road personally!" The white-robed old man shouted angrily, and the cold murderous aura burst out.
"Send me on the road?" Feng Wuchen said with disdain: "Only you? I don't think you are any great."
"Dead!" The white-robed old man roared, really furious.
The speed of the white-robed old man is very terrifying, beyond Feng Wuchen's imagination, even the supreme powerhouse may not be able to see clearly.
Absolutely can kill the wind and dust in an instant.
At such a terrifying speed, Feng Wuchen would naturally not be able to see it, or even notice it, but Feng Wuchen was already prepared.
Feng Wuchen's soul body has been shattered, if it weren't for the soul body to be strong enough, the soul would have been scattered.
Because of the broken soul body and serious injuries, Feng Wuchen knew that he could not resist the white robe old man.
Therefore, instead of being killed by the white-robed old man, it is better to be reborn.
"boom!"
"Buzz!"
As soon as the white-robed old man exploded, Feng Wuchen forced his bloodline and divine power, and his body instantly expanded, followed by a bang, and Feng Wuchen instantly turned into ashes with terrifying self-destructive energy, carrying the power of destruction. Roll it up.
Feng Wuchen blew himself up!
There is no wind and dust in the air.
The white-robed old man suddenly stared, his face full of disbelief.
Just a little bit short of being able to kill Feng Wuchen with his own hands, and seize Feng Wuchen's divine power and Shenhuo.
But the white-robed old man didn't expect that Feng Wuchen blew himself up instantly.
Didn't you just say that the old man in white robe missed the chance to survive? Why did he blew himself up suddenly?
"Damn! The eternal power has disappeared! This stinky boy chose to blew himself! Do you really think this power can deal with this seat?" The white-robed old man was heartbroken and furious, and actually watched the eternal power disappear in front of him.
The white-robed old man became more angry the more he thought about it, and regretted not killing Feng Wuchen sooner.
"Enlighten the Supreme Guardian, the Young Hallmaster has exploded." Huo Warshen said respectfully, with some worry in his heart.
"Don't worry, Feng Wuchen has the most perfect and powerful physical body. He can't die. Since he doesn't let us intervene, he will definitely be able to deal with this old thing. Just watch the battle." Chaos Profound Fire Beast said.
"Obviously!" The God of Fire respectfully transmits the voice.
"Brother, the Lord will not have an accident, right? This is all blew up!" A Chaos Heavenly Lord Dragon Soul asked in a panic, his expression full of worry.
"I don't know, but if the Lord is so powerful, there should be nothing wrong." The headed Dragon Soul shook his head dumbfounded, he didn't believe it himself.
People have blew themselves up and their souls are scattered. Isn't this going to happen?
Feng Wuchen had already ordered that neither the God of War Guard nor the Dragon Soul of the Heavenly Immortal Territory were allowed to interfere.
Even if Feng Wuchen did not give the order, all of them would go to death together.
The strength of the white-robed old man is stronger than the Chaos ancestor.
Just when the white-robed old man was furious, and the God of War and Dragon Soul panicked and worried, suddenly there was movement in the space.
A ray of golden light suddenly appeared, and the light that bloomed immediately became more and more dazzling, followed by an overbearing and overbearing aura.
"This is the breath of that kid! He is still alive! How could this be! How could Soul Feipao San be alive? His soul body could not be alive!" The white robe old man's old face changed suddenly and he turned his head to look.
"The breath of the Young Hall Master! The Young Hall Master is really reborn!" The God of Fire was shocked and his eyes flew out of shock.
"Is this young palace master's reincarnation against the sky?" Feng Zhan Shen looked dumbfounded at them.
"The breath of the Lord! Resurrection and rebirth!"
"How is this possible? The Lord's breath has returned to its peak! Am I right?"
"The Lord can be resurrected! What magical power is this?"
Venerable Dragon Soul were all shocked. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would not have believed it.
This is beyond their cognitive scope and cannot be understood at all.
In a short while, the dazzling golden light quickly condensed Feng Wuchen's soul body, followed by Feng Wuchen's body.
The overbearing and terrifying aura has returned to its peak.
The immortal realm physical body helped Feng Wuchen resurrect and rebirth.
The resurrected Feng Wuchen, the soul body has been restored as before, even the ancestor of the soul power has been restored.
"This...this is resurrection and rebirth!" The white-robed old man widened his eyes and said in horror: "This kid's body has reached the perfect state. It's no wonder that his injuries healed quickly before!"
The white-robed old man didn't understand until now, but he still couldn't believe it.
"How is this possible! How can a junior kid have a perfect body?" The white-robed old man couldn't believe it.
But the facts were in front of him, and he had to believe it.
"Old stuff, you can drive me to this point, you are the first!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.
The eternal divine power exploded with all its strength and brutally and ruthlessly suppressed the white-robed old man.
"You dare to be an enemy of me, even if your strength surpasses the ancestors of Chaos, I will let you know what regret and fear are!" Feng Wuchen said fiercely, and shot without mercy.
Feeling the suppression of the overbearing and terrifying eternal divine power, the old face of the white-robed old man suddenly changed, and the soul of chaos burst out immediately.
The white-robed old man must hit Feng Wuchen's soul again, otherwise death is waiting for him.
In front of the eternal divine power, the strength of the white-robed old man is simply not enough!
"Puff!"
The moment the two made their moves, the white-robed old man was brutally suppressed, unable to bear it and vomiting blood, the ancestor of the windless spirit power was suppressed again, and the soul body was hit, and the same blood was sprayed out.
"Old thing! Really think I'm a bully? Don't think that you have the soul of chaos and I am afraid of you! I have an immortal body! I can constantly resurrect and rebirth! I want to see how long you can last. If you don't have an immortal body, I will send you on the road now!" Feng Wuchen said fiercely, desperately.
"Damn brat!" The white-robed old man was violently suppressed by the ancient divine power. The ancient divine power was difficult to mobilize, and he could not even move his body.
"Puff!"
The eternal divine power was crazily suppressed, the soul of chaos rushed crazily, Feng Wuchen and the white-robed old man vomited blood again, and their injuries deteriorated instantly.