Chapter 569: Dragon Temple Crisis

Duan Moming, who was in a furious state, burst out with more power than usual.
The power of anger should not be underestimated.
The eight levels of the heaven and human realm are already the limit of wind and dust.
Duan Moming is comparable to the power of the Nine Layers of Heaven and Human Realm, and Wu Chen cannot bear it.
And this is still in the case of not offering a spiritual tool, if Duan Moming sacrificed a spiritual tool, the combat power absolutely surpassed the nine layers of heaven and human realm.
"boom!"
"Boom boom!"
The terrifying force flew into Feng Wuchen, Duan Moming suddenly stepped on the void, shot out with a strong roar, and launched a frenzied attack on Feng Wuchen, using his fists and feet together, and the explosion continued.
"Aren't you very powerful? How was your prestige just now?" Duan Moming shouted angrily while attacking wildly.
"boom!"
"puff!"
"Boom!"
Under the fierce and violent attack, the last Mo Ming swept out with a kick, so that the wind and dust vomited blood, his figure turned into a black line and shot down the mountain below, piercing through a lofty mountain in the distance, and the ground was shaking. .
"Brother Feng!"
"Hall Master!"
Miao Qingqing and everyone in the Dragon Temple saw that Feng Wuchen was brutally beaten by Duan Moming, and their faces were full of worry and anxiety.
"Feng Wuchen! Take it to death!"
Duan Moming roared and slapped dozens of palms frantically at Feng Wuchen flying out in the distance.
"Shoo hoo!"
"Buzz!"
Dozens of terrifying palmprints flew out one after another, with a strong sonic boom, the void vibrated violently and vigorously.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz!"
The horrible palm prints bombarded wildly, the towering mountain peaks collapsed and shattered, arousing dust in the sky, and the earth tore out a thick crack like an arm, and the mountains within a radius of hundreds of meters were shaking.
The destructive power is extremely terrible, such crazy bombing, not to mention the mountains can't bear, even if Feng Wuchen has a powerful body, it can't bear it.
Seeing such a terrifying power, everyone in the Dragon Temple was so anxious that their hearts almost jumped out, all of their eyes turned to the bombing area.
"Duan Moming's strength is too strong, and the Lord is not his opponent!" Chi Huang said anxiously, sweating from his palm.
"It's no way to continue like this, the palace owner is afraid that he will die in his hands." Qiu Shuishan frowned, his old face solemn.
"Zhang Junlan hasn't come back yet? Didn't he say to go back and explain to Yan Ran? So long!" Miao Qingqing said anxiously.
"Alchemy Hankun, stop him!" Leng Mucheng said anxiously.
"With the old man's sevenfold cultivation base of the heaven and human realm, he is not his opponent. Although the old man is not a sixth-rank alchemist, he still can't frighten the Sacred Sun Sect. Unless we join hands, there is no chance of victory, not to mention the palace master has not yet lost "Han Kun shook his head helplessly.
"Brother Feng didn't fall so easily." Ling Xiaoxiao said with a strong enduring worry.
At high altitude, Duan Moming stopped his attack and seemed to feel that Feng Wuchen had been seriously injured.
The space is quiet, but the terrible aftermath is still spreading.
"Shoo hoo!"
At this moment, in the distance high in the sky, there was a sound of breaking through the air, with a ferocious and murderous spirit.
"The comer is not good!" Han Kun frowned.
"How come there are so many powerful people? There are dozens of heaven and human realms, and there are also celestial extreme realms!" Beidou Yan's expression was full of horror, and his expression stiffened.
"The big thing is not good!" Yi Tianqing said solemnly.
There are nearly a thousand people!
Thousands of powerhouses, among them dozens of Celestial Realm, and even Celestial Realm powerhouses, what a terrifying lineup is this?
Thousands of powerful men are aggressive and murderous, obviously coming towards the Dragon Temple.
Everyone in the Dragon Temple felt an unprecedented sense of crisis at this moment, and Feng Wuchen was crushed by Duan Moming and bombarded wildly. Now that life and death are unknown, everyone in the Dragon Temple began to panic.
After a while, in the panic gaze of the people in the Dragon Temple, a black figure flew quickly from the sky.
Thousands of tyrannical auras spread over the entire Dragon Temple, and the terrifying aura and coercion shocked everyone in the Dragon Temple, and their faces were pale.
Rao is that the soldiers of the Dragon Temple have been tempered through life and death, but in front of the absolute powerhouse, they still can't control the fear in their hearts.
Only Ling Xiaoxiao's face was extremely cold.
Thousands of strong men appeared above the Dragon Temple, headed by three strong men in the celestial realm.
"They are the powerhouses of the major forces in the Illusory Sea Realm!" Han Kun frowned. Among the thousands of powerhouses, Han Kun still knew many people.
"That's right! Many of them were there at the alchemy conference!" Miao Qingqing and Liu frowned, and it was absolutely certain that these strong men came from the Illusory Sea Realm.
Frost appeared on Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face, her beautiful eyes flashed with cold murderous aura, and coldly said: "They're here to die!"
"President Lin's 70th birthday, I heard that many great power suzerains and elders have been killed, including our Xiaoyao Palace and the high-level leaders of the great power in the sea of ​​fantasy, all died because of wind and dust." Said gloomily.
"Master Hankun, your prestige in the Promise Territory, I will know, but you can't stop us from taking revenge today! I hope that Alchemy Hankun will not intervene! Otherwise, we won't blame us for being merciless." Another strong Celestial Realm Sen coldly said.
Hearing this, Han Kun said indifferently: "The old man has been in the Promise Domain for many years, and you are the first person to dare to talk to me like this."
"So what? I know that you are a sixth-rank alchemist and know many strong people. You can call them! I am not afraid of Feng Wuchen, and I am afraid that you will fail?" Duan Mo Mingsen said coldly.
"I think you are looking for death!" Ling Xiaoxiao shouted coldly, urging the power of blood, and wanted to call the strong to come.
"Even if it is death, today we must kill the wind and dust, destroy the Dragon Temple, and avenge the suzerain and the elders!" The leading Celestial Realm powerhouse said tough.
But at this moment, under the mountains in the distance, there was a sound of wind and dust.
"It turns out that it is the major forces in the Illusory Sea Realm, or it is led by the Saint Yangzong." Under the mountains in the distance, Feng Wuchen's icy voice sounded.
"Brother Feng!"
"Hall Master!"
Ling Xiaoxiao and everyone in the Dragon Temple were overjoyed.
The Scarlet Sovereign said excitedly: "Hall Master is still alive! Still alive!"
"Feng Wuchen, I know you are still alive!" Duan Mo Mingsen said coldly, his fierce eyes swept to the source of the sound.
"Feng Wuchen!" Hearing Feng Wuchen's voice, the faces of thousands of strong men became cold at the same time, their eyes swept away, and the murderous aura became even more terrifying.
In the distant mountains, as the terrifying energy and the dust in the sky gradually dissipated, the dazzling blood flashed like a treasure, filled with a very terrible energy.
As Feng Wuchen's voice fell, the bright blood began to levitate upward.
"Great! Brother Feng's breath hasn't weakened much!" Ling Xiaoxiao exclaimed, her cold pretty face finally showing a smile.
"It seems that except for the Zhuge family, all the major forces in the sea of ​​fantasy are here!" Feng Wuchen's cold voice came again.