Chapter 611: Shao Si Ming

Powerful in the transformation of the gods, possessing the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, is the top existence on this continent.
In the face of the of transformation, anyone is an ant.
"Smelly boy, we meet again." A middle-aged man appeared above the Dragon Temple, staring at Feng Wuchen with a vicious look.
Feng Wuchen's face was so ugly, he took out the pill with difficulty and took it.
The person here is exactly the wicked strongman that Feng Wuchen met in the Yanhuang Tago Desert!
"Hall Master, how are you?" Han Kun asked worriedly, already terrified at the moment.
Faced with the powers of the gods, the strongest sixth-rank alchemist is not enough to see them.
Feng Wuchen struggled to shake his head: "I'm fine..."
While talking, Feng Wuchen took out the Xianqige token, and wanted to summon the Xianqige powerhouse.
However, the strong wicked did not give him a chance.
The wicked strongman stretched out his hand and grabbed it, a terrifying force immediately trapped Feng Wuchen, and the token in his hand fell.
"Hall Master!" Han Kun and Qiu Shuishan's expressions changed drastically.
"Don't come here!" Feng Wuchen shouted.
"I see what tricks you can do." The wicked clan powerhouse sneered playfully.
Sullen eyes swept towards Tianhe, scared Tianhe involuntarily stepped back, trembling all over, his soul was frightened.
"Get out of here if you don't want to die!" Sen coldly said the wicked strong man.
"Guru..."
Tianhe swallowed in horror, and walked away without hesitation, worrying that if it takes a second, the strong wicked will change his mind.
"Smelly boy, I played for you when I was in the desert. I should have killed you, but you are lucky. Our wicked clan chief wants to see you." The wicked clan powerhouse sneered, his palms bent, and the wind was dustless. Going high in the sky, I want to leave with wind and dust.
As soon as the voice of the strong of the wicked race fell, his face suddenly turned to one side, and he suddenly turned to look at the void.
In the void, an extremely terrifying aura and coercion shrouded it, and the surging aura of looking over the world made the face of the wicked strong man dignified.
"The yin and yang family's youngest commander!" the strong wicked clan frowned.
High above the Dragon Temple, I don't know when a small young man appeared.
The young man is at most one meter tall, dressed in gorgeous brocade, and has the face of a teenager, and he is quite handsome.
People who don't know his identity absolutely think he is a child.
However, those who knew him were absolutely frightened by the sight of him, because he was the young commander of the Yin-Yang family, the five-fold terrifying powerhouse of the gods!
"He... his breath is even more terrifying..." Han Kun trembled, and he had never seen such a terrifying powerhouse.
"The young man of the Yin Yang family!" Feng Wuchen glanced at the young man.
The Dragon Temple is definitely the most lively event today, not only attracting the strong of the God King Temple, but also the wicked races, and finally even the mysterious Yin Yang family and the young commander came.
"Hua Shen Jing San Zhong, who did I think it was? It turned out to be Fu Yang, the stupidest leader of the wicked race." Looking at Fu Yang with a dull and frightening gaze, Shao Si Ming slowly spoke, intermittently speaking With a trace of cold arrogance.
Hearing this, Fuyang's face was extremely gloomy, and his heart was filled with anger, but he did not dare to attack.
The difference in strength is too great, and the young Si commanded him to be a senior in the Yin-Yang family. His strength is absolutely terrifying!
"No matter how stupid I am, it's better than you, a stinky kid!" Fu Yang gritted his teeth and shouted, his face sullen.
Fu Yang's words made Shao Si Ming's face a little bit cold, and the cold air made his heart tremble.
However, Shao Si Ming didn't do anything, and his endurance was extremely strong.
"Boy, you are Feng Wuchen, you are so courageous to kill me from the Yin-Yang family." His cold eyes swept towards Feng Wuchen, and Shao Si Mingsen said coldly.
"I don't care if you are a member of the Dragon Clan, if you are willing to surrender the artifact, I will forgive you not to die." The young commander continued.
"Then you kill him first, otherwise how can I trust you?" Feng Wuchen responded with difficulty.
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." Shao Si Mingsen said coldly.
"Then you can solve it by yourself." Feng Wuchen shrugged hard, his pale face evoked a sneer.
"Fuyang, leave people behind, you can go." Shao Siming said coldly, with a threatening and commanding tone in his words.
"Don't think about it!" Fuyang drank coldly without hesitation, and finally caught Feng Wuchen. How can it be reasonable?
"You're looking for death!" The young man frowned and sneered coldly, sweeping away a bitter and monstrous murderous frenzy.
Just a murderous look is suffocating.
"Will the wicked race be afraid of your yin and yang family? If you want the artifact, kill me first!" Fuyang shouted angrily, although he was stupid, but never afraid of any powerful enemy.
"Tianshen lock!" Fu Yang yelled coldly and waved his hand, and a black chain immediately bound Feng Wuchen.
"High-grade fairy!" Feng Wuchen secretly marveled.
"You are so stupid, you know that you are not the opponent of Shao Si Ming, you still tie me, isn't this even the fairy weapon to give him?" Feng Wuchen mocked.
"Shut up!" Fu Yang said angrily, and waved again, a terrifying force protected Feng Wuchen and returned to the Dragon Temple Square.
Fuyang's momentum broke out in vain, and the terrifying energy of the Transcendent God Realm was already fully urged.
"Buzz!"
Extremely terrifying energy exploded, dazzling glaucoma flashes, and the space within tens of thousands of feet collapsed in an instant, and the sky was originally clear and dim in an instant.
The earth within a radius of tens of thousands of feet is in shaking.
The majestic Dragon Temple palace, even if it is protected by the Nine-layer Universe Tower, there are countless cracks torn and spread at this moment.
"The palace is over!" Qiu Shuishan was extremely frightened, already unable to move.
"Han Kun! Call Xiaoxiao, protect the Dragon Temple!" Feng Wuchen yelled.
The palace is strong and can't bear this terrifying force.
The terrifying energy almost covered the entire Promise Domain, and countless cultivators were frightened to death by this terrifying energy.
"Hua Shen Jing San Zhong!" Chi Yuan opened his eyes in vain at the Immortal Pavilion Palace, frowned and said: "No! Master is in danger!"
"The breath of the wicked race!" The face of the guardian of the fairy pavilion changed drastically, and a flash of terror flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, in the Zhang Family Palace, the high-level leaders who advocated soullessness and advocated Yuntian also felt this terrifying power.
"The strong of the wicked race! This power is in the Dragon Temple! Emperor Dan and Lan'er are in danger!" Zhang Wuhun was shocked and rushed to the Dragon Temple for the first time.
"Shenzhen Realm Triple Level! The big thing is not good!" The Great Elder Zhang Wufeng and others flashed and disappeared, one by one with extremely solemn expressions.
The terrifying energies of the Transcendent Realm terrifyingly shocked the entire Promise Domain powerhouse.
However, the yin and yang family Shao Siming did not change his expression.
"I don't know what I can do!" Shao Si didn't change his face and looked down upon Fuyang, the energy that destroys the world.