Chapter 701: Wind and dust

Feng Wuchen slowly closed his eyes.
The current situation of the Dragon Temple, Feng Wuchen only needs to feel it a little, and it will be clear.
The breath of many soldiers in the Dragon Temple disappeared.
The aura of the elite soldiers such as the Scarlet Emperor, Illusion Sun, Blood Wind, Huo Ming, Soul of the Blade, etc., all disappeared.
Feng Wuchen's heart was bleeding, and his heart was aching like a knife, burning with anger.
"It's late to come back." Feng Wuchen felt regretful, regretting why he didn't sense Ling Xiaoxiao's call earlier, and regretting why he didn't come back earlier.
If Feng Wuchen could come back one or two hours earlier, perhaps none of this would happen.
If one step later, I am afraid that Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing will not escape death.
"Hall Master! Brother Red Emperor and them are all dead!"
"Brothers resisted desperately and suffered heavy casualties. The space here is blocked. We can't notify Zhang Family and Xianqi Pavilion, and Miss Xiaoxiao can't summon strong people to support."
"Hall Master, Leng Hun has a magic weapon, and his magic weapon can break Miss Xiaoxiao's enchantment!"
"Hall Lord, the brothers died terribly, we must avenge them!"
"..."
The soldiers of the Dragon Temple vented their grief and anger.
"Big Brother Feng." Miao Qingqing lowered down with the seriously injured Liu Qingyang, her beautiful eyes looking at Feng Wuchen who said nothing.
From Feng Wuchen to the realm of killing the triple powerhouse of the Celestial Realm, Feng Wuchen was expressionless and said nothing.
"Feng Wuchen, are you regretting it? Remorse that you didn't come back sooner?" Leng Hunsen sneered, staring at Feng Wuchen with a playful gaze.
Feng Wuchen didn't answer, and glanced at Zhuge Liancheng and Mo Ling'er. The expressionless Feng Wuchen made them feel chilly.
No one knows what Feng Wuchen is thinking, his behavior is abnormal, but everyone can feel the monstrous anger in Feng Wuchen.
"Bring back the bodies of the brothers."
Feng Wuchen slightly urged Zhen Yuan, a beckoned hand, and the corpses of the soldiers flying down everywhere, one after another flew up, Feng Wuchen spoke blankly, as if he did not carry a trace of soul.
"Hallmaster..." The moist eyes of the soldiers looked at Feng Wuchen.
Troops and other soldiers caught the corpse that was slowly falling down.
"Why is this? Anyway, you are all going to die, you collect the corpses for them, but no one collects the corpses for you." Lenghun spread his hands and sneered.
"Buzz!"
The moment the cold soul's words fell, an extremely terrifying force began to burst out of Feng Wuchen's body, and the dark red brilliance rose to the sky, rushing straight into the sky, condensing a huge blood red vortex.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand, holding the Dragon God Sword in his hand, the power of destroying the world and the power of the second stage of the supreme body urged at the same time, the horror aura rose wildly, and the void vibration became more intense.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen's breath has instantly risen to the triple peak of the Celestial Realm.
In the next second, behind Feng Wuchen, a pair of black wings stretched out in vain, and its aura skyrocketed again, breaking through again.
The four peaks of the celestial realm!
The terrible promotion scared the powerhouses of the God King Temple, and everyone's complexion appeared pale.
Such a terrifying power, no wonder it can instantly kill the Triple Heaven Realm in an instant.
"Can I improve it any more? I didn't care about this strength." Leng Hun sneered, without fear.
The overwhelming murderous aura, overwhelming aura, continuously surging out of Feng Wuchen's body, is breathtaking, and makes people feel terrified when they see it.
Feng Wuchen hadn't taken a shot, just glanced at it, and it gave people a feeling of fear, just like seeing a devil.
Feng Wuchen's eyes, like demonization, turned bloody, and there was a trace of blood permeating out, full of bloodthirsty and ruthlessness.
The wind is mad! Completely in a runaway posture!
The terrifying appearance made Mo Ling'er and Zhuge Liancheng tremble, and their bodies backed away uncontrollably.
They have never seen such a terrible wind and dust.
"Nine Heavens and Earth Killing God Formation! Open!"
A low voice spit out from Feng Wuchen's mouth.
"Buzz!"
The Dragon Temple buzzed and vibrated, and a flash of blood flashed, and the Dragon Temple Palace was immediately enveloped by a huge energy.
This time the formation was opened, the aura was completely different from before, the power of the formation became even more terrifying, and the brilliance changed from golden light to blood light, extremely strange.
The Nine-layer Universe God Killing Array was opened by Feng Wuchen, and its power was more than dozens of times stronger than before.
Upon seeing this, Leng Hun shrugged and said with disdain: "The transformation of the gods can't stop it, let alone your small formation? You should use other skills."
Leng Hun didn't take Feng Wuchen seriously, and the meaning of contempt was extremely obvious.
"Peng!"
Feng Wuchen, who was in a frenzied and violent posture, ignited a raging black fire on the surface of his body in vain, and a terrifying cold breath turned into a gust of wind.
"Chichichichi!"
The terrible cold breath, wherever it passes, the space freezes into ice.
The cold aura is extremely domineering, almost in the blink of an eye, hundreds of disciples in the Temple of the God King have directly turned into ice sculptures, and even those in the Celestial Realm cannot withstand this terrifying cold air.
"What kind of flame is this? It's actually a cold breath!" Leng Hun's face finally changed, becoming shocked and horrified.
"Young Palace Master, be careful, his flames are very weird." Kun Yun frowned and exclaimed, his expression dignified.
In the blink of an eye, that is, in an instant, the remaining hundreds of disciples in the Temple of the King of Gods and dozens of celestial realm experts were frozen into ice sculptures.
What a terrifying chill is this?
There are also more than a dozen celestial realm powerhouses. If they are not for a strong cultivation base, they will not escape the ice sculpture.
Even if they had escaped, the terrible chill made them feel extremely frightened.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand suddenly, and the black flame ignited crazily on his body, spreading wildly around him like a volcanic eruption, fiercely powerful.
In the blink of an eye, everyone in the Temple of the King of Gods was besieged, and their escape routes were sealed.
This is the anger of Feng Wuchen!
"You all have to die!"
Feng Wuchen spoke in vain, and every word was full of endless killing intent, like a demon from hell, and as if despair incarnate.
"What kind of flame is this?" Zhuge Liancheng was terrified, Liushen Wuzhu.
Mo Ling'er was completely stunned, her eyes full of fear.
"The black flame is extraordinary, Young Master, be careful!" Kun Yun became vigilant, and the power of the god-transforming state was also urged, telling him intuitively that this black flame is very terrifying.
Leng Hun's face was cold, his eyes narrowed, and he said fiercely: "Huh! What are you afraid of? Can the mere black fire still deal with us?"
But when the words of the cold soul fell, his face was slightly startled, and he said in amazement: "My strength is losing!"
"Not good! The black flame is devouring our power!" Kun Yun was shocked.
"Go!" Lenghun shouted angrily, the terrifying wind attribute energy exploded, and the terrifying storm was condensed around him.