Chapter 977: Snatch the power of Swire

Mo Ling'er's words accidentally touched Feng Wuchen's heart.
"Brother Feng, Ling'er will marry you when he grows up."
"Brother Feng is the best to Ling'er. Wherever Brother Feng goes, Ling'er will go."
"Brother Feng, you will definitely become a strong man, Linger believes in you!"
In the depths of Feng Wuchen's heart, he recalled the memories with Mo Linger, and a trace of grief quietly came to his heart.
"Mo Ling'er, you are wrong, you and I have been cut off, let my brother and them go quickly, for the sake of acquaintance, I will spare you not to die." Feng Wuchen said solemnly, still unable to do anything.
"Sure enough, you still reluctant to kill me, because you have loved me deeply, even if you now have Ling Xiaoxiao, you will never forget me!" Mo Linger smiled miserably, smiling very sadly.
Feng Wuchen said solemnly: "What I can't forget is the insult and pain you brought me!"
"Then you kill me, so you will be happy, and you can also avenge your two brothers." Mo Linger said with all his heart, Feng Wuchen's strength is too strong, she has no resistance at all.
"Don't force me anymore and let my two brothers go!" Feng Wuchen shouted coldly, as if he had lost his patience, but Feng Wuchen was not sure whether his two brothers were alive, and he dared not kill him.
"You don't kill me! I'll kill you!" Mo Linger shouted in vain, and the magic sword in his hand stabbed Feng Wuchen's chest mercilessly.
Feng Wuchen noticed it, and immediately released his hand and backed away, avoiding Mo Linger's sword in a thrilling manner.
"Feng Wuchen! Go to death!" Mo Linger burst out with the magic sword in his hand.
"Humph!" Feng Wuchen snorted fiercely, his right hand condensed terrible power, and then blasted out with a punch.
"boom!"
"puff!"
The domineering force forcibly defeated Mo Ling'er's power, spitting blood out of his mouth, and shot Mo Ling'er upside down, leaving the magic sword in his hand.
"Why didn't you kill me? Why?" Mo Linger shouted angrily.
"Mo Ling'er, you still have time to turn around now." Feng Wuchensen said coldly.
"Feng Wuchen, your cultivation has improved a lot. It is really shocking." At this moment, Feng Wuchen heard a sneer.
"Blood Demon!" Feng Wuchen frowned deeply.
"Blood Demon Protector?" The injured Mo Linger was slightly startled, and the appearance of the Blood Demon seemed to surprise her.
A strange black mist suddenly appeared behind Feng Wuchen, condensing the appearance of a bleeding demon.
"I guessed you would appear." Feng Wuchensen said coldly, his expression extremely solemn.
"Feng Wuchen, hand over the Primordial power obediently, this protector will spare you not to die." The blood demon shouted coldly, and at the same time, he had already launched an attack, and must capture Feng Wuchen alive in the first place.
But at the moment when the Gorefiend approached Feng Wuchen, Feng Wuchen's figure disappeared out of thin air.
"The power of space!" The blood demon was taken aback for a moment, and this grasp had failed.
"I can guess that you will show up. Will I be unprepared? If you want to seize my Primordial power, you still have to look at your ability." Feng Wuchensen said coldly, with no fear on his face.
"call out!"
The blood demon failed, the Yanlong figure appeared immediately, and the extremely terrifying aura rolled away.
Yanlong had already noticed the moment the blood demon appeared.
"Mo Ling'er, your task has been completed, go back." The Gorefiend glanced at Mo Ling'er not far away.
"Blood Demon Guardian, didn't you let me deal with Feng Wuchen by myself?" Mo Ling'er asked suspiciously, but now it seems that she was just being used.
The blood demon didn't pay any attention, and the cold and fierce gaze swept towards Yanlong.
"Yanlong, come on, let's see how hard you are during this period of time!" The blood demon drama abused the evil smile, and immediately launched a fierce offensive against Yanlong.
"Master, be careful, the Demon Race uses Mo Ling'er to draw you out, the purpose is for the Primordial Power, there must be others." Yanlong said through the sound, and at the same time, unwilling to show weakness, greet the Gorefiend.
Sure enough, after the blood demon was blocked by the flame dragon, two weird black mists appeared out of thin air, condensing two powerful demons.
"Feng Wuchen! Hand over Primordial Power!" The two of them just appeared, and they rushed to Feng Wuchen at the same time, one of them shouted angrily.
The people here are the second elder Mofeng and the third elder of the Demon Clan.
"Buzz!"
Feng Wuchen's figure exploded, and at the same time, he urged the power of extinction and the power of the second stage of the Supreme Body. The two artifacts of Qilin Battle Armor and Dragon God's Fist were sacrificed, and Feng Wuchen's power instantly rose from the Transcendent Realm. To the state of the six peaks of the gods of transformation.
"Sixth peak of the Transcendent God Realm?" Feeling the overbearing and terrifying breath of Feng Wuchen, the expressions of the two Mo Feng changed dramatically.
"This... how is this possible..." Mo Ling'er was stunned, unable to believe that Feng Wuchen had such a terrifying power.
"Elder Mofeng, it seems that you have forgotten the horror of Wuhuo." Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, Wuhuo urged it out, Feng Wuchen waved without hesitation.
"call out!"
A black fire dragon shot out fiercely, aggressively, and wherever it passed, the terrifying icy breath condensed the space into ice.
"Wu Huo!" Mo Feng's old face changed drastically, and was terrified. Even if the two of them flashed back, they did not dare to approach Wu Huo.
"You are here to die!" Feng Wuchen said fiercely. The force of time urged it out. Feng Wuchen stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The two of Mofeng were instantly trapped, and their movements slowed down dozens of times.
The two Mofeng were trapped, and Feng Wuchen immediately launched a counterattack.
Demon clan powerhouse, can kill one and count one.
"This breath is..." But at the moment Feng Wuchen started his hand, he sensed a terrifying breath in vain.
"Master, be careful, it's a villain!" Yanlong's voice came in vain.
"Feng Wuchen! Take your life!" An earth-shaking anger sounded in vain, and saw a huge giant of hundreds of meters appear out of thin air, with an extremely huge fist, fiercely slamming towards Feng Wuchen.
"Fu Chenzi, the great guardian of the wicked race." Feng Wuchen was shocked, his eyes widened and looked at the huge and terrifying fist.
"Prince Dragon God Fist!"
Feng Wuchen didn't dare to be careless, and didn't have time to think, immediately urging his power to use his martial arts.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz!"
Feng Wuchen shot frantically, thousands of terrifying fists slammed into the giant fists frantically, and the deafening explosion was endless, and the energy of destruction wrote the power of destruction madly rolled away.
"boom!"
"puff!"
However, Feng Wuchen's attack didn't work at all. In the end, in the giant boxing, with a bang, Feng Wuchen vomited blood on the spot, and his body flew out like a cannonball.
"Boom boom boom!"
The figure flying out of the wind and dust, wherever it passed, the majestic and atmospheric peaks were destroyed by holes, and countless rocks fell.
"The power of the sixth peak of the Transcendent God Realm is still too weak." Fu Chenzi sneered arrogantly.