Chapter 1830: bloody battle

"Buzz!"
An extremely terrifying amount of violent violence bursts out of Futian's body, and a strange black energy lingers around Futian's body in a demonized gesture.
"This is... the power of the beast soul!" Feng Wuchen couldn't help being shocked.
Feng Wuchen himself has three beast souls, so he is very familiar with the breath of beast souls.
"Unexpectedly, there is such a powerful beast soul hidden in this kid! Little dust, be careful, the strength of this beast soul is very powerful." Tian Sha said.
"Then...what kind of power is that? How could there be such a terrifying power in Futian?" Duan Muxuan and Xiaoyao Aotian's pupils shrank suddenly, terrified.
"The power of the beast soul! There is a beast soul in Futian!" Tianzu exclaimed.
"What? Beast soul?" Mu Honglian and the others were shocked and sweaty.
Liu Wuhen frowned and said: "It is indeed the power of the beast soul. The beast soul in Futian has at least reached the realm of the Eight-Star God Sovereign. Otherwise, Futian, who was seriously injured, would not be able to explode with such terrible power."
"How is this possible? Where did he get the beast soul?" Duan Muxuan was so shocked that he had petrified on the spot.
The violent power of the beast soul is constantly surging, and Futian's breath soars rapidly, reaching the realm of the six-star god.
In addition, the surface of Futian's body is also condensed from black energy to a huge and hideous beast, with blood flashing in his eyes, full of terrifying bloodthirsty aura.
Even if Futian breaks one arm and wastes one arm, he can control the giant arm of the beast with his mind.
"Feng Wuchen, I told you, you can't kill me!" Futian said with a grinning smile.
Hearing this, Feng Wuchensen said coldly: "That's not necessarily. Your body can no longer withstand the pressure of this power. Even if you have the power of the beast soul, you can't beat me. Your power will soon disappear."
"Stop talking nonsense! Show your magic! I will take out my strongest law to defeat you! I will kill you again!" Futian shouted angrily, apparently knowing his current situation.
"Xianjue! The hammer of God's punishment!"
Futian relied on the huge arms of the beast soul to form a mark, and finally roared, a huge dark hammer condensed on the void, full of shock.
"call out!"
"Buzz!"
The huge dark hammer smashed into Feng Wuchen fiercely and ruthlessly, violent and frightened.
At this moment, everyone in the Wushuang Temple held their breath, their faces full of horror.
"Roar!"
The dark behemoth roared suddenly, and then separated from Futian's body, and rushed out fiercely, with a huge mouth with open fangs, as if it was about to swallow the wind without dust.
"As you wish!" Feng Wuchensen said coldly.
Futian urged the power of the beast soul, and Feng Wuchen did not dare to underestimate it.
"The phantom of the gods and dragons soul!"
Feng Wuchen made a mark on his hands and snorted coldly.
"Roar!"
The sound of the dragon's roar sounded abruptly, and a huge dragon illusion condensed on the surface of Feng Wuchen's body, with a vast momentum, like a true dragon came out.
As soon as the Dragon God appeared, Qianshan screamed!
The noble breath crushes the dark behemoth.
This is Feng Wuchen's most powerful defense method.
Situ Hao looked horrified and said, "Then...what kind of beast is that?"
"Dragon...Is that the dragon in the Forgotten Land? How does it feel so scary?" Duan Muxuan trembled.
"It's terrible...Never seen such a behemoth..." Everyone in the Wushuang Temple widened their eyes and their faces were full of horror.
The Dragon God Race does not exist in the God Realm, they have only heard of it, they have never seen it, and they know it is an inferior race.
"Trash beast soul, dare to be my enemy! I will show you what is the strongest beast soul!" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, staring fiercely at the dark beast rushing.
"Dragon God! Swallowing Python! Kylin!"
Feng Wuchen immediately screamed, summoning three beasts and souls.
"Hohoho!"
"Buzz!"
Three earth-shattering roars suddenly sounded in this world, like ancient fierce beasts waking up from a deep sleep, with a monstrous aura, bursts of violent power erupted, shaking the void.
In a short while, three huge energy behemoths condensed above Feng Wuchen.
"Three...three soul beasts..." Futian couldn't help but widened his eyes, completely confused.
Three terrifying beasts, Futian has never seen them before.
"Guru..."
Everyone in the Wushuang Temple swallowed in horror.
"Dust... Little Dust is too terrible, right? Three soul beasts..." Xu Feng sat paralyzed on the ground in fright, unable to withstand the terrible pressure.
"What kind of fierce beast is this? Why are their auras so terrible? And they are all ancient auras. Is it possible that they are ancient fierce beasts?" Ye Ming was finally unable to calm down at this moment, his old face was petrified.
"Hohoho!"
The dragon god, the swallowing python, and the three great unicorns roared and rushed out frantically.
The picture is extremely magnificent, with great visual impact, and it is extremely shocking!
Although the power of the three-headed beast is not as good as the dark behemoth, as an ancient beast, he is not afraid of it.
Three on one!
The three-headed beast and the dark behemoth fought wildly and bitterly.
The battle scene was extremely cruel, and even if the king of the gods saw it, he felt a chill.
Bloody battle between life and death, battle between beast souls, this is definitely the purest and most intense battle everyone has ever seen.
An exciting battle!
"Shen Jue! The Ice Dragon is born!"
At the same time, Feng Wuchen made a seal on his hands and immediately shouted.
"Roar!"
Another dragon roar resounded throughout the world, a huge ice dragon of thousands of feet appeared out of thin air, exuding an incomparably domineering atmosphere of ice, blood-red eyes, intriguing, and full of endless pressure.
Seeing Feng Wuchen cast the Ice Dragon descending to the world again, everyone in the Wushuang Temple was still extremely shocked.
No one can believe that the inferior races in the Forgotten Land are so domineering and terrifying!
At this moment, everyone began to have doubts in their hearts.
Are the races of the Forgotten Lands really inferior?
"Go!" Feng Wuchen waved his hand, the ice dragon waved its tail, and flew out with a force of destruction.
"Futian, how many gods can you resist me?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.
"What?" Futian Petrochemical's expression gave a sudden shock.
"Shen tactics! Nine reprints of the ice soul!" Feng Wuchen's hands were sealed again, consuming his gods madly, and then used the tactics again.
"Buzz!"
Above the void, a huge energy seal of thousands of meters was condensed, and Feng Wuchen waved his hand again, and the energy seal smashed up mercilessly.
"boom!"
"puff!"
The surging ice dragon forcibly smashed Futian's dark giant hammer to pieces, completely vulnerable to a blow, and shook Futian's mouth with blood.
"Futian! Go on the road!" Feng Wuchen shouted.
The ice dragon and the energy seal smashed into Futian fiercely and ruthlessly, the power of the two gods, Futian was absolutely powerless to resist!
At this moment, Futian was full of horror and was completely shocked.
"Beast Soul Bodyguard!" Futian shouted anxiously.