Chapter 2111: Hundreds of thousands of strong

"Shoo hoo!"
The main god, the leaders of the seven forces, and the high-level officials of [Literature Museum www.wxguan.info] appeared for a moment, and then a large group of strong men appeared one after another.
The Great Lord Temple and the seven powerful forces are here, with hundreds of thousands of people, and the lineup is extremely terrifying.
Not to mention the cultivation base of the strong, hundreds of thousands alone have sufficient deterrence.
"Welcome to the Dragon Temple, so many people are really flattering me. It's a pity that the Dragon Temple can't accommodate so many people." Looking at the hundreds of thousands of powerful people in the void, Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, without fear meaning.
Seeing the Great Lord God and others appearing, Feng Wuchen guessed that the Mie Emperor and the others were already fierce, and he could also see that the Lord God's cultivation base had been improved.
"Feng Wuchen." Lord Shensen's cold eyes stared at Feng Wuchen like a poisonous snake.
Feng Wuchen grinned, as if there was no pressure at all.
"The hall... the hall master... he... who are they?" Ye Ming was extremely frightened, trembling all over, frightened to death.
"You go back to the Star Soul Realm first, don't die in vain." Feng Wuchen said to Ye Ming.
"Yes!" Ye Ming shook his body into the teleportation formation without hesitation, but no one stopped him.
In the realm of the emperor, there is no threat, and the main gods are not in the eyes.
"Is this kid Feng Wuchen?" The seven power leaders are all looking at Feng Wuchen. They have heard of Feng Wuchen's existence, but they have never seen it.
"Smelly boy, where is the Great Elder of the Holy Soul Temple?" Mu Xuanshansen, the master of the Holy Soul Temple, asked coldly, murderously.
"Are you alone in the Dragon Temple? Where is Shan Tong?" The Lord God stared at Feng Wuchen and asked Sen Leng.
"Did you see anyone else? Why? Are you so afraid of single pupils?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer, and then grabbed the weakened Zuo Shitian and flew out directly.
The entire Dragon Temple was deserted, and there was only Feng Wuchen alone.
"Great Elder!" Seeing Zuo Shitian who was seriously injured and weak, all the seniors of the Holy Soul Temple were full of anger and murderous intent.
"Elder Zuo Shitian is a great master god-level alchemist, or the realm of an eight-star master god, who can hurt him like this? Could it be the ancient powerhouse?" Qiu Dingfeng, the master of the Xuansheng Gate frowned.
The patriarch of the Ming clan, Ming Huangsen, said coldly: "In addition to the ancient powerhouse, who else in the Dragon Temple can deal with Elder Zuo Shitian? I don't have the ability to hide the five powerful masters in the dark."
"Is the ancient strong in the Dragon Temple? I can't sense the slightest ancient aura." Leng Moxie, the master of the Shadow Luo Temple frowned.
The five great master gods hidden in the dark were all shocked, unexpectedly that the other party had noticed their existence a long time ago.
"Be careful, everyone, Feng Wuchen can control the fire poison of the alchemist!" the weak Zuo Shitian shouted.
"What? Control the fire?" Hundreds of thousands of powerful people were shocked, especially alchemists, their eyes full of panic.
"Is it because the big elder was injured because the poison was controlled by this stinky boy?" a master god-level alchemist asked in horror.
"Feng Wuchen, let go of the Great Elder soon!" Mu Xuanshan, the lord of the Holy Soul Temple, shouted angrily.
"Did any of you see me tied him?" Feng Wuchen asked back.
Mu Xuanshan, the lord of the Holy Soul Temple, frowned slightly, and immediately waved, and the weak Zuo Shitian flew up.
"Peng!"
At that moment, Zuo Shitian's pale old face changed drastically, followed by a muffled sound, thick smoke and fire burning on the surface of his body at the same time, and extremely terrifying fire and poison energy swept wildly.
"Hall Master, stop! Stop!" Zuo Shitian was horrified, and roared out of the pain swallowed by fire.
Mu Xuanshan looked shocked and quickly withdrew his strength, Zuo Shitian fell directly from the air and smashed it on the Dragon Temple square.
"Ah..." Zuo Shitian screamed in pain.
"hiss......"
Seeing this scene, hundreds of thousands of powerful people all gasped in horror, and everyone couldn't help shaking, and the whole body felt chilly.
The many strong people present at this moment are secretly thanking that they are not an alchemist, and it is definitely the first time in their lives that they feel this way.
"This...what's going on? What did that kid do? The fire poison of Elder Zuo broke out in an instant." A god-level alchemist said in horror.
The patriarch of the Ming clan Minghuang said: "It's not easy, the fire poison of the main god-level alchemist can also be controlled, no wonder Zuo Shitian will be planted in his hands."
"The special breath just now should be the power to control the fire poison." Zhaoxingchen frowned deeply.
Jing Yan nodded slightly: "I shouldn't be wrong. I didn't expect this kid to have such a method."
"Shan Tong! Can you hear me?" Feng Wuchen asked, facing hundreds of thousands of powerful people, Feng Wuchen didn't know how long it could last.
Unfortunately, Shan Tong has not responded to Feng Wuchen's call.
"Feng Wuchen, stop!" Mu Xuanshan shouted angrily.
Feng Wuchen sneered and said: "If you don't want him to be swallowed to death by fire poison, the Holy Soul Temple will roll away!"
"You!" Mu Xuanshan was furious, but was speechless.
Zuo Shitian is the great elder of the Holy Soul Temple, and he is also a great master god-level alchemist. His status is transcendent, and the Holy Soul Temple is absolutely inseparable from Zuo Shitian.
The icy gaze swept away from the seven powerful forces, and Feng Wuchen sneered: "There are many alchemists on the scene, and the seven powers are all, God Emperor level, God Sovereign level, Lord God level, so many."
Whenever Feng Wuchen's icy eyes were swept across, the alchemists were all shocked and their souls flew away.
Zuo Shitian was powerless, let alone them.
"Huitian, kill Feng Wuchen, don't give any chance, as long as he dies, he will not be able to control Huo Po." Lord Shen Sen Leng ordered.
"Yes!" Huitian respectfully ordered, Sen Leng's eyes swept towards Feng Wuchen.
"call out!"
"boom!"
"Buzz!"
Huitian swooped down, the speed surpassed the speed of sound, the sonic boom seemed to tear the void, and then there was a blast, the square collapsed by the terrifying force, dozens of terrible cracks opened their teeth and claws tore, one after another. The palace fell apart.
"Oh? I actually avoided it! What a miraculous posture!" Bai Yunqi said in surprise.
"The old man didn't even see when he was transferred." An elder in the realm of Great Lord God frowned, secretly shocked.
"Only by this magical body technique, it is enough to see that this child is definitely not a thing in the pool." Mu Xuanshan praised.
"Sing Tong! Can you hear me? Answer me quickly!" Feng Wuchen shouted, secretly anxious.
"Dragon God Clan imp, are you in a hurry?" The Chaos Gorefiend sneered with smirk.
"If I die, you won't be able to live!" Feng Wuchen Chuanyin shouted angrily.
"That's not necessarily!" Chaos Gorefiend sneered.
"call out!"
For an instant, Huitian appeared abruptly behind Feng Wuchen, and Sen said coldly: "Although your body is magical, the speed of the commander is higher than you, so obediently die!"