Chapter 2285: Donghuang Wuji

"Guinu, are you here to die?"
The badly injured Miexun scolded angrily and glared at the badly injured ghost slave.
"You think I'm willing to come, if I don't come, can you stop him?" Guinu smiled helplessly.
If the ghost slave didn't make a move, Zhu Yuya's palm would have killed his soul.
"Can you keep it once, can you keep it the second time?" Zhu Yuya said coldly. In his eyes, Mie Hun and Gui Nu were already dead.
"Master Destroyer can't stop even a punch!"
"One punch can severely injure two transforming saints! This...isn't it too terrible?"
"Senior Shan Tong is not here, we are not their opponents at all!"
Seeing Mie Hun was hit hard, everyone's hearts instantly sank to the bottom.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz!"
Fenghunshan tried his best to fight against a strong man in the holy world, and the sound of earth-shaking collisions was endless, and the space of the seven gods was like a magnitude twelve earthquake.
"Your strength is okay. Except Lord Zhusha, you are the strongest here, but for me, you are still too weak!" The Saint Realm powerhouse sneered coldly, and didn't take the Phoenix Soul at all. Mountain is in sight.
Fenghunshan's face was gloomy, but he was speechless.
After all, what people said was right.
Fenghunshan knows his situation very well, I am afraid it will not last long.
The Bilin Feitian Python and other powerful sages have also tried their best, and various magic weapons and magic decisions have emerged one after another.
But even so, it still cannot turn things around.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Puff puff!"
The Holy Realm Heavenly Demon Race expert made a move. In less than five minutes, the Thousand Souls and other Transformation Holy Experts were severely injured.
"boom!"
"puff!"
Even the strongest Fenghun Mountain was hit hard by the palm of his opponent in the end, half of his body was gone, blood flowed wildly.
That tragic picture is enough to scare people to death.
The Bilin Flying Python possesses an extremely powerful body, and its real body has been destroyed at this moment.
The weak and weak transforming saint strong, fainted on the spot.
More than two dozen strong Saints were either seriously injured and fainted or unable to get up.
You know, the powerhouses of the Holy Realm Heavenly Demon Race have not yet given their full strength.
Seeing this scene, everyone panicked, and instantly felt that they had fallen into eighteen layers of hell, and the whole world was plunged into darkness, what a fear, what a despair.
"Big Brother Feng, they are too strong, what should I do? Senior Shan Tong hasn't come back yet?" Liu Qingyang trembled, anger and fear.
"Leader, is there no other way?" Yi Tianqing stared at Void in horror, feeling intense despair for the first time.
Feng Wuchen clenched his fists, his expression gloomy, but helpless.
"Brother Feng." Ling Xiaoxiao grasped Feng Wuchen's fist and panicked.
Single pupil was unable to come to support, and more than 20 Huasheng suffered severe injuries, which was undoubtedly a fatal blow to them.
"It's okay, I am here." Feng Wuchen smiled softly.
"Hey..." Long Tianqiu sighed helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that we can only get there."
In one sentence, it contains how much unwillingness and helplessness.
The twenty-odd Huasheng were defeated, and the single pupil did not appear in the end. Such a blow made the millions of troops lost their fighting spirit.
Fear, despair, unwillingness, worry, etc., filled all the faces.
On the other hand, Mu Xuanshan and the others are full of excitement and excitement. This day has been too long for them.
Whenever they can see the panic and despair on Feng Wuchen's faces, Mu Xuanshan and the others will feel endless ecstasy.
"Huasheng Realm, is it so weak?" A strong Saint Realm contemptuously said, with an arrogant expression on his face.
This is the biggest insult to the powerful Saints!
But what can I do?
"Destroying the soul, I will send you on the road now! You are dead, they will definitely be more fearful and desperate!" Zhu Yuya sneered, slowly raised his arm, and immediately pointed out.
"call out!"
"Buzz!"
A beam of cyan energy as thick as an arm burst out, rushing to the severely injured Mie Soul like lightning.
"Master, be careful!" Mie Di's old face changed drastically and suddenly shouted.
"Damn it!" Feng Wuchen cursed, and immediately used his teleport to save people.
"Brother Feng, be careful!" Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face changed drastically.
"Chen'er!" Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing were also taken aback.
Mie Hun was seriously injured and was unable to avoid Zhu Yuya's attack. If he didn't save people, Mie Hun would definitely die.
"Feng Wuchen, are you looking for death?" Xu Mie said fiercely, narrowing his eyes and flashing out immediately.
"roll!"
"puff!"
Xu Mie didn't know Feng Wuchen's location, and he shouted angrily, and the terrifying coercion broke out, and Feng Wuchen spit blood out of his mouth, and his figure just came to Mie Hun's side, but it was a pity that he didn't have time to save.
"Brother Feng!"
"Brother Feng!"
"Chen'er!"
Everyone in the Dragon Temple paled in shock, Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing were so scared that their souls flew away, their faces pale, their bodies trembled, and despair to the extreme.
"Long Er!" Long Mother yelled in horror and despair, with great grief.
"Little friend Feng, go!" Miehun shouted anxiously.
Unfortunately, it is too late.
"Huh! Can you go? Since you are here, I just killed you together!" Zhu Yuya sneered.
"Reincarnation Shadowless Sword."
Just as the terrifying cyan energy beam approached, an old and rather majestic shout sounded, followed by a very devastating sword light, bursting out with the power of destroying the dead.
A sword glow changed the color of the world and shook the sky.
"Master!" Ye Jianying was suddenly overjoyed.
"East Emperor Wuji!" Mie Hun and Gui Nu were shocked.
Feng Wuchen was taken aback, and said in shock: "East Emperor Wuji? Isn't that Ye Jianying's master?"
"Boom!"
"Buzz!"
The terrifying sword light collided with the cyan energy, and exploded when hit, deafening, and the energy ripples of destruction rolled unscrupulously.
In the next second, before Mie Hun and Feng Wuchen, there was already an old man with white beard and hair.
The old man is quite immortal, and he is Donghuang Wuji, a well-deserved sword master in the Seven God Realms!
The sword just now was extremely powerful, enough to show that the strength of Donghuang Wuji was the strongest in the world in the Seven God Realms.
Donghuang Wuji is definitely the closest person to the ascending holy realm.
The shocked eyes of the Dragon Temple and the powerhouses of the Temporal God Realm fell on Donghuang Wuji.
All the sages present here and the strong master of the main recognize the old man in front of him, and everyone's eyes are full of respect.
"The disciple sees Master!" Ye Jianying immediately knelt down respectfully.
"Well, get up." Donghuang Wuji smiled indifferently: "Xiaoying, I did a good job."
Zhu Yuya stared at Donghuang Wuji coldly, and said: "The old guy is a little capable, and the sword art is not bad, but it's a pity that you are here to die."
"Dong Huang Wuji! You really did it." Zhu Shasen said coldly, his old eyes narrowed slightly. Obviously, he had expected Dong Huang Wuji not to stand by.