Chapter 3517: The strength of the dragon soul

Dozens of ancient gods flew out, even if it was Emperor Ye Jun, the eyeballs would fly out.
The night and the fighting spirit trembled all over them.
The horrified eyes all fell on dozens of ancient gods' fingers.
Baihu and Huangfutian were frightened and sweating wildly, their expressions were a little frightened and pale.
"The white ancient pulls his finger, the black ancient pulls his finger!" Liu Qingyang and Jian Chou couldn't help exclaiming.
Where did Feng Wuchen come from so many ancient gods?
Is this not a joke?
"They are... on... the titled ancient gods of the ancient times!" Thousands of people stared at the dozens of ancient gods in a daze.
"Title ancient gods in the ancient times?" Ling Xiaoxiao and the others were shocked again.
The white tiger's throat rolled and said in horror: "And at that time, it was still the titled ancient who was personally assessed by the old pavilion master of the ancient pavilion!"
The titled ancient gods personally assessed by the old pavilion owner of the ancient pavilion!
How scary is that?
"The black titled ancient in the ancient times, I'm afraid it has already broken through the realm of the emperor!" The emperor Ye Jun said in shock.
Emperor Ye Jun was a black titled ancient in ancient times, and has now become the ancient emperor.
"The Great!" Everyone couldn't help taking a breath.
Dozens of ancient ancient gods pull fingers, of which 22 are black ancient gods pull fingers, and white ancient gods pull fingers have 13!
With twenty-two black ancient gods, how many will break through the realm of the emperor?
If all break through the realm of the emperor, how terrifying would it be?
The ancient emperor, even the ancient pavilion could not produce so many ancient emperors.
Feng Wuchen is not rare for the thirty-eight strong men of the Ancient God Pavilion, for a reason.
Feng Wuchen urges the bloodline power and injects it into thirty-five ancient gods' fingers.
At the same time, some information about the Great Sword Soul was sent.
"Buzz!"
For a time, every moment of the ancient god's pull finger exuded all kinds of bright light, extremely dazzling, and exuded extremely terrifying ancient atmosphere.
The breath alone is enough to shake the Dragon Soul Palace.
Sure enough, the ancient gods pull the finger!
"It really is an ancient titled ancient god!" Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes widened.
In a short while, waves of horror and fierce air were overwhelming.
At this moment, Baihu and the others held their breath.
Fighting Spirit and Night Curtain also held their breath, unblinking their eyes as they looked at the shining ancient with their fingers.
"call out!"
The first figure appears, the ancient emperor!
The second figure appears, the ancient emperor!
The third way...
Ninth way...
Eighteen ways...
Twenty-two figures appeared in phantom, all of them were the ancient emperors!
Twenty-two ancient emperors!
The terrifying air wave rolled, and everyone felt the overbearing hot breath.
Baihu and Douhun were all dumbfounded.
Ling Xiaoxiao and the others were dumbfounded, like stone statues.
At that moment, they only felt that they had been bombarded with madness, and their heads buzzed.
Even the Great Emperor Ye Jun was shocked.
Because these twenty-two ancient emperors have many people's strength above emperor Ye Jun!
Moreover, Emperor Ye Jun knew many people!
Shocked!
Very shocking!
Twenty-two ancient emperors, the ancient pavilion is definitely not available.
Even the Supreme Lord’s Temple may not be available.
However, this is not over yet.
With thirteen white ancient gods pulling fingers, the strong ones that appeared were all black titled ancient gods!
Yes, they are all black titled ancient gods!
There are even a few who have reached the peak, just half a step into the realm of the Great!
Thirty-five strong men are terrifying.
What are the thirty-eight strong men of the ancient pavilion?
Wind and dust is not rare, it is not rare!
Ling Xiaoxiao and the others were numb by the shock.
The Dragon Soul Palace was completely silent, with dull eyes, all looking at the thirty-five terrifying powerhouses.
"I slept for so many years, and I should wake up." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, looking at the 35 strong.
Thirty-five strong men are also looking at Feng Wuchen.
Obviously they all knew that Feng Wuchen was calling them.
"Everything obeys the Lord's orders!" Thirty-five strong men suddenly knelt down on one knee at the same time, with extremely respectful expressions.
"You seniors don't need to be polite, please hurry up." Feng Wuchen smiled happily.
The sudden scene frightened everyone in the Dragon Soul, and they became more and more bewildered.
Thirty-five strong men actually knelt down to Feng Wuchen.
Even called Feng Wuchen as the Lord.
Doesn't it mean that they are already Dragon Soul people?
If this is the case, the strength of the dragon soul is really not weak!
Twenty-two ancient emperors, plus Emperor Ye Jun, make up twenty-three. Isn't this weak?
This can completely crush ten ancient temples!
"The Great Emperor Aofeng!"
"Great Emperor Ling Tian!"
"Emperor Tianmen!"
"Emperor Shenxue!"
"..."
Emperor Ye Jun shouted one by one, his face filled with shock.
"Blood Demon Lord!" When they looked at Emperor Ye Jun, many ancient emperors were shocked and surprised.
Thirty-five powerful men were either rescued by the Great Sword Soul or under the guidance of the Great Sword Soul. They all knew the existence of the Blood Demon Lord.
The Great Emperor Ye Jun is a great disciple of the Great Sword Soul!
Would they not know?
It's just that Emperor Ye Jun didn't all know them.
"You are still alive! Great! Great!" Emperor Ye Jun was so excited that his eyes were wet.
Not seen for millions of years, no one can understand the joy.
"Now Dragon Soul has 23 great emperors, 18 black titled ancient gods, and thirty-nine white titled ancient gods. They are so powerful that they will never lose to the transcendent power of Pangu Realm!" Feng Wuchen majesty Tao, extremely domineering aura spread out.
Among them, gold and other titled ancient gods are not included.
With the addition of the ancient Dan Temple and the Shen Dan Pavilion, the strength has reached a very terrifying level.
"Twenty-three great emperors canonized the Dragon Soul God of War!"
"Eighteen black titled ancient gods canonized emperor soul and war god!"
"Thirty-nine white titled ancient gods can be named Profound Soul God of War!"
Feng Wuchen personally canonized the three war gods for them.
"Yes!" The emperor Ye Jun replied respectfully.
Feng Wuchen nodded in satisfaction, and said solemnly: "The Dragon Soul and War God went to the various heavens of Pangu Realm, secretly collect information on the major forces, and report to me at any time."
"Emperor Soul War God and Profound Soul War God, stay behind the Dragon Soul and hide your breath. I will help you break through the realm of the Great Emperor as soon as possible!"
"I want to fight from the first heaven to the 36th heaven, destroy the Supreme Lord's Temple, and take over the order of heaven and earth!"
The domineering and arrogant words made everyone excited.
"Yeah!" The emperor Ye Jun replied respectfully again, feeling the surging excitement.
The dragon soul war disappeared for the first time, and went to the various heavens of Pangu realm.
"The husband really wants to hit the Thirty-Six Heaven. He is an enemy of the Supreme Lord Temple. He really wants to destroy the Supreme Lord Temple!" Ling Xiaoxiao's heart set off a huge wave.
Dragon Soul's current strength is so terrifying, will he fear the Supreme Lord's Temple?
No need at all!