Chapter 3631: You will regret it

"Why don't you speak anymore? Where's the prestige just now?"
Jian Qiu's icy gaze glanced at Wanlifeng, with a dangerous sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Liu Qingyang then sneered: "You remember that you said that your strength is very strong, didn't you order us to be eliminated? Why didn't you move?"
Wanlifeng was so scared that his soul flew away, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.
In the previous battle, Wan Lifeng had already experienced Feng Wuchen's domineering and terrifying power. Now that a terrifying powerhouse has appeared, how can he not be afraid?
Tianluan Sacred Palace and a few powerful forces dare not let go.
The blue titled ancient was instantly killed, who would dare to be arrogant?
Give it back?
Does Dragon Soul need your chance?
A few blue titled ancient gods thought they were awesome?
The death of the great elder made them feel deeply desperate.
"Don't be too arrogant! Twenty Heaven has a more powerful force than Tianluan Sacred Palace!" A young master suddenly shouted angrily.
"That's right! The Hall of Illusory Wind is a great power to sit down in the Temple of the Supreme Lord!" Another Young Master yelled.
Hearing the four words of Hall of Fantasy Wind, Palace Master Tianluan and Wanlifeng were shocked at the same time!
Yup! There is also the Hall of Fantasy Wind!
The Hall of Fantasy Wind is the overlord of the Twenty Heavens!
A pair of eyes changed from bleak to lustrous and excited!
This is their hope!
Because of the impact of intense fear, they had forgotten the existence of the Hall of Fantasy Wind.
The Hall of Illusory Wind is terrifying, with a purple titled ancient god, and might be able to contend with the mysterious powerhouse of Dragon Soul.
Besides, there is the Supreme Lord Temple behind it!
Destroying the dragon soul is easy!
No matter how powerful the dragon soul is, can it still compete with the Supreme Lord's Temple?
I don't believe it!
"Yes! There is also the Hall of Illusory Wind! The Hall of Illusory Wind is the real overlord of the Twenty Heavens!"
"Hallmaster of Fantasy Wind is a purple titled ancient god, powerful, and surely able to deal with dragon souls!"
"The magical wind temple will be able to defeat the dragon soul lord and destroy the dragon soul!"
Everyone talked, their faces were full of excitement and ecstasy.
Seeing hope in deep despair is undoubtedly the feeling of returning from to heaven. It is extremely happy.
"Palace Master Tianluan, report it to the Master of the Hallucination Wind!" An elder hurriedly shouted, looking like he had smashed into the dragon soul.
"Palace Master Tianluan, Illusory Wind Temple's move will definitely destroy the Dragon Soul!" A hall master shouted, the panic in his heart disappeared a lot.
Several powerful forces are extremely excited.
"Illusory Wind Temple?" Feng Wuchen grinned, his icy eyes swept towards Wanlifeng, and Feng Wuchen continued: "Wanlifeng, do you have a good relationship with Illusory Wind Temple? I'll give you one more chance. The strong wind temple called."
"Huh! Brat! You will regret it! I promise!" Wan Lifeng said fiercely, his fear completely disappeared.
Behind the Hall of Illusory Wind is backed by the Supreme Lord Temple, and the Dragon Soul is looking for death!
"Let you call you, the Lord now gives you a chance, don't cherish it." Jian Qiu sneered.
Wan Lifeng was about to refute, but was stopped by the gloomy Palace Master Tianluan, and then sent a message to the Palace Master of Illusion Wind Temple.
...
Hall of Fantasy Wind.
"Oh? Is the dragon soul so powerful? Even Wan Qiyun can't handle it."
In the hall, a black robe old man suddenly spoke in surprise.
This person is Nie Dugu, the master of the Hall of Fantasy Wind.
Nie Gutzu has reached the realm of the purple titled ancient god, with a restrained and deeply settled breath, just like an old pine standing on a majestic peak, letting you be beaten by the wind and rain, staying still.
There is also a majestic momentum that is not angry and presumptuous, which makes one dare not to underestimate it.
Nie Guong looked like a kind old face, but he was a cruel man with extremely brutal methods.
Each of the enemies who died in his hands died with endless fear.
"Wan Qiyun can't deal with the dragon soul?" In the hall, the elders and high-level officials showed incredible expressions.
Tianluan Sacred Palace is powerful, but it can't deal with the dragon soul.
Doesn't this mean that the Dragon Soul has a stronger titled ancient god?
"This dragon soul only came from the first heaven. It is already a miracle to be able to hit the nineteenth heaven. Now that even Tianluan Saint Palace can't deal with it, how can it have such a powerful strength?" The elder frowned and wondered.
Everyone was quite puzzled.
"There was news from Wan Qiyun that the Dragon Soul Lord is only a green titled ancient god, but he can defeat the cyan titled ancient Wanlifeng. This person has a very powerful bloodline power." Nie said indifferently.
"In this way, it is not the Dragon Soul Lord that makes Wan Qiyun jealous, but someone else. I am afraid that the cultivation base is equivalent to that of the Lord, and he is also a purple titled ancient realm." An elder guessed.
"Well, let's go, let's see what strength this dragon soul has." Nie lonely nodded, a frightening glow flashed through his old eyes.
When the words fell, Nie Guonely waved his hand, and the upper level of the hall disappeared out of thin air.
When they reappeared, they were silent in the sky above Hunyuan Temple.
A breath of suffocating terror spread.
Especially Nie Solitary, that kind of invincible aura, made people feel extremely frightened.
The cultivation base of the purple titled ancient is very terrifying.
"Hallmaster of Illusion Wind!" Wan Qiyun and several high-ranking powers saluted respectfully.
The closeness of Nie Guong and the three elders and many high-level leaders can be said to have completely relieved Wan Qiyun and the others.
At the same time very excited.
It's finally time to get out of the bad breath.
"Smelly boy, I see how arrogant you are! Even if Nie is alone can't deal with you, but if you offend Nie, no one can save the dragon soul!" Wan Lifeng sneered proudly in his heart.
The very few masters are all gloating and triumphant.
They all seemed to have seen the tragic end of Dragon Soul.
Nie Guong nodded slightly, his old eyes swept towards the people in Hunyuan Temple.
Wan Qiyun said solemnly: "Dragon Soul has a mysterious powerhouse who killed Elder Li in an instant. It should be a purple titled ancient god."
"I heard that the strength of the Dragon Soul is very powerful, and the Lord of the Palace is really curious." Nie Gulu smiled lightly: "I don't know who is the Lord of the Dragon Soul?"
"I am." Feng Wuchen said lightly, without a change in his face.
Even if I could see Nie's solitary cultivation base, there was no fear at all.
Nie Solitude and the upper levels of the Hall of Fantasy Wind looked towards Feng Wuchen at the same time.
It's okay not to look at it. At first glance, everyone was scared to death!
"It's him!" Nie Guong's old eyes bulged out instantly, terrified!
"That's right! It's him! It's really him!" The Great Elder couldn't help exclaiming, panicking, as if he had seen a ghost.
"He...he is actually the Lord of Dragon Soul!" The second elder trembled all over, his old face extremely pale.
Seeing the shocking and horrified expressions of Nie and others, Wan Qiyun and the others were all dumbfounded.
What's happening here?
Does the dragon soul frighten them so much?