Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2626 Sun Moon Universe Furnace! (2 more)
"Naturally looking for what the Palace Master needs!"

Bai Feng snorted coldly, "The Palace Master has been looking for that thing for hundreds of years. As long as he gets this thing, the growth of my Hall of Thousand Souls will definitely be unstoppable!"

As he said that, Bai Fenghan took out a map, and drew some densely packed patterns on the map, and drew an emphatic symbol at the intersection of various messy patterns.

"The Sun Moon Cosmic Furnace is here. As long as I get this thing, in a short period of time, I can create a large number of saint-level powerhouses in the Hall of All Souls. At that time, what is a mere temple of witches?"

Bai Fenghan laughed grimly.

"It's a pity that the rubbing crystal stone of Qianyang Jiulian was taken away by that kid from the Mingguang Palace, and even Guardian Liang died tragically in his hands."

The young man in purple said with hatred.

Bai Fenghan flicked his sleeves, "That kid is not easy, I'm afraid we are not opponents, but I have already asked the main altar for help, there must have been many nine-star protectors who intercepted that kid when he returned to Mingguang City."

"With the Nine-Star Protector taking action, it is natural to be sure!"

The purple-clothed youth laughed loudly, "So, with the Sun Moon Qiankun Furnace and Qianyang Jiulian in hand, my Wanling Temple will surely dominate the Southern Wuyu Territory forever!"

"Okay, there's no need to talk about these nonsense!"

Bai Fenghan looked back at the subordinates behind him, and said slowly: "Little Wushan is not big, let's act quickly, lest other people get there first!"

Not long after, Bai Fenghan led the disciples of the Hall of All Souls, and quickly found the place where the Sun Moon Qiankun Furnace was buried.

Little Wu Mountain is originally the relic of the ancient Wu Clan's sect. Although most of the descendants of the Wu Clan came here to find all kinds of witchcraft of the ancient Wu Clan, there are also some people who have other intentions.

However, it is not easy to seize such a treasure as the Sun Moon Cosmic Furnace from Xiaowushan.

The place where the Sun Moon Cosmic Furnace is stored is even more complicated, if you are not careful, you may be a dead end.

Therefore, even though Bai Fenghan and his party were prepared, by the time they actually saw the Sun Moon Cosmic Furnace, most of them had already been killed or injured!

But fortunately, now, the Sun Moon Cosmic Furnace is right in front of you!
"It's finally going to succeed!"

There was a smile on the corner of Bai Fenghan's mouth, although he paid a lot for this thing, but fortunately, all the sacrifices were not in vain.

Bai Fenghan took a step forward and strode towards the Sun Moon Qiankun Furnace.

His eyes were full of scorching heat.

He seemed to have seen the reward given to him by the master of the Hall of All Souls. He seemed to have seen that the Hall of All Souls had completely defeated the Temple of the Witch God and replaced it to dominate the entire Southern Witch Territory.

And he will be under one person and above ten thousand people!

However, the next moment, the Sun Moon Cosmic Furnace in front of him disappeared!

That's right, with just a "swoosh" in front of my eyes, it suddenly disappeared.

Disappeared completely, disappeared without a trace, as if, never appeared!
"how is this possible!"

Bai Fenghan was completely stunned, dumbfounded, they paid a huge price for the furnace of the sun, the moon and the universe, but the treasure that was about to be obtained disappeared like this?

All the followers of the Hall of Souls were also dumbfounded.

How could such a good thing disappear out of thin air?

At the same time, in another space besides Xiaowu Mountain, Ling Feng sat on the throne of Wuzu, with his legs crossed, looking at everything in front of him with a smile, and in his hand, he was playing with a human-sized stove.

This is the Sun Moon Universe Furnace.

The Twelve Witch Gods were right. Sitting here, he was like the master of the entire Little Wu Mountain. Whatever he wanted, a single thought, could be directly sent to his hands.

Everything, whatever you want.

Seeing that Bai Fenghan and the others were about to succeed, Ling Feng naturally wouldn't take advantage of them for nothing.

"Do you want to send out any Nine-Star Protectors to kill me? Do you want to destroy the Temple of the Witch God?"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, he is now a descendant of the witch ancestor, which is equivalent to half of the witch ancestor. The temple of the witch god is equivalent to a temple dedicated to himself, how can he be destroyed casually?

"Hmph, all of you, go to hell!"

With a thought, Bai Fenghan and the disciples of the Hall of All Souls, who hadn't figured out why the Sun Moon Cosmic Furnace suddenly disappeared, felt an invisible momentum crushing them.

Then, everyone shuddered, bleeding from seven holes, exploding to death!

Bang bang bang!
The figures turned into blood mist and exploded. With their holy strength, they didn't even have the slightest room to resist.

What's more, they don't even know who made the move.

"I'm obedient!"

Ling Feng was also frightened, is this the power of the ruler?
I am the ruler of Little Wu Mountain, every thought I have is an irresistible law!
Ling Feng raised his hands, and he began to understand what the power of a fairy is.

Perhaps, for the ruler above the nine heavens, wanting to destroy a world is just a thought.

Shaking his head, Ling Feng buried these thoughts deeply in his heart. At his current level, immortality is still so far out of reach.

Instead of spending energy thinking about these things, it is more important to focus on the present.

"Little Wushan is not yet closed, so I'm here to comprehend the various forbidden spells left to me by the twelve witch gods. Wait until the last day, and then go out with the big flow, so as not to reveal my secrets!"

……

Time passes day by day.

Finally, on the last day, the elders of the various halls and the crowd waiting under the Dengyun Terrace gathered around early in the morning.

They all want to see how the ranking of the ancient stele of the last years will be.

And who can leave a permanent name on the ancient stele of time.

This is undoubtedly a great honor.

Suddenly, a ripple in space appeared, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Everyone's eyes fell on the ripple, and they stared at it with wide eyes.

"Someone is coming out..."

"Who will it be?"

"Who will be No.1?"

Whispering and various speculations appeared in everyone's minds.

At this moment, a figure appeared, from blurry to clear gradually, the speed was very fast, but everyone still felt as if it had been as long as a year.

"That's the purple robe."

"It's a purple-gold dragon-pattern robe."

"It's Wu Xuan from the Extreme Protoss!"

Exclamations rang out one after another, and there was a kind of disappointment that could not be concealed in that voice, and there was also a kind of relief of "knowing this result a long time ago".

Indeed, Wu Xuan is an extreme protoss, with the blood of the protoss, his starting line is much higher than that of ordinary people.

He is indeed a peerless arrogance, there is no doubt about this!

Although it doesn't mean anything to be the first to walk out of Xiaowu Mountain, but judging from his confident steps and the smug expression on his face.

He must have obtained a remarkable inheritance!
Standing alone on the platform, Wuxuan felt that he was the master, the master of the earth, the master of the common people, as if he was a king.

(End of this chapter)