Dragon God Supreme

“Ancient Rakshasa?”

Feng Wuchen and others immediately looked towards Nine Nether, even Miepo and Tiansha.

“Rakshasa Clan still has antiquity?” Tian Sha asked in astonishment.

Nine Nether slightly nodded, said: “It does exist. I have heard the old leader talk about ancient things. Among them, there is ancient Rakshasa. Guarding Spirit Race against living people may be fancy ancient Rakshasa. bloodline, the bloodline of Spirit Race is special, it can swallow other bloodlines to improve the bloodline of one’s own race.”

“Xiaoxiao did not awaken the Antiquity Bloodline, but only awakened the Divine Race bloodline.” Feng Wuchen shook his head. .

Nine Nether said: “Perhaps she will be awakened soon, otherwise Shou Spirit Race will not be looking at her. This time she is arrested in the Chamber of Commerce. I am afraid that they have found the best opportunity.”

“Xiaoxiao and I went to see jewelry, Big Brother Feng and they were in the Chamber of Commerce.” Miao Qingqing said.

“That’s it.” Nine Nether nodded.

paused, Nine Nether continued: “Little dust, you are a descendant of High Ancient Dragon Divine Race. Guarding Spirit Race might have been staring at you a long time ago, but I still dare not attack you.”

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“It seems that it is not as simple as molesting, but a long-awaited plan. The people who had been under surveillance in the Dragon God Palace before may also guard Spirit Race, but we all thought they were sent by the seven main gods.” Feng Wuchen’s face was extremely cold.

Feng Wuchen has been wondering before, why only catch Ling Xiaoxiao but not Miao Qingqing, Miao Qingqing is definitely a rare beauty, knowing the Spirit Race, everything is justified.

“Big Brother Feng, what do we do now? We don’t know where the Spirit Race is.” Liu Qingyang asked anxiously.

“If you guard Spirit Race if you dare to move a hair, there is no need to exist.” Feng Wuchen coldly said, Ling Xiaoxiao is Feng Wuchen’s reverse scale, and he will die if he touches it.

Nine Nether They did not doubt the energy of Feng Wuchen’s words.

Guarding Spirit Race is indeed powerful, and the seven main gods are like ants before them.

But in front of the Lord God, Shou Spirit Race is still an ant.

Sing Tong possesses the terrifying power to crush the great god and thousand souls. Trifling guards Spirit Race, Feng Wuchen is not afraid.

Leaving the Palace of the Killers, Feng Wuchen and the four came to a mountain top.

“xiu!”

A black figure appeared, wearing a black brocade, with a very respectful look.

“Did you find it?” Feng Wuchen asked.

Mysterious person respectfully said: “Master Feng, Miss Xiaoxiao is in the Drunken Dream Pavilion. The one who captured Miss Xiaoxiao is the junior guardian Spirit Race. This person hides the cultivation base, not God Sovereign Realm, but Five Star God Emperor, Drunken Dream Pavilion is one of the affiliated forces that guard Spirit Race.”

Miao Qingqing frowned and said: “When fighting against him, it is no wonder that I felt the breath of Divine Emperor. It turned out that he had hidden cultivation. base .”

“What about the Five Star God? Take Xiaoxiao away, he is dead!” Liu Qingyang gritted his teeth and said angrily.

“Take me there.” Feng Wuchen without the slightest hesitation said: “I will keep the Spirit Race for a while.”

“Yes! Master Feng!” the mysterious person respectfully said, and then Lead the way for Feng Wuchen in front.

Drunk Dream Pavilion is located in a fairy mountain south of the Palace of the Killers. It is a Great Influence of God World. Although not as good as the Killers, it also powerhouse as clouds.

Drunk Dream Pavilion is great hall. A young man sits on the main seat. Drunk Dream Pavilion Pavilion Lord and Elder are all respected one-knee kneels in the great hall.

The young man looked arrogant and arrogant, ignoring the existence of the powerhouse of Zuimengge.

“Answer me when you have decided.” The young man Gao coldly said, his arrogant eyes swept down towards the top of the Zuimeng Pavilion.

Drunk Dream Pavilion Pavilion Lord looked embarrassed and said: “White Young Master, Dragon God Palace can’t be offended. If you catch someone from Dragon God Palace, it will bring a devastating blow.”

“Feng Wuchen shouldn’t be offended.” The Elders started talking.

“Is Dragon God Palace very strong? That Feng Wuchen is not necessarily very difficult to deal with.” White Young Master shrugged disdainfully.

“White Young Master knows something, Feng Wuchen is Divine Pagoda Guest Elder, Triple Space Ring and Reverse Heavenly God beads are all made by him, and…” Elder said anxiously, but was interrupted halfway through the conversation.

“Isn’t it just an ancient powerhouse? Just scared you like this?” White Young Master became more disdainful, but also showed a more arrogant attitude.

Hearing what Bai Young Master casually said, the executives of Zuimeng Pavilion were all confused.

White Young Master doesn’t even put the single pupil in his eyes!

How arrogant is this?

is it possible that the strength of guarding Spirit Race is stronger than a single pupil?

absolutely impossible!

“Give you two choices, send someone to catch the person in the Dragon God Palace secretly, or die.” White Young Master Gao coldly said, like the powerhouse of Zuimeng Pavilion , Dispensable for him.

White Young Master’s words scared witless the top of Zuimengge.

Although the strength of Drunken Dream Pavilion is powerful, in front of Spirit Race, that is the ant.

White Young Master only needs a word to make Zuimengge disappear overnight.

“Oh? Did you come so soon?” White Young Master tone barely fell, his gaze couldn’t help looking towards the outside of the hall, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“Think carefully.” White Young Master dropped a sentence and walked out of the great hall.

“xiu xiu xiu!”

Feng Wuchen shot from the sky above the Palace of Drunken Dreams.

“Who?” One dísciple shouted angrily, and a dozen dísciples rose into the sky to intercept the four Feng Wuchen.

“Feng Wuchen.” Feng Wuchen spoke indifferently, looking at the white Young Master coming out of the great hall.

“Big Brother Feng, I sensed the aura of Xiaoxiao! It really was in Drunken Dream Pavilion!” Liu Qingyang was overjoyed.

“Retreat.” White Young Master ordered coldly, and Zuimengge dísciple immediately withdrew.

“Big Brother Feng, that’s him! He took Xiaoxiao away!” Miao Qingqing pointed to the Young Master Bai, very sure.

“Guest Elder!” Drunken Dream Pavilion Pavilion Lord and other high-level officials came out, and the moment they saw Feng Wuchen, they were so frightened that their legs became weak, and their faces were full of horror.

“Master Feng, this person is the younger of the Spirit Race guard, and the Spirit Race Young Master Bai Xuan.” The mysterious person’s respectful voice came.

“Feng Wuchen, descendant of Dragon Divine Race.” Bai Xuan smiled slightly, looking at Feng Wuchen.

Bai Xuan recognized Feng Wuchen, and Feng Wuchen was not surprised.

“Release people.” Feng Wuchen said indifferently, staring at Bai Xuan with cold eyes.

hearing this, Bai Xuan shrugged, said with a sneer: “This is such a big beauty, you tell me to let it go? Do you overestimate your own strength?”

“It’s enough to deal with you.” Feng Wuchen’s cold voice sounded abruptly in Bai Xuan’s ear, and a sword was silently placed on Bai Xuan’s neck.

At that moment, Feng Wuchen had appeared next to Bai Xuan, the speed was very terrifying, beyond everyone’s imagination.

“Move instantaneously.” The corner of Bai Xuan’s mouth slightly raised, even if Feng Wuchen’s sword was resting on his neck, Bai Xuan did not panic at all.

“I can sense the Antiquity Bloodline that you just awakened within the body. Although it is still very weak, it is very pure, more pure than that big beauty.” Bai Xuan said with a sneer, completely Not shocked by Feng Wuchen’s teleportation.