Dragon God Supreme

“Really? You count.”

The middle-aged man put his hands on his chest, completely ignoring Feng Wuchen’s threat.

“This kid can let my power dissipate strangely, and there must be some powerful treasure in him.” The man secretly guessed in his heart, but he would never think that Feng Wuchen’s cultivation base was above him.

“Professor Yang, you seem to know him, do you know him well? He hurt you, don’t you mind if I kill him?” Feng Wuchen looked towards Yang Zilan asked.

“Don’t mind.” Yang Zilan shook his head and said: “But I’m afraid it will cause a lot of trouble to the Dragon Sacred Temple. He called Wu Qi, the Martial Spirit Temple is mostly the same, the Martial Spirit Temple is The strength of the Dragon Divine Race is not weaker than the Dragon Sacred Temple. It is precisely because of the protection of the Martial Spirit Temple that the three traitors of the Dragon Divine Race can’t deal with them.”

“Just don’t mind.” Feng Wuchen said nothing. Feng Wuchen didn’t pay attention to the Martial Spirit temple.

Feng Wuchen’s answer surprised Yang Zilan.

Feng Wuchen wouldn’t be naive to think that he can kill the Eight-Star Saint Emperor, right?

And Wuqi is definitely not an ordinary eight-star emperor.

In Yang Zilan’s impression, Feng Wuchen is not the kind of arrogant and conceited person who likes boosting.

Feng Wuchen swept his icy eyes to Wu Qi, Feng Wuchen coldly said: “I don’t care who you are, if you dare to touch my lady, you will die!”

“Your lady is just In the hands of Pondok, if you have the ability, you can try it. Pondo wants to see what your ability is.” Wu Qi said with a sneer disdainfully.

“This is what you said, don’t regret it.” Feng Wuchen said with a smile, Feng Wuchen has already moved to kill.

Ling Xiaoxiao is the reverse scale of Feng Wuchen, whoever moves will die.

“Senior Ice Emperor, let you use your strength.” Feng Wuchen sound transmission said.

“You can’t bear this Majesty’s power, let this seat control your body!” The Ice Emperor heard a voice.

The moment the words fell, Feng Wuchen’s imposing manner suddenly changed, and an imposing manner of destruction that seemed to come from the prehistoric exploded, breathtaking.

“What?” Feeling the pressure of this extremely terrifying imposing manner, Wu Qi’s expression changed dramatically.

“How is it possible? This imposing manner is far more terrifying than Palace Lord! How could there be such a powerhouse in the Holy Realm?” Wu Qi’s heart was terrified.

The strength of the Palace Lord of the Martial Spirit Temple is only stronger than that of Dragon Soul Killing.

Feng Wuchen in front of you, this imposing manner is several times more terrifying than the Palace Lord of the Martial Spirit Temple!

Strong regret rise in the mind.

At that moment, Wu Qi was pressed so weakly that he knelt down directly, as if Heaven and Earth were suppressing it, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Wuqi has been defeated by imposing manner alone. How terrifying existence is this?

Wu Qi was scared to the soul flew away and scattered, and never felt the pressure of such a terrifying imposing manner.

He is scared! He can’t compete!

“Paragon he…” Yang Zilan was stunned, her pale pretty face was full of shock, horror and incredible.

How could Feng Wuchen have such a terrifying imposing manner?

Are you sure this is Feng Wuchen?

Absolutely not, Yang Zilan is very sure, this is definitely not Feng Wuchen!

Feng Wuchen step by step walked over, and Wu Qi was shaking all over, and he was almost out of heart disease.

Feng Wuchen beckoned, Wu Qi was sucked in.

“Who the hell are you?” Wu Qi asked in horror, his face pale and his body was unable to move.

Looking at the fearful Wuqi, Feng Wuchen sneered and asked: “What’s the matter? What’s the matter with the fear on your face? Where was your prestige? Where did it go?”

While in fear, Wu Qi waved his hand, and the four of Ling Xiaoxiao appeared out of thin air, but they were frozen.

“Big…sir! The villain got it wrong, don’t…don’t kill me, they are all here, I didn’t hurt them a bit, please forgive me… …Spare my life.” Wu Qi begged for mercy in horror.

“Now I know that I was wrong? I just gave you a chance, why did you go? Now beg for mercy, it’s too late!” Feng Wuchen said coldly, and every word contained a cold murderous aura.

Feng Wuchen extend the hand means, and immediately tap the center of Wu Qi’s brow.

The overbearing power of the ancestor of ice soul spread instantly.

The entire iceberg is gently shaking and melting, and all the ice Attribute Power is slowly coming closer.

The very terrifying ice Attribute Power, the power of the entire Promise Snow Mountain is controlled, and the ice Attribute Power within the body seems to be very scared. “Yang Zilan is full of horror. I have never seen such a terrifying picture.

“What ice Attribute Power is this? “Wu Qi was terrified. The ice Attribute Power of his within the body was completely suppressed to be motionless, unable to move at all, as if sealed.

This is the suppression of the ancestor of the ice soul. Ice Attribute In front of the ancestors of the ice soul, they are all grandchildren.

“Sir, don’t kill me, don’t kill me, I don’t want to die yet, my lord, I beg you, what do you want me to do It’s all right. “Wu Qi cried out desperately for mercy.

“You are not qualified. “Feng Wuchen replied mercilessly.

“Zi Lan, save me, save me! “Wu Qi looked towards Yang Zilan in horror and despair for help.

Yang Zilan was indifferent, Feng Wuchen wanted to kill him, Yang Zilan had no right to stop him.

Because Feng Wuchen is Paragon!

The ancestor of the ice soul spread, and Wu Qi’s eyebrows instantly froze, and the terrifying coldness spread in his head. Only Wu Qi knew the pain.

Then it spread at a speed visible to naked eye. Everywhere in Wuqi’s body.

In the blink of an eye, Wuqi has become an ice sculpture.

Unlike other ice sculptures, ordinary ice sculptures, after melting, the cultivator may still Alive.

But Wu Qi is completely dead.

Wu Qi simply never thought that today will be tragically dying in Promise Snow Mountain!

Yang Zilan sees it completely I’m stunned.

Feng Wuchen just tapped, and the eight-star Saint Emperor died tragically in an instant, the huge Promise Snow Mountain, all the ice Attribute Powers were controlled, and the ice Attribute of the Saint Emperor powerhouse could be suppressed forcibly. Power.

What kind of terrifying ice Attribute Power is this?

When Wu Qi died, the power of the Ice Emperor instantly disappeared.

Feng Wuchen then sent Yang Zilan Help her up and give her Healing Medicine Pill.

“Master Paragon, your power just now…” Yang Zilan asked in horror, still shocked at the moment.

“Confidentiality. “Feng Wuchen lightly said with a smile.

“Yes! “Yang Zilan was stunned and nodded.

“peng!”

With a movement of mind, the fire of the pure world and different souls urged out, and the ice Attribute Power of Ling Xiaoxiao’s several people was frozen, quickly melting away. Come.

“Feng big brother! “

“Big Brother Feng! “

The moment when they saw Feng Wuchen, Ling Xiaoxiao and the four were shocked and ecstatic.

“Lady, Qingqing, Lanyue, are you all right?” “Feng Wuchen asked with a smile. The four of them were only frozen in ice and not injured.

Ling Xiaoxiao was full of joy, smiled and shook his head and said: “We are all right. “

“Master, how is your injury?” Where is Wu Qiren? “Ling Xiaoxiao is very worried.

“It’s not a problem, thanks to Master Paragon who came in time, Wu Qi was killed by Master Paragon. “Yang Zilan shook her head slightly to say with a smile.

“What? “Four people turn pale with fright.

Feng Wuchen killed Wuqi?

Yang Zilan is no match, Feng Wuchen has the ability?

Ling Xiaoxiao Si People don’t believe it.