Chapter 100: Dragon Soul Saint
"Feng Wuchen!" The Wind Dragon Emperor roared in anger, his eyes locked with extreme hatred.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The six-winged golden roc spread its wings and flew, like a golden meteor. Every time it flew, it increased its speed by dozens of times, so fast that it was impossible for the naked eye to catch it.
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
Feng Wuchen flicked his finger, and three silver needles shot out, instantly piercing through the three acupuncture points of the Wind Dragon Emperor, and injected terrifying power, causing the Wind Dragon Emperor's wounds to spread rapidly, blood spurting out, and finally with a bang, the dragon's body was blown apart.
The Wind Dragon Emperor's body suddenly became riddled with holes, and his injuries were extremely serious.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Feng Wuchen quickly made hand gestures with both hands, and golden runes flew out, covering the Wind Dragon Emperor's wounds, and then turned into mysterious and complex patterns, covering the whole body of the Wind Dragon Emperor.
"Dragon Rune Technique!"
Seeing those mysterious runes, the Wind Dragon Emperor's face suddenly changed, and he was so scared that he trembled all over.
This skill can be said to be the nemesis of the dragon race.
It can suppress the body and wipe out the soul, without even the chance of reincarnation. The most important thing is that this skill is 200% powerful against the dragon race.
Even the orthodox dragon race was terrified.
"This is the Dragon Rune Technique..."
"Feng Wuchen! I have no grudges against you, why do you hold me?" The Wind Dragon Emperor asked in a voice transmission.
"No grudges?" Feng Wuchen's cold face showed an evil arc, and he said coldly: "Since the myriad races dare to invade the Blue Star, they must be prepared for the fate of death."
"Six-winged Golden Peng, deal with it!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently.
"Chiu~"
The Six-winged Golden Peng let out a long cry, then swooped down, opened its bloody mouth and bit off the Wind Dragon Emperor's neck, and swallowed it directly.
"This beast really tastes wonderful. The overlord of the Dragon King Forest, the taste is indeed several levels higher than other monsters?"
The six-winged golden roc licked the corner of his mouth while absorbing the essence of the Wind Dragon King, his eyes fierce.
Feng Wuchen glanced at Luo Yang and others indifferently, turned around and disappeared under the night sky.
Continue to kill the monsters deep in the Ten Thousand Races.
Luo Yang and others came to their senses and hurriedly cleaned up the monster corpses on the right wing of the Ten Thousand Races battlefield. While cleaning, they were thankful: "Fortunately, Feng Wuchen arrived in time just now, otherwise we would be really miserable."
"Don't criticize, let's talk about it after cleaning up the Ten Thousand Races." One person suggested.
At this time, the Ten Thousand Races battlefield was full of monster corpses, and the blood had dyed the entire battlefield red, and the scene was shocking.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
"Chi, swish, swish!"
After a while, twelve figures flew over quickly, and they were the twelve deans of Qingyun Academy.
"Where is Brother Feng?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked worriedly.
"Let's go find Brother Feng first."
"Don't look for him. Brother Feng must have left. The people of Dragon Soul should know where he went." Liu Qingyang guessed.
"Dragon Soul?" Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face lit up, and she immediately sent a message to Dragon Soul, asking about Feng Wuchen's whereabouts.
After receiving the news, Dragon Soul immediately sent people to investigate.
………
Other instructors of Qingyun Academy began to quickly clean up the battlefield.
At this time, the strong men of all races were surrounded by the instructors of the academy.
A group of students were responsible for cleaning up.
Luo Yang continued to harvest monsters, and the sound of experience increase was endless.
The growth progress of Luo Yang's pets, the Spirit Sword Master and the Ji'e Magic Dice, was also growing rapidly. This is the benefit brought by the battlefield of all races. The more dangerous, the more beneficial it is. It is a kind of experience for pets.
The level also climbed several levels all the way to reach level 36, and after a battle, it rose several levels in a row.
The sword intent in the spirit sword master's body became more and more majestic, and the momentum became more and more powerful.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The sky was full of sword blades harvesting crazily, and the ground was covered with dense corpses of monsters.
The Ji'e magic dice was also constantly assisting.
It took three hours in the end.
It was only then that the battlefield of all races was calmed down, and all the monsters retreated to their respective habitats.
At this time, the instructors of each class were counting the number of students to see how many students had died.
"Report to the dean, a total of 79 students died, 18 of whom were college instructors!" One person reported respectfully.
Hearing this, both the dean and the vice dean fell into grief.
"Alas, another group of new students died."
"Alas, I really hope that there will be no more tragedies like this."
"I hope so."
The students sighed one after another, their faces full of grief.
"Dean, vice dean, Feng Wuchen killed the Wind Dragon Emperor." A teacher suddenly flashed into the hall to report the situation.
"Dean, Feng Wuchen killed the Wind Dragon Emperor, what should we do now?" One person asked hurriedly, looking at the body of the Wind Dragon Emperor with horror on his face.
Other students who didn't know the situation were even more stunned. Looking at the huge dragon corpse, the scene was also extremely shocking.
"The Wind Dragon Emperor is the top monarch of the Dragon Clan. Feng Wuchen actually killed him. The Dragon Clan will not let him go. Moreover, his father is the orthodox of the Dragon Clan, with the strength of the disaster level, and has a transcendent status in the Dragon Clan. Although the Wind Dragon Emperor is just an inconspicuous illegitimate child, in order to maintain the dignity of the Dragon Clan, they will definitely not let Feng Wuchen go."
"The strength of the Dragon Clan is too terrifying. Feng Wuchen may not be able to defeat him, and the Dragon Soul Temple may not be able to protect him."
The news that Feng Wuchen killed the Wind Dragon Emperor soon spread to various forces and schools, causing an uproar.
Dragon Soul Headquarters.
"What? The Dragon Soul Saint killed the Wind Dragon Emperor?" Long Xiaofeng suddenly jumped up from the chair, and he couldn't believe his ears.
"Feng Wuchen actually has such a terrifying cultivation level. When did such a powerful person come into being in the Dragon Soul?" Yang Zilan asked dully.
Long Qingtian frowned deeply and said: "I didn't expect that after just half a year, he has become so tyrannical. Although Feng Long Emperor's cultivation is not as good as ours, it is not far behind. Feng Wuchen's strength has improved so quickly. , which is incredible.”
"Long Xiaoyu, have you ever seen Feng Wuchen with your own eyes?" Long Nitian asked, his pale old face extremely gloomy.
"I would like to see him with my own eyes, but unfortunately I have no chance. His strength is very terrifying, and we can't do anything to him if we work together." Long Xiaoyu said solemnly.
"Dad, do you know Feng Wuchen?" Long Xiaoyu asked doubtfully.
"Dragon Soul Saint Feng Wuchen, a direct descendant of the Feng family in Beifeng City, can also be regarded as the Dragon Soul elder." Long Xiaofeng said with a smile.
"A direct descendant of the Feng family?" Long Xiaoyu frowned slightly, seeming to remember something, and whispered: "So that's it, Feng Wuchen is Feng Hao's son, and their Feng family's totem sacred beast is the six-winged golden roc, which is similar to the dragon clan's. With the existence of immortality, both races feed on each other. No wonder he killed the Feng Dragon Emperor. He is a direct descendant of the Feng family and the number one force in Beifeng City. "
"Feng Wuchen has such terrifying power, how can the Feng family tolerate him being chased by the dragon clan?" Long Qingtian guessed, his pale old face became more serious, and he had obviously guessed the outcome.
