Chapter 1138: I lost

"In the realm of the immortal inscription master, the immortal runes refined will be more powerful, and it will not hurt to have more."

In the mountains not far from the Sun Moon Lake, Feng Wuchen sat alone on the top of the towering boulder to refine runes.

The domineering soul power diffused, and in Feng Wuchen's superb gestures, one after another powerful fairy runes were refined.

Among these runes, in addition to the aggressive runes, Feng Wuchen also refined various auxiliary runes.

The strong in the heavens are like clouds, and Feng Wuchen not only provokes the spirit emperor, but is also chased down by many forces in the spirit realm such as Moon God Palace, which is very dangerous.

Therefore, Feng Wuchen must be prepared to protect itself.

Refining fairy runes is enough to allow Feng Wuchen to escape smoothly or to contend against a powerful person at the Tianjun level.

"There are also certain differences between the immortal runes of the heavens and the immortal runes of the human world. The power is different, and the power of the runes is also different. With my current soul power, I should be able to refine the runes of the heavens." Feng Wuchen muttered to himself, still quite confident in his soul power.

Above the sky, an old man flew past, and his original plain old face suddenly changed slightly.

"What an overbearing and mighty soul power!" The old man looked in the direction of the mountain in surprise and flew away.

Feng Wuchen, who was refining the runes, noticed an extremely powerful aura quickly approaching, frowning and secretly saying: "Tianpin Inscription Master! Heavenly God Realm powerhouse!"

But the realm of the Celestial Inscription Master was enough to shock Feng Wuchen, but what made Feng Wuchen even more shocked was that the man was still a strong man in the Celestial God Realm.

Feng Wuchen only hopes that it is not an enemy. If it is a strong man in the Moon God Palace or a strong man in the Spirit Emperor Temple, then he may not be able to retreat completely today.

"call out!"

As soon as Feng Wuchen's voice fell, a sound of breaking through the air came at a terrifying speed, almost in the blink of an eye.

The visitor was an old man in a white robe, with a flat smile on his old face, and his old eyes were looking at Feng Wuchen interestingly.

Feng Wuchen didn't know the old man in front of him, but he could see that the old man was in the realm of the Heavenly Grade Inscription Master, and his soul power was extremely powerful.

"It's incredible, the realm of the immortal inscription master, the soul power has reached the heavenly rank, it is almost unheard of." The old man exclaimed, as if he saw a treasure.

"Oh? It turned out to be an immortal alchemist! Both domains have reached the realm of immortality!" Upon a closer look, the old man's old face could not help but appear shocked.

"Senior is?" Feng Wuchen asked vigilantly, looking at the old man.

The old man didn't answer, but urged his soul power, and slammed into Feng Wuchen with a fierce palm. Seeing the fierce aura of the old man, it seemed that he was going to shoot Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen's face suddenly changed, feeling great pressure, and under his urgency, Feng Wuchen urged his soul to meet him.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the two palms fought fiercely, with a bang, and the tyrannical soul power went crazy.

The head-to-head encounter between the two is not a contest of power, but a contest of soul power!

"This old guy's soul power is close to the realm of innate products!" At the moment of fierce collision, Feng Wuchen's heart was shaken by feeling the surging soul power of the old man.

"It's not simple, who is this kid? The realm of the immortal inscription master, his soul power is extremely domineering and powerful, and he has surpassed the realm of heaven."

"This son is also an alchemist. It is not easy to have such high achievements in two fields at a young age. He is a good genius. He is extremely rare in the heavens."

The old man was also shocked.

"Soul power is so overbearing and majestic, the realm of the immortal grade can actually contend with the realm of the old man's heavenly grade, boy, it's not easy." The old man smiled lightly, and the surging soul power continued to urge.

"You are not easy either!" Feng Wuchen frowned, frantically urging his soul power to fight.

Feng Wuchen could tell that the old man simply wanted to compete with Feng Wuchen for his soul power, and he was not malicious, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"This old guy's soul power is not simple, I can't hold it anymore!" Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart, but he forcibly didn't show it on his face.

Feng Wuchen is only the realm of immortal grade, and the old man is close to the realm of innate grade, and his soul power differs by more than one realm.

"This guy's soul power is not only domineering and powerful, but he can still persist for so long! Switching to another immortal inscription master, he has already defeated the battle, and the old man's soul power is about to run out, so he can still persist." Shocked again, even a little unbelievable.

The old man is like Feng Wuchen, his soul power is fierce, and the consumption is huge, and the two of them are almost unable to support it, but they both endure it, seem to be going to win.

As time went by, the two men who had resisted not admitting defeat showed strenuous expressions on their faces, but they both clenched their teeth.

"Good boy, I still don't admit defeat!" The old man was anxious.

To know that the old man is a realm of heavenly rank, wouldn't it be embarrassing to lose to a junior of the realm of fairy rank?

"This old man is really strong in will! The soul power has been exhausted and he still does not admit defeat!" Feng Wuchen was also secretly anxious.

Neither of them spoke, looking at each other directly, as if they were about to kill each other with their eyes.

When the soul power of the two of them was about to run out, Feng Wuchen weakly secretly said: "I can't hold it anymore!"

"I lost!" Feng Wuchen said reluctantly.

But when Feng Wuchen spoke, his pale face was suddenly taken aback.

"I lost." While Feng Wuchen spoke, the old man actually spoke.

The two surrendered in unison, and they were also stunned, looking at the deal in amazement, the picture was very funny.

"Haha!" After a moment of stunned, the old man burst into laughter and praised: "At a young age, he has such a domineering and profound soul power. It really makes the old man feel ashamed. The old man has seen many talented engraving masters, and he can be compared with you. They are far behind."

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliments of the seniors, the soul power of seniors is not comparable to that of the general Celestial Inscription Master. I admire him."

"Little brother, what's your name?" The old man looked at Feng Wuchen and asked, very interested in Feng Wuchen.

"Feng Wuchen." Feng Wuchen smiled.

"Feng Wuchen, Feng Wuchen, a good name." The old man nodded with a smile.

"Where are you a disciple?" The old man asked again, he wanted to know what kind of powerful inscription master was able to cultivate such an excellent disciple.

"No school, no school," Feng Wuchen replied.

"What? No school, no school?" The old man was taken aback once again when he heard the words, and couldn't believe it: "How is this possible? No school, no school, do you cultivate yourself?"

"I got an adventure by chance, so I have today's state." Feng Wuchen casually found a lie.

"Wizard! Peerless wizard!" The old man suddenly exclaimed.