Chapter 1310: Spike Yang Songqing

The Mingwen Master Guild was silent.

Everyone's respectful eyes fell on Feng Wuchen, and no one dared to speak, even breathing was suppressed at the lowest level.

Liu Wuya, as well as the inscription master who had offended Feng Wuchen in the inscription pavilion before, were so scared that they flew away, their faces pale as paper.

"We are dead! Young Master Dragon God will definitely not let us go!"

"Young Lord Dragon God, the little one has eyes but no beads, he offended Young Lord Dragon God in Mingwen Pavilion before, and I hope Young Lord Dragon God will forgive him!"

"I implore the Young Master Dragon God to forgive me!"

More than a dozen inscription masters knelt down in horror and begged for mercy, their faces as gray as death.

Hearing the words of these inscription masters, Jiang Yuya and the high-level people's complexion changed drastically. They didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen. The old faces were extremely gloomy and their lungs were about to explode.

"Young Master Dragon God, I don't know if this happens, and I hope Young Master Dragon God will forgive me!" Jiang Yuya quickly explained, for fear of making you clean.

Hearing that, Feng Wuchen smiled lightly and said: "Chairman Jiang is serious, I don't worry about these little things."

"Thank you Dragon God Young Master!" Jiang Yuya thanked him respectfully, completely relieved.

No matter how strong the Mingwen Master Guild is, in front of the Dragon God Clan, it is simply a piece of **** on the table.

Jiang Yuya didn't dare to offend the Dragon God Clan even if he had ten thousand guts.

"Immediately blast them out of the Mingwen Master Guild, and never join the guild!" The Great Elder hurriedly shouted.

The punishment of the great elder seemed serious, but for them, it was simply the lowest punishment, and it was very good to be able to save their lives.

However, it was not them who feared the most, but the disciples of Yang Songqing and Liu Wuya.

Liu Wuya didn't even have the guts to kneel down and beg for mercy, because he knew it was useless.

Yang Songqing dare not let go at this moment! Looking at Feng Wuchen in fear, with Feng Wuchen's terrifying soul power, it was enough to kill him in seconds!

Feng Wuchen's gloomy gaze swept towards Yang Songqing, who was terrified, and everyone looked at him in unison. Only the Tianwenzong in the audience offended Feng Wuchen the most.

At this moment, the audience was quiet again, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

Perceiving Feng Wuchen's cold eyes, Yang Songqing's body trembled violently, as if he had felt the breath of death.

"Brother Liu is dead this time! I'm afraid Sect Master Yang will not escape death!"

"Offended Young Master Dragon God, and threatened to smash the body of Young Master Dragon God, and want to survive?"

"Fortunately, I didn't offend the Dragon God Young Master, otherwise..."

Everyone present had already imagined the fate of Yang Songqing and the others. Just thinking about it had caused everyone to sweat and panic.

"Yang Songqing, you seem to have a good relationship with the Emperor of Death." Feng Wuchensen asked coldly.

"Young Master Dragon God, Tianwenzong is one of the great forces sitting in the Death Temple." Someone said loudly.

"So that's the case." A dangerous arc evoked at the corner of Feng Wuchen's mouth, and the terrifying soul power was mobilized again, ruthlessly suppressing Yang Songqing.

The dark eyes flashed with murderous intent, and Feng Wuchensen asked coldly: "Yang Songqing, I killed you, do you have any complaints?"

Yang Songqing was terrified, trembling all over, and finally could not bear the terrifying soul power of Feng Wuchen and knelt down.

Yang Songqing was frightened and begged for mercy: "I implore the Young Master Dragon God to give me a chance to lose out."

"Come off the merits?" Feng Wuchensen said coldly: "What do you think you can do for me? Refining runes or killing?"

"Young Master Dragon God allows me to do anything. I implore Young Master Dragon God to forgive me." Yang Songqing said in horror. As the Sect Master of Tianwen Sect, he had to put down his position when facing death.

"Your wolfish ambition, arrogant and arrogant, I don't need it." Feng Wuchen replied mercilessly, and immediately waved his hand, and the extremely terrifying soul power burst out.

"No! Don't! Young Master Dragon God, please spare your life!" Yang Songqing felt desperate and yelled heartbreakingly.

However, Feng Wuchen didn't mean to stop.

Tianwenzong is one of the great forces that the Emperor of Death sits down, and that is the enemy, and there is one less powerful enemy.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Extremely terrifying soul power burst at Yang Songqing, Yang Songqing desperately urged the soul power to resist, and with a bang, Yang Songqing's soul power instantly collapsed, and he was shocked to vomit blood on the spot, and his figure fell backwards. under.

"Guru..."

Everyone watched this scene in horror, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and were frightened to death.

Everyone present can see that Yang Songqing has no breath of [51 Novel www.51ksbook.com].

At the moment of the collision, Yang Songqing's soul body had been shattered by the wind and dust, which meant that Yang Songqing had already lost his soul.

The inscription master of the Heavenly Immortal Realm was actually killed by Feng Wuchen!

If the soul power of terror, who is not afraid?

"Big... Senior Brother, Sect... Sect Master is dead..." Zhou Yixing said in extreme fear, tears and nose streaming together.

"Sect Master..." Liu Wuya looked at the fallen Yang Songqing with horror and sluggishness, desperate enough that he could no longer despair.

Liu Wuya and Zhou Yixing regretted that their intestines were all blue, regretted to provoke the wind and dust, regretted that they did not speak well, regretted that they were too arrogant.

The inscription master standing next to Liu Wuya and the three of them had already been far away from them.

"Chairman Jiang, the inscription master battle meeting has ended, and it's time for me to go back. Tiankui is seriously injured and I have to heal him as soon as possible." Feng Wuchen smiled as he looked at Jiang Yuya.

"Yes, yes! It really needs to be healed in time." Jiang Yuya nodded repeatedly.

"Senior Su, I'll take a step first, and Bingyan Emperor will stay here to heal his injuries first." Feng Wuchen looked at Su Xuandao.

"Master Gong Feng." Emperor Bing Yan hurriedly saluted respectfully.

"Respectfully send the Dragon God Young Master." Jiang Yuya and all the others present respectfully watched.

In the respectful eyes of everyone, Feng Wuchen flew away with Mingyue and the seriously injured Tiankui killer.

"Old Su, isn't the old man dreaming? The young lord of Dragon God is still a master of inscription pattern and alchemist." Shortly after Feng Wuchen left, Jiang Yuya suddenly said.

"It's incredible!" The great elder was shocked, still couldn't believe it, and felt that he was dreaming.

"Master Feng is still a master craftsman in the spirit realm! He is the elder Keqing of the craftsman guild!" Su Xuan said dullly.

"What? Divine Refiner?" Su Xuan's words were like a heavy bomb exploding in the ears of Jiang Yuya and the others, once again strongly shocking them.

The divine inscription master and the divine alchemist were enough to shock everyone, and now that Feng Wuchen was actually a divine alchemist, it was incredible.

Feng Wuchen possesses the terrifying realm of the three realms at the same time, which is completely beyond everyone's cognition, and no one would believe it.

Several hours later, Feng Wuchen was the news of the Young Master of the Dragon God Clan, and it had spread throughout the Immortal God Realm.

Even if Feng Wuchen said not to reveal his identity, the news still spread.

Although I don't know who Feng Wuchen is, the words Dragon God Young Master are enough to shock the entire Immortal God Realm.