Chapter 1517: Door of hell

"Finally led you down, now you want to run? It's too late!"

A dangerous sneer appeared at the corner of Feng Wuchen's mouth, and his dark eyes surged with murderous aura.

Feng Wuchen draws down the strong man of the Tianzun Temple, which can relieve the pressure on the strong of the Dragon God Clan, and also eliminate the strong man of the Tianzun Temple.

Of course, this is just one of Feng Wuchen's tactics.

The power of time exploded and spread wildly in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, wherever the power of time passed, the horrified heavenly emperor powerhouses who flee for their lives were all constrained by weirdness, and their actions were dozens of times slower.

Feng Wuchen controls the power of time within a certain range, which is a piece of cake for Feng Wuchen.

"He...they are not moving...no, it's very slow..."

"It has long been heard that Feng Wuchen has the mysterious power to control people, but what kind of power is this?"

"Really... I can't believe it..."

Seeing more than a thousand Heavenly Emperor powerhouses instantly slowed down dozens of times, the many powerhouses present were all shocked, all in a daze.

"Feng Ying! Good job!" Destiny shouted excitedly.

"Master Feng, do it! Don't give me face, kill them all!" Bing Yan emperor shouted.

"Young Master! Let them see the power of Hell's Gate!" Long Ji shouted excitedly.

"The gate of hell! The gate of hell!" The dragon **** clan expert shouted in excitement, instantly igniting the atmosphere to an explosion, and the waves spread wave after wave.

It feels so refreshing to take off.

"The Immortal Emperor! The power of the shadow is about to break through the wind!" The Great Lord hurriedly shouted.

The Great Venerable was entangled by Long Qing Soul, and would not be able to get out for a while.

The massacre of more than a thousand Heavenly Emperor powerhouses is definitely not a small loss to the Temple of Heavenly Honor.

Knowing the horror of the gates of hell, the immortal emperor immediately followed his words, urging his divine power to break the power of time.

"call out!"

But just when the Immortal Emperor was about to make a move, a figure suddenly appeared.

The Immortal Heavenly Emperor was shocked, and he stepped back a few steps in fright, and the condensed divine power instantly dispersed.

"Unfeeling..." The Immortal Emperor swallowed in horror, his face turned green.

"The Immortal Emperor, don't be scared of me." Hehe with a heartfelt smile, but looking at it makes the Immortal Emperor's hair creepy.

The unfeeling appearance bought Feng Wuchen time.

"Hurry up and stop Feng Ying!" The Great Venerable roared anxiously.

The great heavenly emperors of the Tianzun Temple are busy dealing with the five great generals, the ten great lords and the dragon gods. At this moment, it is too late to stop Feng Wuchen.

"The gates of hell! Open!"

A wicked smile appeared on Feng Wuchen's face and immediately shouted.

The huge gate of tens of feet of **** condensed out, the skeleton gate opened, and blood shot out from the gate, filled with extremely terrifying death.

"It's too late!" The Great Venerable looked grim.

"boom!"

When the Great Venerable was distracted, Long Qinghun seized the best opportunity and slammed the Great Venerable's chest with a fierce palm, with a bang, and the terrifying force knocked the Great Venerable thousands of meters away.

"Oh, did I read it wrong? The strong fight against each other, the great sage is actually distracted, it seems that I really look down on me, my palm tastes good, right?" Long Qinghun laughed and said, very awkward. Looks like.

The Great Venerable's expression was extremely gloomy, but he was not injured.

The Great Venerable wanted to take this opportunity to stop Feng Wuchen, but Long Qinghun had already expected it and stepped forward to stop him for the first time.

"Great Lord, I won't let you ruin the good deeds of Young Master! I'm still waiting for the Great Lord to continue to look down on me, so that I can greet you a few thousand more palms and make you comfortable." Long Qinghun drama abused Sneered.

Thousands of palms? Losing Dragon Ching Soul can say it, thousands of palms, the Great Lord is immortal and crippled, absolutely refreshing to fly.

"Bastard!" The Great Lord gritted his teeth and cursed, Long Qinghun blocked him.

When the gate of **** was displayed, the suction power burst out like a storm, madly swallowing the strong man of the emperor who was bound by the power of time.

The door of **** without dust is no different from the door of hell.

"It's over... this time it's dead..."

"Who...who will save me, I must introduce him to all the cousins ​​I know!"

"If you are swallowed in, you will definitely die. The gate of **** is full of death!"

The Heavenly Emperor is extremely afraid, but no one can save them. The fear of despair is something they never want to encounter in their entire lives.

In order to hurry to kill, yes, hurry to kill.

Feng Wuchen changed his mark with one hand, and within a short while, a large swarm of **** hands flew out at the gate of hell, took out the crazy speed of grabbing red envelopes, and pulled many strong heavenly men into the gate of hell.

The dense **** hands made the scalp numb and extremely frightened.

Whether it was sucked in or grabbed by **** hands, it was instantly wiped out, and there was no power to resist.

"Guru..."

Anyone who saw this scene was frightened to death.

Such a terrifying law decision is simply unheard of in the heavens.

In less than two minutes, the Heavenly Emperor powerhouse controlled by the power of time, thousands of people were swallowed and slaughtered by the gates of hell.

"If this kid breaks through the Great Heaven Emperor, the gate of **** is simply our Great Heaven Emperor's nightmare!" Kuangying trembled in horror.

"This little mess is simply a murderous demon!"

"More than a thousand people were all killed by him..."

"Isn't I dreaming? Are those strong heavenly emperors dead?"

Regardless of whether it is a strong person cultivated by the Dragon God tribe or a strong person in the Tianzun Temple, the face is unbelievable.

"Master Feng! Well done!" Tianshe shouted excitedly.

"Fengying's strength is terrible!" Zhufeng was stunned.

"Too strong! Too strong! My little heart can't stand it anymore!" Tian Ming trembled.

"Young Master! Young Master!" The dragon **** clan powerhouse roared constantly.

The atmosphere was exploded again, Feng Wuchen became the focus of the audience, and a wave of waves swept away.

The wings flapped lightly, and Feng Wuchen slowly floated into the void holding the Dragon God Sword, majestic, full of domineering dragon power.

Seeing that more than a thousand Heavenly Emperor powerhouses were killed, the Great Sovereign couldn't bear it any more, and immediately burst out a monstrous anger, and he wanted to vent his anger on Long Qinghun.

"Kill them all!" Amaterasu roared furiously, there were countless grass-and-mud horses whizzing past, killing them all.

More than a thousand strong Heavenly Emperors were slaughtered, and the Great Heavenly Emperor who was slaughtered by the Dragon God Clan powerhouses has caused the Tianzun Temple to lose 1,500 powerful people.

It's weird if Amaterasu is not angry.

Of course, on the Dragon God Clan side, there were also hundreds of strong people who sacrificed, and the number is still increasing rapidly, I am afraid it will not last long.

"Amaterasu, don't you want to know how capable I am in the realm of the gods? I will let you see and see now!" Feng Wuchen sneered sneer.

"Long Ji!" Feng Wuchen called out.

"Telling!" Long Ji shouted loudly, and hundreds of great emperors and strong emperors of the Dragon God tribe flashed away at the same time.

That is teleportation!