Chapter 1529: God Realm

"The Great Elder can't hold it anymore! What can I do?"

"I can't believe that Zhu Mietian's strength is so much stronger than the Great Elder! The same is in the realm of the quasi-tianzun, is the gap too big?"

"This is too terrible? Can't beat Zhuantiantian hard?"

Everyone shouted in exclamation, and their faces were dumbfounded.

"The Heavenly Gang divine power of Zhu Mietian has been cultivated to a terrifying state, and it can fully display the potential of the divine tactics, and power alone can break the physical power of the great elder!" Long Qinghun was healed while worrying extremely.

"Looking at the gods of the heavens, there are only a handful of them that can fully display the potential of the gods, and Zhu Mietian is one of them." Long Nitian said.

If Long Nitian is a genius among geniuses, then Zhu Mietian is a monster among geniuses!

Only Long Zun can compare with it.

"The big elder can't hold it anymore. If this goes on, I'm afraid that I will die at the hands of the little bastard!" Long Jun was anxious, and wanted to pull away to support many times, but was blocked by the three major guardians.

"Longjun protector, still worry about yourself, you are not Long against the sky, there is no immortal golden body, and you will soon die without a place to bury you!" Amaterasu said fiercely, staring at Longjun like a poisonous snake. .

Long Jun was too lazy to pay attention, and looked at Long Xingchen worriedly from time to time.

The two elders, Long Xingyun and Long Yuan, are both like this, but neither of them can support it.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

Zhu Mietian didn't give Long Xingchen a chance to breathe. He launched a fierce and merciless offensive one after another, and the ripples of destruction erupted from each collision could make the entire heaven tremble.

The injured Long Xingchen, the more he fought, the more he was frightened, feeling that his opponent was not at the same level at all, but at the realm of Tianzun, which made him feel powerless.

"The old thing is enough to be proud of being able to stand in front of this young master for so long." Zhu Mietian said proudly.

"Puff!"

In less than twenty strokes, Long Xingchen couldn't support it, and was severely hit by Candle Extinguish Heaven, vomiting blood again and again, and his body was shaking.

"Great Elder!" The people of the Dragon God Clan and the Dragon God Temple became more anxious and panicked.

Want to help, but can't do anything.

"Huh? That kid's breath stopped rising, the first heaven emperor, is it just a breakthrough?" Zhu Mietian frowned again, looking at Feng Wuchen wrapped in blood with a puzzled look.

It looks like a breakthrough, but it is not a breakthrough.

Very strange feeling, but disturbing.

"Young Master! Kill Long Xingchen! Don't let them have a chance to turn over again! Let the Dragon God Clan know that our Tianzun Temple is definitely not something they can handle." Shangguan Tiandou shouted excitedly.

"Young Master! Kill Long Xingchen! Kill Fengying!" Zhuge Mingjun and other experts in the Tianzun Temple cried excitedly.

I'm not so excited about winning the Ten Million Award.

"Ziezu, use your corpse insects to destroy them! Don't leave one!"

On the other side, the seriously injured Zhuge Wuji suddenly shouted angrily, this is the best opportunity to destroy the Dragon God Race.

"Junior sister! Contain him!" Gu Yuan frowned and shouted.

Fairy Yu Yan touches the piano, the ecstasy song spreads across the river, locking the ancestor of the corpse.

"Huh! Little carving skills, the old man will never suffer twice!" Zuozu said gloomily, his voice hoarse and low, his old eyes flashing with murderous intent.

The corpse ancestor blocked his hearing for the first time, and the Ecstasy didn't work at all.

"Ecstasy?" Zhu Mietian glanced coldly at Fairy Yuyan, completely unaffected by Ecstasy, ignoring the existence of Fairy Yuyan.

Ziezu folded his hands together, his lips squirmed, and he meditated silently.

In a short while, the Dragon Temple was surrounded by countless corpses that were densely packed in all directions at the same time.

The corpse insects of the ancestors are a hundred times more terrifying than the corpses of the emperor!

"Guru..."

Looking at the corpse insects counted in the billions, everyone in the Dragon Temple was extremely frightened, and their faces were full of horror.

"This... there are too many corpses, right? We can't deal with it, what can we do?"

"It's over, it's dead! We can't deal with the corpse bug of the corpse emperor, let alone the corpse of the ancestor!"

"It's terrible! Where did the old **** get so many corpses?"

Everyone in the Dragon Temple fell into despair one after another, and their whole bodies seemed to fall into a ten thousand years ice cave, extremely cold.

Long Nitian, who was healing in the square of the Dragon Temple, was waiting for the powerful Dragon God clan, and his face was extremely gloomy.

The injury has not recovered much, and the corpse ancestor has already started.

This undoubtedly broke Long against the sky and their plan.

"Master! Kill them! Kill them!" The corpse emperor in the air let out a heartbreaking scream while roaring frantically.

"My disciple can't survive, so I want all of you in the Dragon Temple to be buried with you! No one can save you without the real fire of Fengying! Take it to death!" Zuizu said extremely fiercely, without hesitation controlling the corpse insect to pounce on the Dragon Temple Everyone.

At that moment, everyone in the Dragon Temple was frightened and completely desperate.

"Roar!"

But when everyone was desperate, a majestic and noble dragon chant sounded in the Dragon Temple.

"Little Lord!"

"Leader!"

The Dragon God tribe and the people in the Dragon God Temple were suddenly overjoyed, returning from **** to heaven.

"This is..." The old ancestor's face changed drastically, and for the first time his face flashed to Feng Wuchen.

Zhu Mietian frowned slightly, and his eyes turned to Feng Wuchen.

On the ground of the Dragon Temple square, a black fire dragon suddenly rose into the sky, and the terrifying coercion was breathtaking.

Large swaths of corpses, like a mouse seeing a cat, backed away in fear.

The black dragon instantly transformed dozens of small black dragons and shot them out in all directions. Wherever they passed, the corpse worms were ruthlessly swallowed up, emitting a lot of black smoke.

In a few blinks of an eye, the corpse worm had disappeared without a trace, either burned to death by the black fire, or fled.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, above the sky, an unparalleled force of terror spread from Feng Wuchen's body. The overbearing aura of breaking through the sky and destroying everything shocked everyone present.

"How is it possible! This is not the breath of a Heavenly Emperor! What kind of power is this?" Zhu Mietian's expression changed drastically.

"What's going on?" Long Xingchen and others also cast stunned and unbelievable glances.

"Existence beyond divine power, this is..." Long Nitian's expression changed drastically, and the words Long Tianchou said instantly appeared in his mind.

"This power is extraordinary! Could it be..." Zhuge Wuji looked at Feng Wuchen dumbfounded, as if he had guessed something.

Obviously, Feng Wuchen is not as simple as a breakthrough.

After a while, the blood that wrapped Feng Wuchen slowly dissipated, and Feng Wuchen's lineup appeared in the eyes of everyone.

The blood-colored eyes have disappeared, Feng Wuchen has not changed, the only change is that mysterious and terrifying breath.

"This is... the realm of gods!" Zhu Mietian was stunned for a long time, and finally couldn't help exclaiming.