Chapter 1643: Peak decisive battle (6)

"Longer! Get away!" Long Tianchou shouted anxiously.

"Young Master, be careful!" Long Nitian and others also roared out in panic.

"Brother Feng..." Ling Xiaoxiao was extremely panicked, tears of the elites kept falling.

"Chen'er..." Xiao Qingqing also panicked to the extreme, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"It's over...The Dragon God Young Master was seriously injured and couldn't stop the power of Zhu Mietian!"

"This shameless beast! Had it not been for his use of three abuse methods, would Long Zun be seriously injured by him?"

"The victory has been divided, we lost, the Dragon God Young Master is defeated, and no one can save us."

Feng Wuchen was their only hope, but at this moment, they were hit hard by Zhu Mietian, which was undoubtedly a devastating blow to them.

Once Feng Wuchen is defeated, all of them will die.

The Dragon Temple, the Dragon God Clan, the Three Aristocratic Families, and the Spirit Beast Clan will no longer exist.

At this time, Feng Wuchen has gradually woken up.

It's a pity that he has been seriously injured, and Tan Sheng Jue has lost its efficacy and cannot help Feng Wuchen recover from his injuries.

"Too careless." Feng Wuchen secretly said, Ben's opened eyes, already seeing Zhu Xitian burst out like lightning.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

The candle extinguished the sky in an instant, a fierce and ruthless punch blasted towards Feng Wuchen, with a bang, Feng Wuchen turned into countless spots of light and dissipated on the spot, the Dragon God sword flew out, and the void violently vibrated.

"Dragon!"

"Leader!"

"Little Lord!"

Seeing the scene where Feng Wuchen turned into countless spots of light dissipating, everyone in the Dragon Temple shouted with extreme grief, and many people closed their eyes unbearably.

"Haha! What **** realm, what brand-new power, didn't die in my hands by Zhu Mietian? Haha!" Zhu Mietian laughed frantically.

"The young master won! Long Zun was killed and wiped out!" The Amaterasu trio cheered in ecstasy.

"Sure enough, it was the right bet." Dongfang Lie was completely relieved in the distance, and his tight nerves relaxed, only to find that his clothes had been wet with cold sweat.

"Young...Young Master was killed..." Everyone of the Dragon God Clan slumped directly on the ground as if they had lost their souls.

"Brother Feng's breath...disappeared..." Liu Qingyang's eyes widened in horror, tears kept falling.

"Impossible! This is impossible! No, Brother Feng will not die." Ling Xiaoxiao cried in grief, like a wounded angel, which made people unable to help but care.

"Chen'er..." Xiao Qingqing went into a coma directly.

"Madam! Madam!" Feng Zhengxiong was extremely sad, and he couldn't bear such a heavy blow in his heart.

"Husband, is Long Er really dead?" Long Mu [Bibquge www.boquge.co] asked sadly, tears streaming down.

"..." Long Tianchou didn't answer, his whole person seemed to be dozens of years old.

"Haha! Hahaha!" Above the void, there were all the crazy laughter of Zhudietian, wave after wave.

Killing the wind and no dust, the candle extinguishes the sky is a shame, completely wiped out the stains in life.

The feeling of excitement is more pleasant than anything else.

However, behind the frantically laughing Zhu Mietian, an extra figure appeared at some point.

There was absolutely no awareness of Candlelight.

The three of Amaterasu, who were extremely excited, shouted suddenly, as if they were struck by thunder at this moment. They were stiff on the spot, and their entire faces were covered with fear, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Dragon...Long Zun! Young Master Zhu! Long Zun is still alive!" Dongfang Lie exclaimed in extreme horror.

"What? Long Zun is still alive?" Zhu Guotian was laughing wildly, his smiling face suddenly stiffened, and strong anxiety surged into his heart.

"Are you too happy too early? Do you really think you can kill me?" Feng Wuchen's cold voice came.

Zhu Mietian trembled, his expression full of horror and disbelief.

When Feng Wuchen appeared, Zhu Miantian didn't notice it, let alone the breath of Feng Wuchen.

The attack just now had clearly blasted Feng Wuchen into ashes, and Feng Wuchen could not be alive.

What exactly is going on?

As soon as Dongfang Lie said this, everyone in the Dragon Temple was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the sky at the same time.

"Young Master! Patriarch! Really Young Master! Young Master is still alive!" Seeing Feng Wuchen, Long Nitian exclaimed in exultation.

"The leader is still alive! The leader is still alive!" The Red Emperor yelled ecstatically, and everyone in the Dragon Temple shouted ecstatically.

"Brother Feng! Aunt Xiao, Brother Feng is still alive! Still alive!" Ling Xiaoxiao cried with joy.

"Madam, did you see it? Long Er is still alive!" Long Tianchou was also extremely ecstatic, tears from his old eyes.

"Long Er is still alive!" Mother Long nodded in tears of joy.

"Young Master!" everyone in the Dragon God Clan shouted in excitement.

The whole Dragon Temple is boiling, and the feeling of returning from **** to heaven is endlessly refreshing.

"How could you still be alive? Are you a human or a ghost?" Zhu Mietian turned around hard and saw Feng Wuchen standing in front of him unscathed, and Zhu Mietian was immediately stunned.

Zhu Mietian was dumbfounded, and said in disbelief: "You have been killed by me, you can't be alive, this is absolutely impossible!"

"What do you mean?" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"boom!"

"puff!"

When the words fell, Feng Wuchen suddenly slammed Zhu Mietian's chest with a fist, and with a bang, Zhu Mietian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his figure flew out like a cannonball.

Unprepared, Zhu Mietian was also unable to withstand Feng Wuchen's terrible punch.

"Shen Jue! The ice dragon comes to the world! The heavens descend to the gods!"

Feng Wuchen urged the magical power with all his strength, formed a mark with his hands, and finally shouted, and the dual magic skills were simultaneously displayed.

"Roar!"

An extremely noble, breathtaking dragon chant resounded throughout the world.

In the void, I saw an extremely large ice dragon disk on a huge meteorite. The imposing momentum was immense, like an ice dragon pulling the meteorite from the sky. The picture is extremely magnificent and has a visual impact.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned and completely petrified on the spot.

No one dared to imagine how terrifying the combination of an ice dragon and a meteorite would be.

"Zhu Miantian, now you know that I am a human or a ghost?" Feng Wuchensen said coldly.

Zhudietian looked terrifying, and gritted his teeth and roared: "I care if you are a human or a ghost! You must die!"

"Buzz!"

Candle Mietian's injury has recovered, and the divine power of Heavenly Dao and Heavenly Gang erupts with full force, fusing the two forces, and the energy of destruction is condensed again.

"Shen Jue! Daluo Desire Soul Divine Seal!"

"Shen Jue! God and Devil Heaven and Earth Slash!"

"God Art! Endless Eight Wastes!"

At this moment, Zhu Mietian was a little panicked, and he used his magic trick one after another in one breath, and the three destructive magic power burst out, rushing towards the windless ice dragon with the power to destroy everything.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

However, the bombardment of the power of the three gods, apart from destroying the void, could not shake the ice dragon and meteorite.

"Impossible!" Seeing the ice dragon smashing the meteorite down, Zhu Miantian was shocked and cried out in horror: "No! Long Zun, stop!"