Chapter 1647: Take home

"The violent aura disappeared! Unreasonable!"

"It's so terrible, even Teleportation can't catch up!"

"Who on earth has such a terrifying cultivation base? Such a terrifying aura is simply unheard of, and it is much stronger than the young master's cultivation base."

"It's not that it's too powerful, but it's completely incomparable!"

In the blink of an eye, Long Tianchou and the others who caught up could not feel the slightest breath.

The mysterious man and Feng Wuchen disappeared without a trace.

Even if Long Tianqiu could instantly sense every corner of the entire celestial world, he could not sense the breath of a mysterious powerhouse.

As if the world had evaporated in an instant.

"Is it possible to hide in an independent space?" Long Tianqiu's face was extremely gloomy.

"It should be an independent space!" Long Xingchen said very positively.

"Shoo hoo!"

At this time, Dragon Mother and other Dragon Temple powerhouses flashed over.

"Husband! Where's Ryu'er?" Long Mu asked with great concern. The battle had just ended, and finally he was relieved, but suddenly changed.

"Fight against the sky, where is Chen'er?" Feng Zhengxiong also asked anxiously.

"I don't know where to go, I can't sense the breath of a mysterious person, his body is too terrible." Long Nitian shook his head, his face also very ugly.

"Long Er won't be in danger, right?" Mother Long became more worried and uneasy.

"This person is here for Long'er's Law of Heaven, I'm afraid Long'er will have life worry!" Long Tianchou said solemnly, his old face getting more gloomy.

"Patriarch, you don't know who this person is?" Long Qinghun asked.

Long Tianchou shook his head and said: "The voice can't tell who it is, and the breath is very strange. Apart from Soul Candle, there is no one in the heavens who has such a powerful cultivation base."

"What can we do? Where are we going to find Brother Feng?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked anxiously.

"Fight against the sky, immediately send the dragon **** clan powerhouse to the eight regions to investigate every independent space first!" Long Tianqiu ordered.

"Yes! Patriarch!" Long Nitian immediately led the strong dragon gods to dispatch.

"Faculty, you go to the tomb of the sky and let the people of the spirit beast race help." Long Tianqiu then ordered.

"The spirit beast clan is very sensitive to breath, they should be able to help, I will go now!" Long Jun nodded and immediately disappeared.

"Three elders, please go to the three big families and let them also help." Long Tianchou ordered again.

The three elders did not dare to neglect the slightest and act immediately.

......

Somewhere in a mysterious star space.

The illusory face of Feng Wuchen and mystery appears out of thin air, just like being in the stars of the universe, extremely gorgeous.

The illusory face was condensed into a phantom, he was a vicious old man in black robe, with white beard and hair.

Looking at the dressing of the black-robed old man, it stands to reason that he should be a benevolent person with a fairy style.

But he was full of violence.

Feng Wuchen looked at the old man with cold eyes, and in front of the mysterious old man, he had no resistance at all.

"Soul state! What a terrible cultivation level, I don't know what realm it is, it can condense such a magical independent space, this old thing is very not simple." Feng Wuchen frowned and secretly said, was shocked by the mysterious old man's violent evil spirit, all over his body. Without effort.

"Who is the old man? I don't know what hatred I have with the old man? Why did the old man arrest me?" Feng Wuchen asked with a frown, and there was no memory of the old man in his mind.

There is no memory of the old man in both lives, and Feng Wuchen does not know it at all.

"You and I have no hatred, this seat is for the law of heaven!" The black-robed old man said coldly and proudly: "The law of heaven appears on the lower races in the Forgotten Land, which is an insult to the law of heaven!"

"Inferior race?" Feng Wuchen was taken aback for a moment. After the election, Pang fell completely gloomy. He was so angry that he wanted to slap the black-robed old man to death.

As the strongest race in the heavens, the Dragon God tribe was said to be an inferior race in the mouth of the old man. This was an insult to the Dragon God tribe.

"This seat says that the inferior race is the inferior race, do you have an opinion?" The black robe old man dismissed.

"This seat gives you two paths. First, I am willing to give this seat to you and let you die happy. Second, this seat kills you and then seizes you. Your body is not bad. This seat can use Your physical body is reborn!" The black robe old man said domineeringly, both are dead ends.

"The law of heaven is illusory, you need to understand it yourself, how do you capture it?" Feng Wuchen asked gloomily, sneer in his heart.

The black-robed old man disdainfully said: "Because of your serious waste, the law of heaven is indeed illusory, it is easy for this seat to seize your law of heaven."

"boom!"

When the words fell, the black-robed old man suddenly pressed his palm on the Feng Wuchen Tianling cover, as if he wanted to forcefully seize the Feng Wuchen Tiandao law.

"Taking home!"

A destructive energy beyond Feng Wuchen's imagination was injected into his body. Feng Wuchen's heart was extremely panicked, and he instinctively tried his best to urge the power of the law of heaven to fight.

However, the power of the Law of Heaven was forcibly swallowed by the black robe old man.

"what......"

Feng Wuchen was forced to take her home, and the unbearable pain caused Feng Wuchen to scream.

In just a moment, Feng Wuchen felt that his body had lost consciousness, and the old man in black robes wanted to seize Feng Wuchen's soul body in addition to the law of heaven.

"Huh! You still want to resist with your **** cultivation base?" The black robe old man disdainfully said.

"Peng!"

When his mind moved, there was a muffled noise, and Feng Wuchen's body suddenly lit up with black flames, and the cold air was icy.

"Wu Huo! Wu Huo is the third highest in the Shenhuo ranking!" Seeing the black flame, the black robe old man couldn't help exclaiming.

"Ranked third?" Feng Wuchen was taken aback, and there was a flame more terrifying than Wuhuo?

This is beyond Feng Wuchen's cognitive scope, but Feng Wuchen didn't think much about it, he must find a way to escape, or he would definitely die.

But in the face of such a terrifying powerhouse, how can this escape?

While Feng Wuchen was panicking, he suddenly thought that the black robe elder was in the state of his soul, and he immediately urged his soul to resist.

"Soul power? You are an alchemist!" The old face of the black-robed old man suddenly changed: "What a domineering soul power! No, the heavens are limited by the laws of space, and the soul body of this seat cannot resist this domineering soul power. "

The domineering soul force forcibly broke the black robe old man's seizure of Feng Wuchen's soul body.

The black-robed elder decisively gave up taking the Feng She Feng Wuchen soul body, and wanted to regain his power immediately.

Unfortunately, it is too late.

Breaking through the black robe old man and seizing the soul body, Feng Wuchen's domineering soul power has sealed the old man's soul body.

"Huh! Want to seize my soul body? See who seizes who!" Feng Wuchen roared suddenly, his domineering soul power exploded.

Crazy rebels!

The old face of the black-robed old man changed drastically again, and he roared in extreme panic: "Smelly boy! How dare you want to take your seat! Stop it! Stop it!"