Chapter 2236: Surefire breath

"Snapped!"

He Qiankun's words fell, and a slap was already on his face.

"Do you dare to hit me?" He Qiankun couldn't believe it, staring at Feng Wuchen with ferocious eyes.

"What about hitting you? Are you qualified to talk about the difference between the strong in front of me?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, and the terrifying eyes made He Qiankun's heart trembled.

At that moment, He Qiankun actually felt a little rabbit being stared at by a tiger.

What kind of look is this?

The powerhouses of the Star Soul Realm were all dumbfounded.

Is this their leader?

Too domineering!

How terrifying He Qiankun is, they clearly know that even the entire Star Soul Realm cultivator can't even shake the existence.

But in front of Feng Wuchen, He Qiankun was crushed to death.

Does Feng Wuchen already have the strength to crush He Qiankun?

"Snapped!"

He Qiankun was stunned for a moment, and Feng Wuchen slapped it again.

It broke our hearts!

"You are looking for death!" He Qiankun reacted quickly, the terrifying power of the one-star main **** broke out completely, and the monstrous anger told him that he must tear the wind and dust in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The terrifying storm spread, the void shook and collapsed, making everyone tremble.

"In front of me, you are not qualified to be arrogant, a small one-star master god, still want to kill me?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, and the divine power of time was immediately mobilized, and the primitive and domineering power surged like a dragon. Going out to sea is more like the arrival of the Nine Heavens God of War.

That monstrous power gave everyone the feeling of kneeling down and worshiping.

The overbearing time divine power spread out, and He Qiankun's terrifying power was suppressed to death, and his whole body could not move.

That's right! Unable to move!

Where He Qiankun is, time has completely stopped!

He Qiankun was terrified to the extreme. The little Eight-Star God Venerable was able to trap him, a master god, to death, unable to use any means.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Chaos divine power urged out, Feng Wuchen's power instantly skyrocketed, a fist hit He Qiankun's chest, time divine power dissipated, He Qiankun sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and his figure flew out like black lightning.

"Boom boom boom!"

The teleportation unfolded, and He Qiankun was beaten into a pig head at the moment of crackling.

This time not only Tianzu and others, but even Ling Xiaoxiao and Liu Qingyang were confused.

In the realm of the Eight-Star God Venerable, he actually beat the one-star Lord God!

What terrifying strength is this?

"Don't fight, don't fight, Master Feng, don't fight." He Qiankun kowtowed his head again and again in fright, begging for mercy, he was afraid of being beaten.

Feng Wuchen was ruthless and merciless. The most terrifying thing was that He Qiankun had no idea where Feng Wuchen's fist came from.

pain!

Heartache pain! The soul is stirring!

Every minute and every second is like suffering from hell!

In a few blinks of an eye, he became a pig head. If he didn't beg for mercy, wouldn't he be beaten to death?

The more than one hundred powerful gods in the Holy Soul Temple are all petrified at this moment.

Their leader kowtows for mercy?

Isn't this the Shrine of the Holy Soul? Isn't it embarrassing to the Holy Soul Temple?

"Master Feng? Now you know how to call Master Feng? Didn't you just kill me? Where did your prestige go?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.

"Master Feng is joking, how dare you be a little one, and you don't have the ability." He Qiankun cried without tears at the moment.

"What does Mu Xuanshan want to do? Say! Otherwise I will kill you!" Feng Wuchen's face was cold, and he spoke in a commanding tone.

"I said! I said!" He Qiankun said in horror: "Master Qi Fengfeng, our Lord has sensed the fluctuations of the divine fire aura in the Star Soul Realm, so he sent the villain to take the Star Soul Realm, but the villain doesn't know about the star. The soul world is the power of Master Feng, otherwise he would not dare to give the villain a hundred courage."

"Shenhuo breath fluctuates?" Feng Wuchen was slightly surprised.

No wonder, it turned out to be fluctuating with aura of magic.

"Yes, yes, it's true, the little one dare not hide it." He Qiankun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Isn’t the holy soul temple only with Zuo Shitian that has divine fire? Qingyan water and fire have been swallowed by me. Without divine fire, it is impossible to sense the existence of divine fire. Unless divine fire comes out, are you telling me that Mu Xuanshan has divine fire?" Feng Dust-free stared at He Qiankun with cold eyes.

"Master Feng is right, Shenhuo has come out!" He Qiankun nodded repeatedly.

"Where?" Feng Wuchen stared at He Qiankun coldly.

"This little one doesn't know, the palace master only sent us to control the Star Soul Realm!" He Qiankun was really afraid of Feng Wuchen, and he didn't dare to hide anything.

He Qiankun really didn't know the location of Shenhuo.

"Master Feng, can the younger one leave?" He Qiankun asked, looking at Feng Wuchen pleadingly.

"Okay, you can walk on Huangquan Road with confidence." Feng Wuchen said coldly, grabbing it in the air, and a divine sword flashed.

As the sword shadow flickered, a sword sealed the throat!

He Qiankun was stunned on the spot, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness, but it was too late.

When the mind moved, Feng Wuchen urged the black fire, and then closed his eyes to sense.

But the entire Star Soul Realm had searched it all over, and had not noticed any scent of divine fire.

The Jingshi Different Soul Fire immediately urged it out, still unable to sense it.

"Shenhuo hasn't recovered yet, can't it be sensed?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, disappointed.

"Thank you for your saviour!" After Tianzu and others recovered, they knelt down respectfully, and everyone was full of excitement and excitement.

"Get up." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.

This trip was not in vain.

After all, there is news of Shenhuo.

"Master, what do these people do?" Mo Xuantian asked respectfully.

"Kill!" Feng Wuchen said lightly, cloud light and wind light, like a very inconspicuous thing.

Liu Qingyang flashed down and asked one person coldly, "Did you kill someone just now?"

"eat!"

The divine sword slashed from the head and split into two.

"What about you? Did you kill?" Liu Qingyang stepped forward to the other person and asked.

"laugh!"

Just as soon as the voice fell, Liu Qingyang had already swept away with a sword, and the man's head flew out.

"What about you?" Liu Qingyang glanced at the other person coldly, who had already been scared to death.

"laugh!"

Liu Qingyang's icy voice, every word fell into the ears of the strong man in the Holy Soul Temple, it was torture and fear from the depths of the soul.

Liu Qingyang just asks, and kills without waiting for an answer!

One, two, three...More than one hundred strong men were killed one by one by Liu Qingyang in panic and despair and begging for mercy.

This indifferent and ruthless killing method was the first time Tianzu and others saw it, and they were once again strongly shocked.

"Huh! I thought it was so great, it was all rubbish!" Liu Qingyang scolded.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the Dragon God Sword flew out, swallowing the blood of the strong man who died in the Holy Soul Temple.

"It's time to go to the Sun Moon Temple." Feng Wuchen grinned.

Mu Honglian trembled slightly, tears flickering in her beautiful eyes.

They didn't choose the wrong person!