Chapter 2247: War broke out

"Being under the fence? It is an honor for your Sun Moon Temple to be a subsidiary of the Spirit Race."

Su Qishan, who has not spoken, said coldly.

"Did you forget what I just said?" Feng Wuchen swept toward Su Qishan coldly, looking at the dead.

Just one look made Su Qishan's heart tremble.

What kind of terrible look is this?

Su Qishan read the real murderous aura from Feng Wuchen's eyes. At this moment, he absolutely believes that Feng Wuchen really wants him to die!

"Feng Wuchen! Are you really going to be an enemy of my gods now?" Su Qishan said fiercely, holding back the anger in his heart.

Su Qishan is not afraid of wind and dust, but he is afraid of single pupil and blood war god!

"Is the spirit race very strong?" Feng Wuchen said with disdain, and the Jingshi Different Soul Fire slightly urged, already secretly giving orders to the ghost.

"You!" Su Qishan looked terrifying, his lungs were about to explode.

"Mo Yufeng, the words of Senior Mu Tianyuan have explained everything. Everyone in the Sun Moon Temple listened to the face of Senior Mu Tianyuan. I will give you a stick of incense time to consider, and I want to be a person who deceived the master and killed the ancestor. Kill without mercy." Feng Wuchen said coldly.

"Thank you Master Feng for your help!" Mu Tianyuan respectfully clasped his fists and saluted.

"Mie Emperor Pagoda Master, Lei Clan Leader, Man Guild Leader, thank you for your help, the future of Sun Moon God Sect is for you all." Mu Tianyuan looked at Mie Emperor and others with a smile, and after a deep bow, the energy body was exhausted. The illusory figure also dispersed.

"Send Patriarch respectfully!" Mu Qingyun and others knelt down respectfully.

Mo Yufeng gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Feng Wuchen! The Sun Moon Temple is a subordinate force of the Gods! Even if the Sun Moon Temple is destroyed by you today, once the Holy Realm sends a strong person, your Dragon Temple will definitely die! Single pupil will definitely die! "

"Don't always use the Holy Realm to press me down. I hate other people threatening me. They are all strong in the Holy Realm. Where are the others?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.

"Mo Yufeng, you haven't figured out the situation. You really think that the Spirit Race can protect you Sun Moon Temple? It has nothing to do with you if the Holy Realm powerhouse will come, because you can't wait for that day, understand?"

"Considering the time for a stick of incense, after the stick of incense, deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor, and kill it."

"Including everyone in the Sun Moon Temple!"

Feng Wuchen's words were plain, but with an indisputable domineering.

The four words to kill are even more bland.

Mo Yufeng was speechless, his old face was flushed, and he could not wait to swallow Feng Wuchen alive.

"Well, Feng Wuchen, you don't put my spirit tribe in your eyes, today Sun Moon Temple, my spirit tribe is in Baoding!" Su Qishan suddenly angrily shouted, seeming to have received the order of the spirit tribe.

Su Qishan spoke, Mo Yufeng felt relieved.

After all, the Spirit Race, the Underworld Race, and the Holy Soul Temple are all in one another.

Feng Wuchen's complexion was plain, without any waves, and he directly ignored Su Qishan.

At the same time, several figures appeared in the sky above the Dragon Temple.

It was Mu Xuanshan, Emperor Hades, Leng Moxie, Qiu Dingfeng, and Tongtian.

"Nether Ghost has disappeared for so long, is it really in the Dragon Temple?" Tongtian frowned.

"Can't sense the breath of the ghost, the shadowless ghost of the ghost can completely hide the breath." The Emperor shook his head.

Mu Xuanshan also shook his head, saying that he could not sense the breath, and then said: "The Nether Demon Palace disappeared for no reason, and the Nether ghost is still under control. This is probably a single-pupil method."

"Except for Shan Tong, there is no one else." Leng Moxie said affirmatively.

"Shan Tong and the Blood God of War are not in the Dragon Temple, and there is no breath fluctuation. Go in and search." Mu Xuanshan took the lead to flash down, and the others followed.

But what disappointed Mu Xuanshan and the others was that there was no ghost ghost in the entire Dragon Temple.

Is it hidden elsewhere?

But what Mu Xuanshan and the others didn't know was that after Nether Ghost received Feng Wuchen's order, in the darkness, a pair of black and hollow eyes were staring at Mu Xuanshan and them.

The ghost of the ghost is indeed in the Dragon Temple, but Mu Xuanshan and the others did not notice it.

"The Dragon Temple is out, why don't we take this opportunity to destroy the Dragon Temple and **** this pagoda by the way. This is an ancient artifact with terrifying power. Wasn't Mu Yanjun died because of this pagoda?" Looking at the Universe Tower above the palace, his eyes flashed with greed.

"Humph!" Mu Xuanshan's old face sank, and he grunted fiercely, and wanted to destroy the Dragon Temple.

"call out!"

"boom!"

But at this moment, a black shadow burst out suddenly, as fast as lightning, with a bang, directly knocking Mu Xuanshan away.

"Nether Ghost!" The Nether Emperor and others were shocked.

"Sure enough, hiding in the Dragon Temple! It seems to be true!" Leng Moxie said coldly, a flash of cold light flashed in his old eyes.

"Nether Ghost, what do you mean?" Mu Xuanshan was furious, but before he could see clearly, the Nether Ghost had already flew far away.

"Feng Wuchen is dealing with the Sun Moon Temple at this moment. It is very likely that the Nether Ghost will take action. The Sun Moon Temple is a subordinate force of the gods. I hope you can help this seat repel Feng Wuchen." Tongtian said quickly.

"Chasing!" Mu Xuanshan shouted angrily, and several people shot out at the same time.

The time for a stick of incense passed in a blink of an eye.

"The time is up, is it all decided?" Feng Wuchen said coldly to the Sun Moon Temple.

No one in the Sun Moon Temple spoke, and Mo Yufeng's eyes stared at Feng Wuchen like a poisonous snake, with a bit of pride.

"Since that's the case, let's kill it!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, seeming to have guessed the result.

"Kill!" Liu Qingyang roared first.

"Kill!" Several powerful forces shouted one after another, with murderous aura and surging momentum.

Thousands of strong men swooped down.

Mo Yufeng gritted his teeth and roared fiercely: "Kill!"

Tens of thousands of people in the Sun Moon Temple roared in anger, shaking the sky, and the majestic momentum went straight into the sky.

"Feng Wuchen, just rely on you people? Not to mention destroying the Sun Moon Temple, you can't even hurt both sides." Su Qishan disdainfully said.

Feng Wuchen coldly swept towards Su Qishan, and said: "Hit me, don't care about it!"

"Life or death? This commander wants to see who of you dares to make a move." Su Qishan laughed in anger, and the power of terror broke out, and he was already ready to kill all those who made the move.

"call out!"

A black shadow burst out suddenly, rushing towards Su Qishan with an overwhelmingly terrifying aura.

"This breath is... Transforming Saint!" Quite shaking the sky.

"It's a ghost!" Mie Yuan was shocked.

"Master Nether Ghost?" Su Qishan's expression suddenly changed.

"Snapped!"

"puff!"

The ghost came in an instant, and slapped it with a slap. With a crisp slap, the terrifying power caused Su Qishan to spray out a mouthful of blood, several teeth flew out, and his face was deformed.

"Fuck!"

Nether Ghost completely executed Feng Wuchen's command, saying that if he hit or hit him, his big mouth was frantically drawn on Su Qishan's face, his entire head was deformed, and he was completely unable to fight back.

"Nether Ghost! Stop this seat!" Tongtian roared in anger.