Chapter 2291: Flattered

"what?"

"How can this be!"

"So fast! Everyone is young..."

"Boom boom boom!"

"Puff puff!"

There were dozens of horrible lightning flashes suddenly, and the speed was very terrifying. Before that person could finish speaking, he saw the strong in the holy world being knocked out one after another, vomiting blood one by one.

"How is this possible? How could they be so powerful? Are they also ancient strong?" A holy realm strong was horrified, and he couldn't believe that he could not resist.

"Their strength is stronger than Shan Tong, who are they?" Another saint realm expert said in shock and horror.

Thirty-two sacred realm powerhouses were all knocked out, none of them were able to escape, and all were shocked to vomit blood.

What's happening here?

Dozens of ancient powerhouses?

Everyone present, including Feng Wuchen, were all dumbfounded.

Are they not strong in the holy world? How could you not notice the existence of these people?

How could you get knocked into the air in one face? Don't even have a chance to react?

How can it give people a feeling of being vulnerable?

Zhuyuya, who was seriously injured in the distance, was dumbfounded, and Petrochemical was on the spot.

All this happened in the electric light flint, too fast to give anyone a chance to react.

It's not that the strong in the holy world are too weak, but that these people who appear suddenly are too terrifying.

Obviously, they are all ancient powerhouses.

"Holy realm powerhouse? Just this strength? It's too casual, too disappointing."

"Will I make my hand too heavy? I vomit blood when I hit it lightly? I thought they were very strong."

"Crazy Saint, are they really from the Holy Realm?"

"Aren't we bullying people too much?"

Dozens of strong men are all disappointed.

Everyone's horrified eyes fell on the dozens of strong men, their eyes full of fear, despair, regret, and panic.

At this moment, Zhu Sha also felt a strong sense of fear, and his old face was extremely pale.

The ancestors of Zhukong waiting for the resurrection of the Sky Demon Race also felt fear and despair at this moment.

A face-to-face defeated the strong in the holy world, how strong is this?

The Dragon Temple, the alliance forces and the powerhouses of the Temporal God Realm were shocked to speak.

"Brother Feng, how's it going?" Kuangsheng smiled slightly.

Feng Wuchen looked at dozens of powerhouses in shock. Although they could not see their cultivation level, Feng Wuchen was certain that each of them was stronger than Shan Tong.

Settling down, Feng Wuchen asked, "Are they all ancient powerhouses? Are they all sleeping in the ancient ruins?"

Crazy Saint nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, those who survived the First World War, we are the only ones. Except for a dozen Dragon God Clan people, the others are all strong men fighting for the Emperor Soul Clan. Many people were unable to survive because of their injuries."

Feng Wuchen nodded, knowing that these were their sad things, so he stopped talking.

"This should be Brother Feng, right? In Xia Nie Wufeng, wherever you can use it in the future, just ask." A middle-aged man flashed over and smiled politely to Feng Wuchen.

"The old man is lonely and young. I have seen little friend Feng." An old man with white beard and hair actually held his fist at Feng Wuchen with a polite smile on his face.

"Old Yang Zilan, I have met Xiaoyou Feng." An old woman smiled politely.

"Brother Feng, in the thousand nights of Halong, the Dragon God tribe." A young man smiled happily: "Thanks to the original power of Brother Feng, we were able to restore our ancestors and our people to their peak strength, and the original power was completely restored. You can see the sun again."

Dozens of strong men greeted Feng Wuchen one after another, even the old ones were very polite.

This makes Feng Wuchen feel flattered.

Zhu Sha and the strong of the demon clan were once again caught in the petrification, and even the strong of the holy realm could not believe what they saw with their eyes.

Why do you know Feng Wuchen every time a terrifying powerhouse appears? Is it possible that Chengdu is a distant relative without dust?

"How do they all know Chen'er? What's going on? Who are they?" Xiao Qingqing was dumbfounded when he saw dozens of terrifying powerhouses greet Feng Wuchen one after another, and they were very polite.

Feng Zhengxiong shook his head blankly, saying that he was unclear.

"Patriarch, among them, thirteen are from the Dragon God Clan, and their blood and blood are exactly the same as ours!" Longjun protector said suddenly.

"Yes, they are indeed members of the Dragon God Race, but where did they come from? Why do they have such a powerful cultivation base?" Long Tianchou was very puzzled.

People of the Dragon God Clan can see that, after all, the blood is the same, and they all have the original power.

"How can Brother Feng know so many powerful people? Why haven't we met?" Liu Qingyang's heart jumped out of shock.

"Xiaoxiao, have you seen them?" Long Mu asked.

"Mother Dragon, I haven't seen them either." Ling Xiaoxiao shook his head blankly.

Mother Dragon whispered in an angry voice: "This stinky boy knows so many strong people and doesn't say that it makes us worry."

"It seems that Brother Feng still has a lot of things to tell me. How did Brother Feng know the single-pupil senior? I still don't know. No, I have to find time to ask Brother Feng." Ling Xiaoxiao secretly made up his mind to ask. .

Above the void, watching Feng Wuchen chatting and laughing with dozens of powerful men, Zhu Yuya exploded with anger.

"Feng Wuchen, are you too happy too early!" Zhu Yuya roared gloomily, murderously soaring, and terrifying power surged out wildly.

The saint realm powerhouses flashed back one after another, their faces were extremely gloomy, the anger in their eyes almost erupted, and they looked like eating people.

"My lord, you go back first." Zhu Yuya whispered.

Zhu Sha and the others were powerless to resist, they could only stand back obediently.

"Buzz!"

The candle jade cliff urged the power of the holy realm, and even more terrifying power suddenly burst out, the space of the seven gods was huge, and the power of the law of heaven and earth was triggered instantly.

This is not only Zhuyuya, but also other experts in the holy world.

"Aren't you afraid of the suppression by the Seven God Realm laws of heaven and earth?" Kuang Sheng asked with a sneer.

With a wave of Zhuyuya's hand, a rune pattern came out, turning into a golden light and flying into the void.

"Puppet Rune, that's how it is." Gu Qing Jue smiled indifferently, without the slightest worry.

Zhuyu Yasen said coldly: "The puppet rune can help us resist the power of the Seven God Realm's laws of heaven and earth, and we can use the power of the holy realm to kill you!"

"What? Resist the power of the law of heaven and earth?" Everyone was shocked.

"There is such a powerful rune?" Feng Wuchen was also shocked.

Staring fiercely at the mad sage, Zhu Yuya said fiercely: "Let you see the power of the holy king realm!"

"boom!"

The moment the words fell, Zhuyuya burst out, with a strong roar, and the moment the Zhuyuya moved, people had already arrived in front of the Crazy Saint, with a terrifying speed beyond imagination.

"You destroy my hand, I want your life!" Zhu Yuya said viciously.