Chapter 2625: You don't deserve to be a ghost

"Brother Feng, everyone is dead."

Long Xiaoyang could see that Feng Wuchen didn't intend to give up, so he couldn't help but smile.

"Brother Feng, do you still want to unload the dead wind's body?" Long Qi joked.

"That's not true, I'm not so sick." Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled: "Brother Xiaoyang, let them go back to heal first."

Long Xiaoyang nodded, looked at Yuxuzi and others, and said: "The Dragon Sacred Hall sits down with the powerful people, and immediately returns to the Dragon God Realm to heal the wounds. People of the Holy Sect, sweep the battlefield."

"Follow the order of the law!" Yu Xuzi and others said respectfully.

After the Dragon Sacred Hall sat down and left, Feng Wuchen said: "The reason why I let Brother Xiaoyang kill him is to let him experience the feeling of death, but this is just the beginning."

"Just at the beginning?" Long Qi, Long Jianfeng and others were puzzled, and didn't know what it meant.

"I understand." Long Xiaoyang grinned and said, "Brother Feng has the magical powers to bring the dead back to life. This is to resurrect the headwind and torture his soul body!"

"What? The magical power to bring back the dead?" Long Jianfeng and others stared wide-eyed, with extremely shocked expressions.

"Isn't it impossible? Upwind's soul body has been broken up, can this be resurrected?" Long Qi asked dullly, completely unable to believe it.

"Others can't do it, but Brother Feng must be." Shan Tong smiled lightly.

Others may not believe it, but Long Xiaoyang and Shan Tong have seen it with their own eyes.

"Reincarnation against the sky!"

Feng Wuchen urged the ancestor of soul power, and immediately shouted.

The next second, a magical picture appeared.

The headwind's soul body was actually condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The difference from before was that the speed of condensing was faster, and the soul body was still awake, but still very weak.

"It is indeed the ancestor of soul power, it is really terrifying, and the soul body is condensed in an instant." Feng Wuchen was secretly surprised.

"Good disciple, your control over the reincarnation against the sky is getting stronger and stronger." Wushuang Great Emperor suddenly heard a weak laugh.

Feng Wuchen said: "Master, this is the relationship between the ancestor of soul power. I have only used it a few times, and I can't control it."

"Haha! Good apprentice, you will know from now on." Wushuang Great Emperor said with a smile.

"Is there such a thing?" Feng Wuchen wondered secretly, but he didn't feel anything.

"Oh my God, it really condenses!"

"Isn't this a dream? Can a dead person who has lost his soul condense his soul?"

"Brother Feng actually has this terrifying supernatural power. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it was true."

Seeing the soul body of Upwind condensed, Long Jianfeng and others opened their eyes wide, shocked to the extreme, they had never seen such a terrifying and magical supernatural power.

This scene was too shocking, it was beyond Long Jianfeng's cognition.

"The Supreme Lord has such a terrifying supernatural power, even if we are killed, the Supreme Lord can bring us back to life!" Kui Ying's heart was overwhelmed.

The hundreds of shadow guards were all dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

"Long Xiaoyang? The wind is dustless?"

The headwind of the soul body's recovery, after seeing Feng Wuchen and the others, he was so scared that he backed away again and again, confused and frightened.

Wasn't it killed by Long Xiaoyang?

How can I still see them?

Is this a dream?

"No, this is not a dream. This is the soul body. I am still alive, but how is this possible? Long Xiaoyang's attack clearly destroyed my soul body. Am I resurrected? How is this possible?" Headwind was puzzled, and the more he thought about it, the more shocked.

Resurrected?

is it possible?

"Headwind, are you wondering why you are still alive? Do you think you are dreaming? It's too cheap to beat you alive." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Feng Wuchen!" roared ferociously against the wind, as if to swallow Feng Wuchen alive.

"Being arrogant in front of me, the consequences are serious. Your dog has been abandoned by the Martial Spirit Temple. If not, Gu Xuanzun and Nangong Xuan would have come to rescue you long ago." Feng Wuchen sneered with disdain.

"Humph! Old **** Nangongxuan, this guardian will never spare him!" Headwind said sullenly.

"It's a pity that you have no chance." Feng Wuchen sneered and waved his hand, the ancestor of soul power instantly trapped the headwind.

The soul body weak against the wind cannot resist at all.

"Feng Wuchen, you...what do you want to do?" Headed into a panic and struggled frantically.

"Brother Feng, what do you plan to do with him?" Long Tianzhong asked curiously.

"Peng!"

With the movement of the mind, the Purifying World Different Soul Fire urged out, Feng Wuchen flicked his fingers, and the purple flame instantly enveloped the body of the Upwind Soul.

"Shenhuo!" Long Jianfeng and others' eyes suddenly brightened.

"I want you to receive the punishment you deserve! For the rest of your life, confess in my sacred fire and enjoy the taste of your soul being burned and swallowed." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Ah!" The purple flame spread to the soul body of the wind, and the wind couldn't help screaming in pain.

"Feng Wuchen! You bastard! How dare I swallow my soul with flames! Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!" Headwind roared in pain.

Listening to the heartbreaking screams of the headwind, Long Jianfeng and the others not only did not have the slightest sympathy, but they felt more excited and more comfortable.

"Your soul body will only be swallowed by my flames. After being completely swallowed, your end will be wiped out. You are not qualified to be a ghost and you are not worthy to be a ghost." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Brother Feng, how long can this torture last?" Long Qi asked.

"Upwind is not an alchemist. His soul is very weak. It should be fine for three to five years. If he can't hold it anymore, I will restore his soul body and let him last for another three to five years." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly. Tao.

"Three to five years?" The headwind exploded, and he roared frantically: "Feng Wuchen, you bastard! You are going to torture me for three to five years, you must die!"

"Haha! This is retribution! The arrogant end! Headwind, enjoy it, haha!" Long Jianfeng and others laughed excitedly.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand and put the soul body against the wind into the palm of his hand. After the soul power was wrapped, it entered his body.

"Big Brother Xiaoyang, Brother Jianfeng, Kuiying, you should go back first, and by the way, send the Shadow Guards to various places in the Southern Territory to investigate. If you find the power of the Demon Race and the Martial Spirit Temple, you can kill them." Tao.

"Well, what's the need? Even if you speak, especially in the fight, the dog against the wind is too weak and hasn't enjoyed it yet." Long Xiaoyang happily patted Feng Wuchen on the shoulder.

Feng Wuchen smiled and said: "If you need it, you must find Brother Xiaoyang."

"Brother Feng, let's go back first." Long Jianfeng smiled happily, and then flashed away.

"Subordinates retire!" Kuiying respectfully said, and then ordered the dispatch of the Shenying Guard.