Chapter 2835: Ye Chenxin's end (2)

"Holy Venerable Alchemist!"

"Feng Wuchen is just the state of the soul body! Soul power can kill him!"

"Good opportunity! Let's kill Feng Wuchen with our soul power!"

When Feng Wuchen's soul power exploded, the alchemists present saw Feng Wuchen's realm for the first time.

They are just holy masters, their realm is far above the wind and dust.

This gives them enough confidence.

"Huh! It turns out that it's just a holy realm alchemist, Feng Wuchen, this is your fatal wound, die!" Niyun Mountain shouted, the terrifying soul power of the supreme realm alchemist burst out, immediately Boom Xiangfeng dust-free.

"Feng Wuchen! Let you see the soul power of this supreme true fairyland alchemist! You will soon know how small you are." A defeated yelled proudly, the terrifying soul power is ruthless Boom Xiangfeng dust-free.

"Feng Wuchen, no matter how strong your power is, it can't stop our soul power!" Ling angrily shouted.

Eight powerful alchemists shot at the same time, a wave of terrifying soul power blasted towards Feng Wuchen one after another.

The soul power of the Holy Venerable Alchemist is simply impossible to withstand the soul power attack of the eight top alchemists.

This also means that Feng Wuchen must die.

Xiao Xuan and dozens of other defeated people all had triumphant sneers on their old faces, as if they had seen Feng Wuchen's tragic end.

"This is troublesome." Shangguan Baichen worried: "The soul power of the eight alchemists is extremely terrifying, and Feng Wuchen can't run away."

The faces of Xuan Ji, Yang Tianhan and others were also gloomy.

"Feng Wuchen, it seems that I don't need to take action, and you can't run today." Nie Wuqingsen said coldly, his figure slowly drifting back, and the corner of his mouth evoked a smug sneer.

"Ancient Demon Eye!"

Feng Wuchen let out a low cry, and immediately saw eight waves of terrifying soul power bursting out of different colors.

Feng Wuchen did not change his face, calm and comfortable.

When the mind moved, the ancestor of soul power urged it out.

In the next second, a scene that shocked the alchemists present appeared.

The eight terrifying soul powers stopped strangely within one meter of Feng Wuchen.

"What?" The eight defeated alchemists shouted in unison, their eyes widened, their faces shocked and unbelievable.

What did they see?

Nie Wuqing and many other strong men were shocked and confused.

Is the soul power attack of the eight super alchemists useless?

"Elder, what happened?" Xuan Ji hurriedly looked at the senior official Bai Chen and asked.

Shangguan Baichen's face was dull and shocked, and he trembled: "Eight...Eight is the soul power of the alchemist, one meter away from Feng Wuchen... . Stopped."

"Stop it?" Xuan Ji and Yang Tianhan were taken aback.

What does it mean to stop?

Did the eight alchemists not attack?

They can't see the existence of soul power, and don't know what happened.

Shangguan Bai Chen said in horror: "Feng Wuchen's soul power is very terrifying, and it has blocked the soul power of all eight of them."

The old faces of Xuan Ji, Yang Tianhan and others changed drastically, and their bodies trembled as if they were struck by lightning.

"What? Our soul power is not as good as the soul power of the Holy Venerable Alchemist?" Niyun Mountain was dumbfounded, his old eyes were about to fall off.

"What kind of soul power is this? It can actually block all of our soul power!" An alchemist said in horror.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! This seat must be wrong." Another defeated alchemist said in horror, shaking his head like a machine.

Hearing the exclamation of the alchemist, the triumphant smiles on the old faces of the other defeated people suddenly stiffened.

The soul power of the Holy Venerable Alchemist, blocking the soul power of the eight Supreme True Immortal Alchemists?

"The soul power of the Supreme True Immortal Alchemist is nothing more than that." Feng Wuchensen said coldly, and glanced at the eight alchemists with cold and contemptuous eyes.

If the soul force is head-on, Feng Wuchen is indeed not an opponent, and far from it.

But in front of the ancestor of soul power, any powerful soul power had to kneel down.

"You... are you a ghost or a human?" Ye Chen asked in horror, as if he had forgotten the pain, feeling that Feng Wuchen was more terrifying than the demons of the eighteenth hell.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Puff puff!"

Feng Wuchen immediately waved his hand, and the soul power of the eight horrors was instantly shattered. At the same time, eight top alchemists spit out blood and were seriously injured on the spot.

"What kind of soul power is this? The eight of us can't resist it together!" The eight people of Niyun Mountain were so frightened that they had never seen such an overbearing soul power that could not be resisted.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, many powerful people including Nie Wuqing, all gasped in horror, and their courage was shocked.

The eight supreme true immortal alchemists joined forces, and they were no match for the wind and dust of a saintly realm alchemist.

"How is this possible..." Shangguan Baichen trembled, and Feng Wuchen's existence completely subverted his perception of soul power.

"It's terrible, is he still a human?" Xuan Ji was horrified, his old face pale as a dead man.

At the same time, the overbearing soul power impacted Ye Chenxin's violent scream, his soul body was seriously damaged, his breath was extremely weak, and finally turned into a strand of remnant soul.

"Feng Wuchen, stop!" Ye Chenxin became more and more frightened and desperate. If he doesn't stop, he will surely disappear.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Feng Wuchensen said coldly, and at the same time withdrew his soul power.

"Boom!"

As soon as his mind moved, the ancestor of fire urged it out, and the overbearing and unimaginable horror aura rolled away, and Feng Wuchen's palm lit up a white flame.

"What kind of flame is this?" Ye Chenxin was desperate, already feeling the end that was more painful than death.

Provoking an existence more terrifying than the devil, Ye Chenxin can be said to regret that his intestines are blue at this moment.

"White flames! What a terrifying aura that makes me feel the aura of death!" Nie couldn't help but step back several steps in horror.

"Is this the sacred fire? No, it's more terrifying than the sacred fire! The fire attribute in my body is scared." Niyun Mountain said in terror, the alchemists were scared to death, and their psychological defenses collapsed.

Shangguan Bai Chen said dumbfounded: "The wind and dust-free flame has the ability to restrain, and the old man's flame seems to be surrendering it!"

Feng Wuchen flicked his fingers, and a white flame wrapped Ye Chenxin's remnant soul.

"Ah!" Ye Chenxin's remnant soul uttered an extremely painful scream again, and everyone was frozen physically and mentally, and extremely frightened.

Feng Wuchensen said coldly: "Ye Chenxin! I will use the ancestor of the fire today to seal you for thousands of years!"

When the words were over, Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the white flame flew to a sacred mountain in the distance with Ye Chenxin's remnant soul, and the towering mountains instantly ignited a white flame.

Looking at everyone at Nie Wuqing with cold eyes, Feng Wuchensen said coldly: "Don't you want to kill me? Give you a chance to prepare. After a month, I will come to the Immortal Realm space myself. I will let you know and provoke me. The end!"