Chapter 3457: The wind is here
In just half an hour, the Ancient Immortal Realm has been controlled by mysterious forces.
The major forces suffered heavy casualties, their families were destroyed, and blood was flowing.
Even Xianyue Pavilion suffered heavy casualties and finally had to surrender.
Stronger than the five major races, under the frantic attacks of many fairy gods and half-step fairy gods, they were ultimately unable to resist.
The five major races suffered heavy casualties, and even the patriarchs and elders were hit hard.
In the entire Ancient Immortal Realm, only the Ancient Immortal Palace and the Emperor Immortal Palace were safe and sound.
After Qiansuo failed, he didn't make another move against Ancient Immortal Palace.
Today's Ancient Immortal Territory, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood, as well as a breath of grief and despair.
The ancient immortal realm fell, and the entire ancient immortal realm fell under the control of mysterious forces.
A large swath of slander and slander against Feng Wuchen and Dragon Soul before has been covered by grief and despair.
"The Ancient Immortal Realm is over, Yanchen Ancient Immortal Venerable, and the patriarchs of the five major races are powerless!"
Everyone feels plunged into endless darkness, without a trace of light, and their hearts are occupied by fear.
In the face of absolute power, they can do nothing except to suffer rude oppression and bullying.
The suppression of grief makes many practitioners feel more uncomfortable than death.
As time passes day by day, the major forces that surrender can only be company with grief and anger.
Everyone felt that the ancient fairy world was over.
The countless repairers who have been tortured at this moment only hope that the Feng Wuchen and the Dragon Soul powerhouse will take action as soon as possible to save them from the water and fire.
But as the days passed, neither Feng Wuchen nor half of the shadow of the dragon soul powerhouse could be seen.
The five major races have already taken action, why did the dragon soul not take action?
The dragon soul and Rakshasa seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
All the major forces are speculating that the dragon soul is very likely to be eliminated.
After all, this mysterious force is too terrifying and possesses absolute power.
No matter how powerful the dragon soul is, it only has a few fairy realms. How can it compete with dozens of fairy realms and more than 100 half-step fairy realms?
There was a dead silence in the emperor's fairy palace.
Grief, anger, hatred, depression and other emotions are all written on their faces, everyone is shaking, they are like the dead men who run away.
They are waiting, waiting for their soul and spiritual leader!
They are ready to go, ready to fight back!
Everyone is waiting for an order!
Once the order appears, they will rush towards the enemy with the most terrifying and ruthless cold-blooded side.
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Tianxianjie, Xianyue Pavilion.
This has become a new base for mysterious forces.
"Big Brother Qiansuo, how is your injury?" one person asked.
"It's okay." Qian Suosen said coldly, his eyes narrowed, and a vicious flash flashed.
In Qiansuo's mind, he could never forget the overbearing sword prisoner.
As a strong man in the fairyland, it was a shame to be defeated by an opponent of the same level.
"Can the dragon soul move?" Qian Suo asked.
One person respectfully said: "No, Feng Wuchen hasn't left the customs yet."
"After so many days, the ancient immortal world is already under our control, and Feng Wuchen still has a heart to practice in retreat. Does it really matter to other people's life and death?" Qian Suo sneered slightly.
"Brother Qiansuo, in my opinion, you can directly move the dragon soul. They are all in the Emperor Zun Immortal Palace, a group of turtles with their heads shrunk." A man sneered.
"Except for the prisoner cow, the patriarchs of the other four major races have been arrested, and everything is under our control. It doesn't matter when Feng Wuchen will leave the customs. They are dead anyway, so why worry?" Ye Qingyan Sneered.
Qian Suo smiled and said: "Qing Yan is right, really don't worry, we have time, no matter how Feng Wuchen cultivates, we can't be the **** of war, unless he can soar, but the ancient gods will not give him a chance."
"By the way, immediately send someone to the Ancient Immortal Hall to spread the news. Within three days, the prisoner Niu patriarch will exchange his life for the four patriarchs, otherwise they will be killed!"
The prisoner must die!
The shame cannot be erased without killing the prisoner cow.
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Among the divine ring, with the help of the ancient spirits in the water of the Qianling Pond, the wind and dust of mad cultivation has become more and more terrifying, and it is close to the peak of the fairy gods.
Breaking through the peak of the Immortal God Realm, you have the qualification to ascend to the Pangu Realm.
"It's a pity that the ancient aura is exhausted," Feng Wuchen muttered to himself.
In addition to Feng Wuchen's own practice, the soul of the Samsara Tower is also absorbing ancient auras, so it consumes very quickly.
Stretching his waist, Feng Wuchen said: "The cultivation base of the old nightmare monster is similar to mine now, it should be enough to touch the thunder."
"Boy, something big has happened to the outside world." The Chaos Profound Fire Beast heard a voice.
"Something happened?" Feng Wuchen was taken aback.
Chaos Profound Fire Beast is about to tell Feng Wuchen what happened in the ancient immortal world.
After listening, Feng Wuchen was expressionless.
Obviously extremely angry.
The mysterious forces are too arrogant and arrogant.
Feng Wuchen will never be tolerated.
"Hei Qing is really willing to deal with me." Feng Wuchensen said coldly, his dark eyes flashed with a murderous look.
"Boy, you have to be prepared. Their strength is much stronger than that of Demon Nightmare. There are 37 people in the Immortal God Realm!" A voice came from the Chaos Profound Fire Beast.
"A lot?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, not paying attention at all.
When the mind moves, he immediately withdraws from the precepts.
Feng Wuchen clearly felt the spreading grief, anger, hatred and depression in the emperor's fairy palace.
Feng Wuchen can also feel the mood of everyone in Dragon Soul Raksha at this moment.
A figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.
In an instant, everyone's eyes swept over.
At the moment of seeing the wind and dust, everyone's eyes were wet, and the depressed emotions poured out like a tide.
That feeling is like returning from **** to heaven in an instant, so happy.
Excitement of ecstasy, madness gushes!
The dawn of victory came.
The appearance of that man made them all feel extremely at ease, as if omnipotent, any powerful enemy, and any difficulties, would no longer exist in front of that man.
That man is a nightmare for all enemies!
"Honorable Lord!" Everyone looked at Feng Wuchen with their eyes full of excitement and hope.
"I know what happened. Brothers have worked so hard. Leave the next thing to me." Feng Wuchen said lightly, walking down the stairs step by step.
A simple sentence drove the Dragon Soul and Rakshasa crazy.
Feng Wuchen came to the center of the square and slowly closed his eyes.
Many familiar breaths have disappeared.
The grief, hatred, despair, wind and dust permeated by the ancient fairy world can be felt.
"Because of my relationship, the ancient immortal world has been involved." Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart, the monstrous anger was burning wildly.
Feng Wuchen slowly flew up, **** murderous, forming a horrible storm violently rolling straight into the sky.
"Feng Wuchen is here!" Feng Wuchen roared fiercely, and the roar of rage resounded through every corner of the ancient fairy world!
