Chapter 814: The Young Master Strikes

"The legendary Primordial Seal Array?"

Hearing Feng Wuchen's shocking words, Liu Qingyang and the others were shocked.

With such a terrifying formation, it is no wonder Feng Wuchen was seriously injured in an instant, and he didn't even have a chance to resist.

"How to break such a terrible seal formation? Can anyone in this world break it?" Zhang Junlan said blankly.

"If Primordial Power is really sealed inside, wouldn't it be..." Beidou Yan was dumbfounded, and he didn't dare to think anymore.

The ancient Seal Array is so powerful that they can't help being sealed in the Seal Array without thinking about the power of time.

Even Feng Wuchen thought so, so he was anxious to break the formation.

"The power of the Seal Array is too terrible, the Shadowless Profound Light Array is stronger, and this Seal Array cannot be broken." Feng Wuchen shook his head laboriously. Even after swallowing several healing pills, his injuries would not recover so quickly.

When the words fell, the power of destroying the world was retracted, and the scroll supported by the Primordial Power was lost, and the horror array that was projected slowly disappeared.

When the formation disappeared, Zhang Junlan and the others were completely relieved. The power of the sealing formation was really terrifying.

The golden light of the ancient scroll dissipated and floated down.

At this time, I discovered that the piece of scroll was completely integrated, and there was no crack at all, and it became a complete scroll.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand, put the scroll into the storage ring, and then sat on the spot to heal his injuries.

"Big Brother Feng, how is your injury?" Miao Qingqing asked concerned, looking at Feng Wuchen's pale face, she was very worried.

Feng Wuchen smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, I will recover in two days."

After a pause, Feng Wuchen said again: "Tianwei, take good care of him, don't let him run away, Qingyang, Xiao Zhang, keep looking, and be careful."

"Yes!" Ye Tianwei nodded respectfully.

"Master, I'll help you heal your wounds." Lan Yue quickly urged the power of the elves to heal Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen closed his eyes and began to exercise his strength to heal his injuries.

Looking at Feng Wuchen, Yin Yang Shifeng said inwardly: "This stinky boy is very vigilant. It is not easy to seize the scroll. Moreover, if he seizes the scroll, it is useless without the ancient power. Even if he opens the seal again, there is no power to break it. Regardless, the Patriarch may have a way to recapture the Primordial Power first."

"Are you okay?" At this moment, Yin Yang Shifeng heard a voice in his mind.

"Young Mastermind!" Yin Yang Shifeng's expression was overjoyed, and he quickly transmitted his voice: "Young Mastermind, you can count it. Feng Wuchen and the others can't break the seal, Primordial Power..."

Before the Yin and Yang Shifeng talk was finished, he was interrupted by the young man: "I have seen it all. Such an ancient seal is indeed terrifying."

"Since Shao Si Ming has seen it, you should also know that Feng Wuchen has more than a dozen soul bodies in the transformation of the gods. Those soul bodies are very powerful. Shao Si Ming must be careful." Yin Yang Shifeng said.

Shao Siming didn't answer. His figure was like a ghost, silently appearing behind Feng Wuchen and the others. Compared with the original, Shao Siming's cultivation level seemed to have improved a bit.

"Shao Siming, long time no see." But when the Shao Siming appeared, Feng Wuchen suddenly spoke.

Feng Wuchen in the healing process actually noticed the appearance of Shao Siming.

"What? Young Mastermind?" Ye Tianwei and others' complexions changed drastically after hearing Feng Wuchen's words, and they suddenly turned to look.

When he turned around, when he saw Shao Si Ming's deity, the faces of Ye Tianwei and others were instantly horrified.

The horror of Young Si Ming has always been deep in Ye Tianwei's heart.

"Broken! This guy's strength is terrifying, when did this **** summon him?" Beidou Yan gritted his teeth and felt his whole body trembling.

"Hall Master, this is in trouble!" Ye Tianwei frowned, facing the young commander's orders, they couldn't control the fear in their hearts.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Puff puff!"

In the next second, a black shadow flashed by, and Ye Tianwei and the others vomited blood one after another, shooting out from the back, breaking a tree and severely injured on the spot.

Ye Tianwei and the others didn't react at all, and they didn't see how Shao Siming made the move.

In just a moment, Ye Tianwei and them were all hit hard.

Feng Wuchen did not stop to heal his injuries, nor did his face change. It seemed that Shao Siming appeared, and he did not feel any surprise or fear, nor did he worry about Ye Tianwei and the others.

"Shao Si Ming." Yin Yang Shifeng ran over quickly, and Ye Tianwei didn't dare to stop them.

Shao Si Ming had no expression on his face, slowly raised his hand, facing Feng Wuchen, his palm condensed a powerful force, long hair without wind, his sleeves stirred, and the monstrous aura swept away.

"Shoo hoo!"

At this time, perceiving the horrible vigor, Liu Qingyang and Zhang Junlan flashed back. When they saw the young man, their faces were huge and shocked, and the shock was replaced by panic.

"Yin-Yang Family Young Master Ming!" Zhang Junlan was horrified, his expression changed drastically.

"It turned out to be him! Not good! Qingqing!" Liu Qingyang was frightened, and immediately rushed to the heavily injured Miao Qingqing.

The strength of Shao Si Ming is too strong.

Fearful existence!

"Shoo hoo!"

With a movement of thought, a dozen or so souls of the god-transformation realm appeared and stood in front of Feng Wuchen.

"Hmph! Are you afraid? None of you want to leave alive today!" Yin Yang Shifeng sneered triumphantly, his eyes extremely fierce.

Thinking back to Liu Qingyang and the others who had divided his storage ring, the anger of Yin Yang Shi Feng broke out uncontrollably.

"Rely on these wastes?" Young Siming said coldly, and even the eighteen powers of the gods, the Young Siming did not take it seriously.

"Boom boom boom!"

When the words fell, an extremely terrifying energy suddenly burst out of the palm of the young man's hand, and the surging energy shook a dozen of the gods of transformation into the air in the blink of an eye.

In front of the young commander's command, these soul puppets of the God-Transforming Realm were just scum and were vulnerable.

It's so terrible just by strength.

Liu Qingyang and the others were shocked, unable to move their bodies.

"Qingyang, Xiao Zhang, give Tianwei and the others a healing pill."

Feng Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, turned to look at Shao Siming, and said calmly, "I was aware of it when you came."

"Oh? Now that you know I'm coming, aren't you afraid of me?" Shao Siming asked in surprise.

"I have what you want, why should I be afraid of you? Your strength is indeed very strong, but we don't seem to be the kind that you can kill if you want." Feng Wuchen believed.

"Kill you, I can also get the Primordial Power!" The Young Master said coldly, his palm aimed at Feng Wuchen without hesitation, and the terrifying power has once again condensed.

"That's not necessarily." Feng Wuchen still has no fear on his face, on the contrary, he looks confident.