Chapter 894: Reappearance

"Leader, be careful!"

Feeling the monstrous soul power of Demon Wind, Death Nine was shocked and hurriedly shouted at Feng Wuchen.

"Don't panic, the hall master is also an eighth-rank alchemist, and his soul power is by no means weak." Tian Xianzi didn't worry at all.

as expected.

Facing the terrifying soul power of Mo Feng, Feng Wuchen had no fear on his face, and the domineering and powerful soul power in his body quickly urged it out.

"boom!"

In an instant, the two fierce soul powers collided with a bang, and the void rolled violently, like an angry wave.

"The soul power of the leader is terrifying!"

"I resisted it with no effort!"

"Unexpectedly, Feng Wuchen could be so terrifying, and the eighth-rank alchemist can't help him. The terrifying power of Tiangu just now can't hurt him!"

The alchemists were shocked.

The cultivators who had despised Feng Wuchen before were all shocked by Feng Wuchen's monstrous strength.

"Did you see it? You are not very strong as an eighth-rank alchemist." Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, contemptuously obvious.

Arrogant! Extremely arrogant!

Feng Wuchen didn't pay attention to the eighth-rank alchemist of the Demon Race.

Mo Feng's old face was extremely gloomy, Mo Zhong and other Demon clan powerhouses were shocked, but he did not expect Feng Wuchen to withstand Mo Feng's soul power so easily.

"Shoo hoo!"

At this moment, in the teleportation formation of the Holy Soul Academy, dozens of figures flashed in vain.

The people here are not others, they are the powerhouses of Xianqi Pavilion, Zhang Family, Tiandao Sect, Shenwu Sect, Northern Xuanzong, Xingyun Sect and so on.

"Sure enough, it's not what I expected!" Seeing dozens of powerful demons, the Red Emperor frowned and said in secret.

"Fortunately, we caught up!" Liu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Leader, are you okay?" Chi Yuan asked Feng Wuchen, looking at Feng Wuchen.

"It's okay." Feng Wuchen replied lightly.

"The Demon Race has come to have so many powerful gods." Xing Tian frowned, his expression very solemn.

"The person who came is not good." Zhang Wuhun frowned. Seeing so many powerful demons, he was a little frightened.

"Feng Wuchen, I have to compliment you a few words. The Dragon God Alliance can grow up in such a short period of time. It's really amazing, but it's good, since it's all here, it saves us a lot of time." Mo Zhong said lightly. Evil smile said.

Yun Wanderer's injury was not healed, Mo Zhong did not pay attention to Chi Yuan and the others.

Originally, the Demon Race intended to let the Divine King Temple take action, but it was a pity that the Divine King Temple had failed when dealing with Beixuanzong.

Now it can only be shot by the Mozu himself.

"Don't think that you are too strong, and don't underestimate our Dragon God Alliance." Feng Wuchen responded with neither humble nor overbearing, cold eyes glanced at Mo Zhong.

There are dozens of powerful demonized gods, Feng Wuchen is not worried at all.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's confident appearance, everyone was relieved a lot.

"Looking at your dissatisfaction, it seems you don't give up. What else can you do, just use it." Feng Wuchen looked at Mo Feng with a cold smile and took the initiative to provoke the second elder of the Mo Clan.

"The old man wants to see if the Eight-Rank Pill you refine has such a high quality!" Mo Feng said fiercely, his soul power could not suppress Feng Wuchen. As the elder of the Demon Clan, how could he lose this face?

"Do you want to compete with me to refine the pill?" Feng Wuchen asked in surprise.

"What? Are you scared?" Mo Fengsen asked coldly.

Feng Wuchen shook his head and sneered: "It's not afraid, but I think it's wasting my time."

While talking, dozens of extremely precious medicinal materials appeared out of thin air on Feng Wuchen's palm.

This is the medicinal material for refining the eight-pin pill!

"I'll let you demons see what powerful alchemy is!" Feng Wuchen sneered proudly, and the black fire urged it out and wrapped dozens of medicinal materials.

"One thought becomes a pill!" Seeing Feng Wuchen making a pill with one hand, everyone in Liu Qingyang became excited.

"Dead elder, Sect Master Xing Tian, ​​don't you want to see the supernatural powers of the leader? Look up!" Chi Yuan smiled slightly.

"Supernatural power? Will it become a pill with one thought?" Wang Jiuzhong and others were shocked.

"Supernatural powers?" Everyone present, including the powerful demons, was at a loss.

What magical power can Feng Wuchen display?

"What magical powers does the leader have? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard, I only know that the leader has the name of Emperor Dan."

"What kind of supernatural power is it, show it to us!"

The crowd was curious, everyone couldn't wait.

Everyone's eyes turned to Feng Wuchen's palm.

On Feng Wuchen's palm, in the shocking eyes of everyone, dozens of medicinal materials instantly turned into medicinal liquid, condensing the embryonic pill at a terrifying speed.

Seeing this scene, the audience was silent, everyone was stunned.

"..." The magic wind was dumbfounded, his body completely stiff.

"This..." Tian Gu was even more shocked, his eyes almost staring out.

In a blink of an eye, an eight-level pill exuding a terrifying aura appeared on Feng Wuchen's palm.

One thought becomes a pill.

Dead! The Holy Soul Academy is dead!

The terrifying aura of the Eighth Stage Pill rolled away wildly.

"Boom!"

Above the void, dark clouds were densely covered, the electric dragon flickered constantly, and the terrible medicine pill attracted Dan Lei.

The sudden Dan Lei shocked everyone who had fallen into the petrification, and raised their heads to look at the monstrous Thunder Dragon high in the sky.

Above the void, a horrible thunder power is brewing in the huge dark cloud vortex of thousands of feet.

"Boom!"

After a while, a terrifying thunder and lightning with a diameter of three meters slammed down. The sound of thunder shook the world, and the terrifying thunder and lightning seemed to split the world in half.

"Guru..."

Seeing the terrifying thunder and lightning, everyone seemed to swallow in horror, pale and trembling all over.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen waved his hand, a terrifying golden energy slash, abruptly smashed down the pill lightning, extremely domineering.

Pill thunder is defeated, the eighth-level pill becomes!

There was a dead silence in the Saint Soul Academy, and everyone was shocked and horrified.

"One thought becomes a pill!"

I don't know how long it took, a shocked old voice suddenly came from the depths of the Saint Soul Academy Palace.

"Dan... the realm of Emperor Dan! The realm of Emperor Dan in the legend! The leader is indeed the realm of Emperor Dan!" Jiu Zhong was shocked, and his face was gloomy.

"One thought becomes a pill! One thought becomes a pill! The magical powers of the evil dragon **** back then!" Elder Mofeng couldn't help exclaiming.

"One thought becomes a pill, this is... the realm of Emperor Dan! Feng Wuchen is actually the realm of Emperor Dan!" Tian Gu exclaimed in disbelief, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, except for shock. Shock.

In the eyes of everyone, Feng Wuchen previously controlled Ye Tianwei and Yang Yunqing to refine three powerful Seven-Rank Pills at the same time, which was already a very terrifying existence.

Now the display of supernatural powers instantly subverted their perception of alchemists!

One thought becomes a pill, a god-like existence!