Chapter 930: Punch

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The huge black energy claws ruthlessly bombarded the mountains, deafening the sound, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the majestic mountain peaks where the destructive energy passed were turned into ashes.

Only the Palace of the God King Temple has a strong defensive power, and has not been destroyed.

The huge pitch-black giant pit has a visual impact and is extremely frightening.

How terrifying is it to explode huge pits of tens of thousands of feet?

"Hmph! I'm looking for death by myself!" Leng Hun said with a slight smug. The series of bombing seemed to make Leng Hun feel quite fulfilled.

The cold soul burst out of the highest power, he believed that under his fierce attack, he would definitely be able to beat the wind and dust.

"The power of the young palace master is so terrible, Feng Wuchen is immortal and disabled. This is the consequence of arrogance!"

"Yes, that's right! Dare to be arrogant in front of our Young Master, it's a long life!"

"I thought how powerful it was, but didn't it turn out to be beaten by the Young Master?"

The people in the Temple of the King of Gods sneered once again gleefully.

"Don't be too happy, there will be times when you are afraid." Chaoshen sneered playfully.

The people in the Dragon God Alliance are completely holding the mentality of watching the show, and they can't find the slightest worry on their faces.

The expressions of Leng Yunkong and the elders were very solemn. Even though it seemed that Lengxun had the upper hand, there was not the slightest expression of joy on their faces.

"Hall Master, it seems that Feng Wuchen has broken through the God Realm." Elder Bai Qingjue solemnly said, still with an incredible look in his eyes.

Leng Yunkong frowned and said, "Feng Wuchen's breath has not weakened at all, and the attack of the soul did not hurt Feng Wuchen the slightest."

The divine king's temple transformed the divine realm powerhouse, and his expression began to show a trace of horror.

After the terrifying energy ripples lasted for five minutes, they gradually dissipated, and the dust in the sky drifted away with the breeze. In the huge deep pit, a faint golden light began to shine.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by this faint golden light.

For a while, the audience was quiet again.

"What's going on? Feng Wuchen's breath hasn't diminished at all." Leng Hun frowned slightly, and as the energy ripples dissipated, he clearly felt Feng Wuchen's breath.

That is the breath of the first layer of the gods!

Under the pit, Feng Wuchen's figure slowly floated up, the golden light radiating from his body became more dazzling, and the corners of his mouth showed a dangerous arc.

When Feng Wuchen's figure appeared in the sight of everyone, everyone in the Temple of the King of God was shocked, their eyes instantly enlarged to the extreme, and their faces were full of horror.

"Unharmed! Feng Wuchen was not injured!"

"The first realm of the transformation of the gods!"

"This...this...isn't it true?"

The people in the Temple of the King of Gods were extremely shocked, and the noise rose into the sky, and they were all frightened.

Looking at Feng Wuchen blankly, he couldn't utter a word, obviously he couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen was unscathed.

Staring at Leng Hun with contempt, Feng Wuchen smiled and said: "If you only have this ability, then it will disappoint me too much. Your attack just now is nothing to me."

The cold soul was dumbfounded, and his body trembled slightly.

Offering an immortal weapon, performing an immortal decision, and doing my best, the result is that Feng Wuchen is unharmed!

Lenghun couldn't accept it, and was unwilling to accept it!

Shocked! The audience was shocked!

"Hall Master is mighty!"

"Leader is mighty!"

"Kill Cold Soul! Destroy the Temple of the King of Gods! Revenge for the brothers!"

This time it was the turn of the Dragon God Alliance everyone to cheer, and the cheers went straight to the sky, and their faces flushed with excitement.

"Buzz!"

The power of the bloodline spurred out, the dazzling golden light flashed in vain, covering the vast void, extremely dazzling, monstrous destructive energy gushing out of Feng Wuchen's body like a prehistoric explosion, the power is extremely fierce.

With just the power of stimulating blood, Feng Wuchen's breath rushed to the second peak of the Transcendent God Realm. With his powerful body, Feng Wuchen's combat effectiveness was comparable to the third Transcendent God Realm.

"hiss......"

Feeling the horrible breath of Feng Wuchen, the people in the God King Temple took a breath of horror, and the fear on their complexion became more intense, like watching a monster.

"It's impossible..." Lenghun said in horror and dullness.

"Prince Dragon God Fist!"

A fierce and murderous look flashed in his eyes, and the overbearing and terrifying power condensed on his fist, Feng Wuchen let out a cold cry, his body shot out like a golden lightning.

"Be careful of the soul!" Leng Yunkong was shocked and couldn't help shouting.

However, he drank coldly in horror and didn't seem to hear him, and his body was motionless.

"boom!"

"puff!"

A burst of golden lightning came, carrying the momentum of thunder, and blasted Lenghun’s chest with a bang, and Lenghun’s chest clearly collapsed, and then spouted a mouthful of blood, Lenghun’s body, instantly It turned into black lightning and shot out.

"How could this be? How could Feng Wuchen's strength become so powerful, it is impossible for him to break through the Divine Transformation Realm in such a short period of time." The cold soul that flew out said in horror, why he didn't want to believe this fact. .

"Soul!"

"Young Hallmaster!"

Seeing this scene, Leng Yunkong and the people in the Temple of the God King screamed in panic.

The breath of Lenghun completely wilted at the moment when Feng Wuchen was hit.

Leng Soul's injury was extremely serious, Feng Wuchen's punch completely defeated all of his defenses, and it was extremely vulnerable.

With just a punch, Feng Wuchen easily defeated Leng Hun.

Everyone in the Dragon God Alliance roared with excitement, ecstatic.

"Hun'er!" Leng Yunkong shot out in a panic.

"Shoo!"

Chi Yuan and Xing Tian stepped forward to intercept them for the first time.

"Since it's a life-and-death battle, why should you intervene?" Chi Yuansen said coldly, staring at Leng Yunkong without fear.

"Get away!" Leng Yunkong roared frantically.

"If you want to go, you can step over from our corpses!" Xing Tian said strongly.

"Unreasonable!" Leng Yunkong was furious, and monstrous terrifying energy burst out uncontrollably.

But at this moment, Feng Wuchen's figure appeared abruptly in front of Leng Hun, and stretched out his palm to trap Leng Hun.

"Young Hallmaster!" Ye Qianshui and other high-level officials yelled in panic again, but no one dared to take action at this time.

"Feng Wuchen, what do you want to do?" Lenghun asked in horror.

The severely injured Cold Soul was unable to resist the power of Feng Wuchen.

"Huner!" Leng Yunkong, who was aware of this, changed his expression drastically, and hurriedly shouted: "The wind is dustless, if you dare to kill my son, I will make you all wiped out!"

"Really? It depends on your ability." Feng Wuchen sneered, and glanced at the angry Leng Yunkong with contempt.

"Peng!"

A ray of black flame appeared out of thin air, and Feng Wuchen sneered: "I will accept the power of space without hesitation."