Chapter 932: Crazy slaughter
The gates of **** were swallowed frantically, and more and more people were swallowed ruthlessly, and finally turned into ashes.
The gates of **** swallowed at a terrifying speed. A large number of repairers were swallowed one after another. In just a few seconds, tens of thousands of people were swallowed in.
Even those who are strong in the transformation of the gods cannot escape the end of swallowing!
"Hall Lord! Save me! I don't want to die!"
"What martial skill is this?"
"Help! The lord save me!"
The army of the God King Temple was so frightened that ghosts were crying and howling, and there was nothing they could do to escape. At this moment, they all regretted their bowels.
The cultivators who were not swallowed behind were secretly thankful that they had not rushed up so fast, otherwise they would have been wiped out.
Everyone in the Dragon God Alliance watched this scene with extreme horror, they were all frightened, and everyone trembled in fear.
Leng Yunkong and the top of the God King Temple were extremely frightened, each of them pale and dull, and had never seen such a terrifying martial arts.
How scary is it to swallow tens of thousands of people in a few seconds?
The existence of the gates of **** is simply a representative of despair!
"This is not true, is it......"
"When did the palace master cultivate such a terrifying martial arts? In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of people were swallowed in, and all were wiped out."
"I'm not dreaming, am I? It's terrible! It's no wonder that the hall master doesn't let us interfere."
The soldiers who blocked the God King’s Temple from all sides were filled with fear and disbelief.
The picture is too terrifying, so terrible that it is unimaginable. I would rather believe it is a dream than a real existence.
Killing tens of thousands in a blink of an eye, who can believe it?
The appearance of the terrifying gate of **** once stopped the war.
If Leng Hun was still alive, he would definitely be scared to death by the dust-free **** gate!
"Hmph! I said, too many people may not kill me!" Feng Wuchen sneered, and the gate of **** instantly swallowed tens of thousands of people, making Feng Wuchen feel quite fulfilled.
At this moment, no one dared to approach Feng Wuchen for the remaining tens of thousands of troops in the God King's Temple, their faces pale and frightened.
In their eyes, Feng Wuchen at this moment is the devil who kills people without blinking, who will die.
"Do you think it's okay if you don't rush up?" Feng Wuchen sneered sneer, and his hands were already marked by rapid changes during the conversation.
In the gates of hell, the terrifying death aura suddenly boiled, and then condensed into tens of thousands of **** hands and shot out.
"Shoo hoo!"
The dense **** hands burst out, the speed is extremely terrifying, with a strong sonic boom, they don't give them any chance to react at all, they frantically grabbed the repairer and pulled back to the gate of hell.
"Run away!"
"No! Feng Wuchen stop! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"Ah! Lord, save me!"
For a time, the horrified shouts spread again, and within a few blinks, tens of thousands of cultivators were caught by the terrifying **** hands into the gate of hell.
In front of the gates of hell, they have no chance to survive, or even escape.
Their fate is in Feng Wuchen's hands, and Feng Wuchen is undoubtedly the Hades who controls life and death at this moment!
The terrifying picture once again deeply shocked all the strong on the scene, and there was no one to rescue the strong from the God King Temple.
Such terrifying martial arts, terrifying **** gates, scared their souls to fly, and their faces were as pale as dead.
"Guru..."
Everyone in the audience was speechless, swallowing in horror.
Feng Wuchen wiped out the seven to eighty thousand troops of the God King's Temple by his own power. What a terrifying data!
The gate of hell, shocking the audience!
The horrible and brutal means caused the remaining 10,000 or 20,000 repairers to lose their fighting spirit, frightened them all, and fleeing each one.
In front of the gates of hell, life is so small.
"Brothers! Don't let any of them go! Kill!" The Scarlet Emperor roared fiercely, breaking the dead space.
The elite soldiers of the Dragon Temple used teleportation to start the massacre.
The fugitive repairers, full of fear and completely lost fighting spirit, wait for their fate, only death!
"Shoo hoo!"
"Chichichichi!"
The next scene is undoubtedly the moment when the soldiers of the Dragon Temple are massacred. Wherever they passed, a large number of corpses fell one after another, with fierce and merciless methods.
After Tian Xianzi waited for the Dragon God Alliance cultivators to recover from their shock, one after another shot.
After the shock and fear, everyone in the Dragon God Alliance was very excited and excited.
The war was staged again.
The general situation of the God King Temple is gone, and the horrific massacre of Feng Wuchen has scared them to death. Now the Dragon God Alliance has launched a big counterattack.
At this moment, no one dared to approach Feng Wuchen for a while.
The elders of the God King Temple, also because of the horror of the gates of hell, have become a little dull at the moment when they are fighting with Wang Jiuzhong and others, and their mentality has been greatly affected.
"Aren't the people from the Demon Clan coming?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.
The defeat of the army of the God King Temple can be described as a great loss of vitality.
Except for Leng Yunkong, the other powerhouses have no threat at all.
Under this circumstance, the Temple of the King of Gods could not be supported for long, but now we still haven't seen the powerful Demon Race come to support the Temple of the King of Gods.
"Feng Wuchen!" Leng Yunkong was so angry that he hated Feng Wuchen as he stared at Feng Wuchen with scarlet eyes.
"boom!"
Leng Yunkong rushed to Feng Wuchen frantically, with extremely terrifying speed.
"Leader, be careful!" Xing Tian yelled in panic, and the three of them tried their best to pursue.
However, Leng Yunkong's speed was above them, and it was too late to stop Leng Yunkong.
"Huh!" Perceiving Leng Yunkong's move, Feng Wuchen was not afraid, but instead evoked a sneer of contempt.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand gently, and the gate of **** disappeared.
Leng Yunkong's strength was terrifying, and the gate of **** couldn't deal with it at all.
"Feng Wuchen! Take your life!" Leng Yunkong was so angry that he lost his reason, his palm was condensed with destructive energy, and he hit Feng Wuchen mercilessly.
Leng Yunkong's palm is so powerful that if it is hit, 10,000 winds and dust will not be able to stop it.
The furious Leng Yunkong didn't seem to see Feng Wuchen's calm look.
"boom!"
"Crack!"
"puff!"
At this critical moment, a black shadow appeared silently in front of Feng Wuchen's body, and greeted Leng Yunkong with a palm, with a bang, and at the same time as the sound of bone fragmentation came, only Leng Yunkong vomited. The blood flew out.
"Hall Master!" Ye Qianshui and other high-level officials were shocked.
A palm broke Leng Yunkong's arm and shook it severely. What a terrifying powerhouse is this?
In the sudden scene, everyone in the God King Temple was completely desperate.
The person here is Yanlong!
Seeing Yanlong making a move, the Chi Yuan trio couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Yanlong shot, the temple of the **** king must perish!
"A Transformation God Realm!" Leng Yunkong looked at Yan Long in horror. He never expected that there would be such a terrifying power behind the Dragon Temple.
