Dragon God Sovereign

Eighteen strong celestial realms all died under the wind and dust sword in a blink of an eye.

The fierce strength and brutal means deeply shocked the three elders of the Eastern family and Tian Yunzi.

"End...End..." The three elders trembled all over, completely desperate.

Once again offended Feng Wuchen, they have not dared to think about the consequences.

"You three old things, you really won't shed tears if you don't see the coffin." Feng Wuchen said sternly, and the three elders knelt down in terror with their fierce eyes.

"Spare! Little brother spare your life!"

"It's all my fault for waiting for a while, and I shouldn't think of revenge for the Patriarch!"

"Little brother, we know we are wrong, please spare our lives, the Eastern family still has to rely on us for support."

The three elders repeatedly kowtow to beg for mercy, and were so frightened that they were so scared.

"Since you miss the Eastern Patriarch so much, then I'll send you to see him!" Feng Wuchen said coldly. As he spoke, a black flame was condensed in the palm of his left hand, and the icy horror cold was swept away.

"Chichi!"

Wherever the icy air passed, the air froze into ice one after another, and the space within a radius of several tens of meters condensed an ice attribute space.

Looking at the cold black flame, the three elders were desperate.

"Is this... a flame?" Tian Yunzi's heart was shocked, staring wide-eyed at the black flame on Feng Wuchen's palm.

At the same time, Tian Yunzi could still clearly feel that the real fire in her body had become extremely weak as if suppressed.

"The true fire of Jiu Mei refined by the old man was actually suppressed." Tian Yunzi's heart was shocked again.

"Shoo hoo!"

Feng Wuchen waved his hand mercilessly, and three black flames burst out in vain. Wherever they passed, the space turned into glaciers at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tian Yunzi was horrified and dodged for the first time.

"No! Forgive me! Little brother, spare my life!"

Wuhuo locked the three elders, and the three shouted in despair.

The three elders had been severely injured by Feng Wuchen yesterday, and their injuries had not recovered much. They were unable to avoid the black fire, and were unable to resist the domineering black fire, and they disappeared in an instant.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The three storage rings fell on the ground with a crisp sound.

"Qingyang, Lin You, Wushuang, you go collect the spoils." Feng Wuchen said with a sneer. Only the strong in the celestial realm can store the ring, and there will never be less treasures.

"So tired!" Liu Qingyang walked out in excitement, grabbing the spoils, absolutely veteran.

Looking at Tian Yunzi with an icy gaze, Feng Wuchen's figure slowly descended, and said proudly, "Seventh-Rank Inscription Master, right? Although I don't know what benefits the Eastern Family has given you, I invite you so soon. Come and deal with me, but I can tell you clearly that you can't go back today."

Tian Yunzi frowned deeply, her old face dignified.

Feng Wuchen's strength is indeed nothing to say, but this did not scare Tian Yunzi.

As Tian Yunzi is a seventh-rank inscription master, his cultivation is also in the ninth level of the Celestial Realm. With the ground-level runes, he is not afraid of wind and dust.

However, what made Tianyunzi curious was where Feng Wuchen's confidence in saying this came from.

"Strength is indeed not simple, what kind of flame was the black flame just now?" Tian Yunzi frowned and asked, quite curious.

"The flame that can kill you!" Feng Wuchen sneered. While speaking, Feng Wuchen waved his hand suddenly, and a cloud of black fire turned into black lightning and shot out.

Tian Yunzi's face changed slightly, and his figure instantly flashed into the sky, completely afraid to touch the black fire.

The black fire can instantly swallow the three elders, and the spreading cold breath can freeze the space into ice, showing its terrifying degree.

What's more, his true fire of Jiu Mei has been suppressed!

"Is the ninth level of the Celestial Realm so timid?" Feng Wuchen sneered.

Tian Yunzi stared at Feng Wuchen without speaking, and then he wanted to turn around and leave.

Tian Yunzi didn't know what the black flame was, but it made him feel very dangerous. He didn't dare to try, so he had to retreat.

However, since he is here, how can Feng Wuchen let him go back alive?

Feng Wuchen has always been a person who has revenge.

"It's all here, why bother to go?" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, the domineering and powerful soul power in his body urged it out, and then under Feng Wuchen's control, he burst out violently.

"What? This is soul power! You are also a master of inscription patterns?" Tian Yunzi, who had just walked not far, looked back in shock when he felt Feng Wuchen's soul power.

Tian Yunzi's old face was a little stiff, he couldn't believe that with his seventh-rank realm, he couldn't see that Feng Wuchen was also an Inscription Master!

"Seventh-Rank Inscription Pattern Master! You are actually a seventh-Rank Inscription Pattern Master!" Tian Yunzi's eyes widened, his shock became more and more shocking, it was incredible.

Feng Wuchen was so young that he was actually a Seventh-Rank Inscription Master!

Shocked! Tian Yunzi was shocked!

At this moment, Tian Yunzi finally understood where Feng Wuchen's words came from self-confidence, from Feng Wuchen's powerful soul power!

Tian Yunzi did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly urged his soul to resist.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Two tyrannical soul powers collided instantly, with a bang, and the moment of the explosion, Tian Yunzi's old face changed drastically, and immediately spouted a mouthful of blood.

"How is this possible..." Tian Yunzi looked at Feng Wuchen with amazement.

In the realm of the same seven-rank inscription master, Tian Yunzi's soul body was shocked by a hard encounter.

"Hall master is like a god, all four realms have reached the seventh rank!" Ye Tianwei envied.

"This is just the teacher's superficial realm. The real realm is even more terrifying." Zhang Junlan smiled.

Feng Wuchen obtained everything about the evil dragon god, and the four realms were unpredictable, and Feng Wuchen really didn't care about it.

"You...who are you?" the frightened Tian Yunzi asked hurriedly.

Tian Yunzi had never seen such a boy against the sky, and he regretted coming.

"People who are about to die are not qualified to know." Feng Wuchen sneered, manipulating the Dragon God's breath in the black fire, and Feng Wuchen controlled the fire poison in Tian Yunzi's body and guided it out.

Tian Yunzi's face changed drastically when he sensed the sudden onset of fire poison.

"This fire poison is not right!" Tian Yunzi screamed, and the horror of fire poison was several times more terrifying than before.

"what......"

Tian Yunzi screamed, a raging fire ignited all over his body, and black smoke billowed out.

"You can control the old man's fire poison!" Tian Yunzi, who screamed in fear, had already guessed it.

"You guessed it! This is your last fire attack. Enjoy it." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Ah..." Tian Yunzi's heartbreaking scream, with his cultivation base, he couldn't forcefully suppress the terrible fire poison.

In less than a minute, Tian Yunzi died in his own fire poison, turned into ashes and dispersed.

Tianyunzi, a seventh-rank inscription master of the Northern Profound Domain, fell to Xumi City.