Dragon God Sovereign

Chapter 278: Destroy the Burial Valley (ninth)

Feng Wuchen's double punches are output wildly, and each punch is full of explosive power.

The swelling body of the ancestor Beiming was forcibly returned to its original shape by Feng Wuchen, and the power gained from the blood sacrifice martial soul was also dissipated.

"What kind of boxing is this?" The ancestor Bei Ming was terrified, and the power of the blood sacrifice to the martial soul was dissipated. The ancestor Bei Ming couldn't believe it.

The ancestor of Beiming wanted to detonate his body to destroy the capital, causing Feng Wuchen to pay a heavy price, but unfortunately he was beaten back by Feng Wuchen's terrifying fist.

What boxing technique is so domineering and ferocious?

"How is this possible! The power of the Blood Sacrifice Martial Soul was broken up by Feng Wuchen!"

"What kind of martial skill is this? There is such a terrible power!"

Dozens of powerhouses in Kyushu are already dumbfounded, with cold sweats, and they are looking at Feng Wuchen with the eyes of monsters. The more they look, the more they become scared.

The faces of many powerful men in the Flame Empire were full of horror and shock!

Feng Wuchen's bottom-pressing martial arts were more terrifying than one, not to mention the strong of Kyushu, the strong of the Flame Empire, and had never seen Feng Wuchen use such a domineering and fierce boxing technique.

Feng Wuchen's perverted strength shocked everyone.

The combined shock in a lifetime is not as much as today.

"Has most of them practiced new martial arts again?" Huan Yang was shocked to the extreme, his sluggish expression pale.

The Scarlet Emperor swallowed in horror, and said: "A powerful boxing technique, I have never seen it before, and it feels even more terrifying than a ground-level martial arts."

"The speed of the boxing technique is amazing, the power is overbearing, and it is definitely an underground martial skill!" Duantian Soul was very sure, and the panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

Hundreds of punches can be shot in an instant, just ask if you are afraid?

"Chen'er is really getting more and more terrifying! Who is his master? Does Chen'er really teach these skills?" Feng Zhengxiong frowned slightly, and suddenly realized that he could not see through his little son.

Feng Wuchen's strength was too strong, Feng Zhengxiong was a little skeptical, but didn't think much.

The Taikoo Dragon God Fist is the martial skill of the Evil Dragon God. It hasn't been long since Feng Wuchen has cultivated. It is only an entry level. Only the entry level has such a terrifying power. One can imagine how powerful martial skills are.

The Taikoo Dragon God Fist combined with Feng Wuchen's tyrannical body, the power that bursts out is naturally extremely fierce.

The ancestor Beiming exhausted all his power, his martial soul was gradually dissipating, and finally he was defeated, and he was defeated by Feng Wuchen.

The war is over!

There was cheers under the imperial capital.

Looking at the falling ancestor Bei Ming, Feng Wuchen stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and immediately sucked the body of the ancestor Bei Ming.

"Illusory Sun, Chaos God, immediately led the Heavenly Shadow Fire Cavalry and Black Flag Army to Kyushu to destroy the Burial Valley!" Feng Wuchen ordered that Feng Wuchen would never allow the existence of the Burial Valley.

"Yes! Most of them are unified!" The two shouted excitedly.

The Celestial Fire Cavalry and the Black Flag Army shouted: "Destroy the Burial Valley! Destroy the Burial Valley!"

The momentum is trembling, and the majestic momentum makes people excited.

"Go!" Huanyang shouted, flying to Kyushu first.

"Shoo hoo!"

The Fire Cavalry and the Black Flag Army soared into the sky and flew to Kyushu at full speed.

Hundreds of soldiers flew together, the scene was magnificent, and the momentum was surging, and the might of the empire's most elite soldiers were all displayed.

"Father, mother, I will come back when I solve the problem of Burial Valley." Looking at Feng Zhengxiong, Feng Wuchen smiled indifferently, while taking out the pill and swallowing it.

"Be careful." Feng Zhengxiong nodded.

Feng Wuchen didn't talk too much nonsense, and his wings shook, grabbing the corpse of the ancestor Beiming and flew to Kyushu quickly, followed by Ling Xiaoxiao.

"Let's go too!" Chi Huang shouted, flying up first.

"Qingqing, let's go!" Liu Qingyang shouted loudly, pulling Miao Qingqing up.

The powerful Kyushus, after recovering from shock, also rushed back to Kyushu.

When Xiao Tianchen was leaving, he glanced at Xiao Qingqing, trying to say something, only to find that Xiao Qingqing had already left Feng Zhengxiong and the others, without even looking at him, completely treating him as a stranger.

Only when Feng Qianyang was leaving, he indifferently glanced at Xiao Tianchen, who was haggard and bitter.

"This is the end of the matter, you can't change it, let's go." Xiao Yuanshan shook his head, knowing that there was no room for maneuver.

Xiao Tianchen felt extremely remorseful, and his heart ached like a knife.

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Above the Lingling Valley Palace, the corpse of the ancestor Beiming fell down and hit Noda's square, staining the ground with blood red.

The corpse fell from the sky, frightening the disciples of the Burial Valley in the square.

But when they saw the face of the corpse, they were immediately paralyzed to the ground, their souls frightened.

"Old... Patriarch! It's Patriarch!"

"The ancestor is dead! The ancestor is also dead!"

The disciples backed away in fear, their faces pale, and they shouted in horror.

Hearing the horrified shouts of many disciples, the disciples of Linglinggu rushed out in each palace.

The death of the ancestor of Beiming was undoubtedly worse for the disciples of Linglinggu.

Beiminghe was killed, and the Great Elder of Lingling Valley had just returned to the Lingling Valley with the corpse of Beiminghe, and the body of the ancestor of Beiming fell from the sky.

"Ancestor! Ancestor!" The Great Elder of Ling Linggu rushed out of the hall in horror.

"It seems that all the disciples of Linglinggu are back." Above the palace, Feng Wuchen's cold voice suddenly came!

"Feng Wuchen!" The grieving elder, his old face changed drastically and became extremely frightened, suddenly raising his head to look towards Feng Wuchen.

"Feng Wuchen!" When the disciples of Linglinggu heard this, they were all scared to death.

The existence of Feng Wuchen has already made them frightened.

"I almost forgot that you were still alive. The body of Bei Minghe seemed to be brought back by you." Feng Wuchen said with a sneer, and his figure slowly descended, making the Linglinggu disciple back in horror.

"Shoo hoo!"

At this moment, over the Palace of the Burial Valley, a sound of sonic boom came, and a group of figures appeared one after another, and the iron-blooded murderous aura was full of deterrence.

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Hundreds of imperial soldiers all flew here. What a spectacular scene?

At first, the disciples of Linglinggu thought that hundreds of experts from the Heavenly Origin Realm had come, scaring them away.

An icy gaze glanced at the disciple of Burial Linggu, Feng Wuchen said indifferently: "Everyone in Linglinggu must die."

"Feng Wuchen, you killed the ancestors, killed Bei Minghe, and killed the young master is not enough? Do you still want to kill them all?" the elder asked gloomily, the strength of the elder is not weak, but it was a pity that the wind Wuchen's soul was severely wounded and seriously injured, and was unable to fight Feng Wuchen.

"Kill without mercy! Don't leave one!" Feng Wuchen ordered coldly, and the figure flashed, and the head of the elder was directly screwed off, with harsh and cold-blooded methods.

"Kill!" Huan Yang and Luan Shen shouted loudly, and hundreds of soldiers urged their True Qi to dive down frantically.

The massacre begins!

"Hundreds of soldiers still want to destroy the Burial Spirit Valley? Brothers, fight with them!" a big disciple of Yuandan Stage Jiuzhong roared.

However, the disciples who responded were very few, and they didn't dare to resist, they just wanted to escape from the Burial Valley.

"call out!"

An icy gaze glanced at the big disciple, Feng Wuchen flashed over, frightening that big disciple's body and mind, as if falling into an ice cellar.

"What do you use to fight?" Feng Wuchensen asked coldly.

"boom!"

"puff!"

The disciple was so scared that he couldn't speak, Feng Wuchen randomly smashed out a punch, with a bang, and killed the big disciple with one punch.

"Shoo hoo!"

"Chichichichi!"

The soldiers used teleportation and carried out crazy massacres, cold-blooded and ruthless, wherever they passed, a large area of Burial Linggu disciples died tragically.

The weird and magical body technique made Linglinggu disciples undefeable, and they were killed without even knowing where the enemy was.

The disciples of Funeral Valley panicked and fled, screaming constantly.

"He... he is the devil... the devil!"

"Feng Wuchen! You must die!"

"Your father was arrested, it's none of our business, and breaking your father's legs has nothing to do with us! Feng Wuchen, you can't kill the innocent!"

The Burial Linggu disciple howled in horror.

"As long as the people in the Burial Valley have to die!" Feng Wuchen responded indifferently, without any sympathy for the disciples of the Burial Valley.

To deal with the enemy, we must eradicate the roots.

Within a few minutes, thousands of disciples in Lingling Valley were slaughtered. There were corpses everywhere, blood was flowing into rivers, and the strong smell of blood made people vomit.

The Red Emperor and Liu Qingyang both got red eyes, and their bodies were splashed with the blood of the disciples of the Burial Valley, like blood.

The death toll in the Burial Valley increased at a terrifying rate, and the scene was shocking.

Celestial Fire Cavalry and Black Flag Army are a group of killing machines! A pack of ferocious wolves!

In just half an hour, nearly 20,000 disciples were buried in Linggu, all of them were killed, and none were spared.

The entire Spirit Burial Valley was full of corpses, and all the imposing palaces were destroyed.

The Burial Valley is completely destroyed!

After Feng Wuchen led the two armies to leave, Ling Linggu was dead, there was no alive, only a strong smell of blood!

In the Ling Ling Valley, the tragic picture is dare not look directly at it, and it is terrible.

The blood of the disciples stained the entire Spirit Burial Valley red.

When the blood of the disciples dyed every corner of the Burial Valley red, a strange incident happened.

In the huge ruined palace of the Burial Valley, a huge blood-colored magic circle appeared, and the blood was light and weird.

If someone is here at this moment, they will be frightened and fainted.

The magic circle madly absorbed the blood of the disciples, the blood became more and more dazzling, and filled with a terrifying breath.

At the next moment, a large amount of blood gathered at the center of the huge magic circle.

The blood gathered around, slowly condensing an illusory figure, this figure is no stranger.

The illusory figure slowly raised his head, his eyes flashed with blood, this person was actually Bei Mingkong who was killed by Feng Wuchen before!

The illusory figure condensed from the center of the circle is Bei Mingkong!

That's right! It is indeed the soul body of Bei Mingkong!

"Ten Thousand Souls Burying Spirits!" The illusory Bei Mingkong suddenly folded his hands, and spit out cold words.

In the next second, a shocking image appeared.

The huge magic circle shook suddenly, blood surging like a sea of blood, and the souls of all the disciples who died in Spirit Burial Valley were absorbed by the magic circle.