The power of a sword, the monstrous might, shocks the Burial Spirit Valley!

The Northern Underworld sacrificed its essence blood and restored its peak strength, and its combat effectiveness was absolutely terrifying.

However, Feng Wuchen tried his best to perform the Soul Destroying Sword Technique, and the collision shook the Northern Underworld, and the power was even more domineering and terrifying.

The Northern Underworld with peak strength is vulnerable in front of the Soul Destroying Sword Technique!

With this sword, Feng Wuchen is enough to defeat the Northern Underworld at its peak!

The Soul Destroying Sword Technique is worthy of being an immortal duel! The power is so strong that it is by no means comparable to the earth-level martial arts.

The sound of shaking slowly dissipated, and the Burial Spirit Valley was dead silent, and the disciples lay on the ground in horror, not daring to move, completely shocked by the power of the wind and dust.

At high altitude, Feng Wuchen's face was slightly pale, and it was still too difficult for Feng Wuchen to cast the Immortal Duel, and it consumed a lot of true yuan.

Under the terrifying sword attack, no matter how strong the strength of the Northern Underworld Sky is, it is absolutely unable to withstand it, and if it does not die, it will be seriously injured.

As the terrifying energy ripples dissipated, the blurred figure of the Northern Underworld gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

The North Underworld was covered in blood, his injuries were extremely serious, his face was pale, there was no trace of blood, and his body suspended in the air was shaking, and he would fall down at any time.

The incomparably weak Northern Underworld has lost its ability to fight, and it can levitate high in the air, completely supported by will.

It is definitely lucky that the North Underworld can survive, but it is also the most painful.

As one of the proud sons of Kyushu Tian, Beiming Kong fought against Feng Wuchen, not only did he not take advantage of the slightest advantage, but was severely injured by Feng Wuchen, which was a great shame for him!

Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the Ninefold Qiankun Pagoda was included in his body, and his cold gaze swept towards the extremely frightened disciples below, and said coldly: "Let my father go, otherwise I will kill him!"

"Quick! Hurry up and release Feng Zhengxiong!" "The Great Disciple of the Burial Spirit Valley suddenly woke up and yelled in horror.

"I ...... I will be defeated in your hands......" The seriously injured Bei Shenkong struggled to spit out a few words, and finally couldn't support it anymore, his eyes went black, and his body fell.

"Young Valley Lord!" the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley were extremely panicked.

"Kong'er!" At the moment when the Northern Darkness fell, a panicked and angry roar suddenly came from high in the distance.

A majestic and terrifying aura came, and the speed was very terrifying, it was the upper echelons of the Burial Spirit Valley!

The powerhouse of the Valley of the Dead is back!

"Not good!" Ling Xiaoxiao's face changed drastically, and she said anxiously: "Brother Feng, the strong man of the Burial Spirit Valley is back!"

"It's broken!" Feng Wuchen frowned, and hurriedly said: "Xiaoxiao, protect my mother!"

"Whew!"

In a hurry, Feng Wuchen used teleportation to capture the unconscious and fallen Northern Darkness Void.

The Northern Underworld is now undoubtedly a talisman for wind and dust!

"Wind Wuchen, stop!" the Valley Lord of the Burial Spirit Valley roared wildly, his eyes bloodshot.

Feng Wuchen grabbed the neck of the unconscious Bei Shenkong and lifted it, and suddenly frightened the upper echelons of the Burial Spirit Valley to stop, not daring to take another half a step forward!

"Valley Master, they're back!" The disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley were overjoyed and saw hope.

At the same time, the high-level leaders of the Burial Spirit Valley were furious, and they were shocked by the horror of Feng Wuchen's strength.

The strength of the Northern Underworld, they knew very well, was absolutely terrifying, but they were defeated by Feng Wuchen, which made them unexpected.

Even if he knows that Feng Wuchen is strong, he has never known that Feng Wuchen is strong enough to be able to defeat the Northern Underworld!

"Stinky boy, let it go!!Otherwise, I'll kill your father!" The Burial Spirit Valley Lord, the Northern Soul Ancestor, roared angrily, completely in the tone of the following order, and the terrifying murderous aura rose to the sky, and the terrifying power of the five layers of the Tianyuan Realm also erupted, and a large area of the void shook.

"If you dare to kill Zhengxiong, I will kill your son!" Xiao Qingqing shouted angrily, looking very tough.

"Xiao Qingqing! Without the support of the Xiao family, do you really think you can leave the Burial Spirit Valley alive?

"You may not be able to kill us. Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly.

"Didn't you say that if I kill you in the Burial Valley, you will break one of my father's legs? Look at the following, the deacon elder of the Burial Valley was killed by me, and any of you who has the ability can try to break my father's other leg. Feng Wuchen said coldly, and his cold gaze swept towards one of the people in the upper echelons of the Burial Spirit Valley.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's cold and murderous gaze, the man suddenly trembled, and horror instantly covered his face.

This person was the one who conveyed the news to the Nine Strengths of the Yuan Dan Realm.

"You broke my father's leg, right? I remember you said it yourself. Feng Wuchen said coldly, his left hand raised, and his index finger pointed at the frightened high-level.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The terrifying power is condensed on the fingertips, and the blood light is flashing, weird and terrifying,

It burst out with lightning speed, and in a flash, piercing the heart of the high-level.

The terrifying blood light flashed away, and the ninefold powerhouse of the Yuan Dan Realm was killed!

"Yellow Mountain!"

"Bastard, you dare to kill!"

The Northern Immortal Ancestor and other high-level officials were so angry that they dared to kill people!

But none of them dared to stop it, the North Underworld was being held in the hands of Feng Wuchen, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

"If you break my father's leg, I will pay with my life!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, not afraid of the upper echelons of the Burial Spirit Valley.

"Valley Master, the old man has severely damaged the soul body of Feng Wuchen, you take the opportunity to save the young valley master, you must not let them leave alive!" the Great Elder frowned and said in a low voice.

"Hurry up!" said the Northern Immortal Ancestor with a fierce anger, he couldn't bear it anymore, he decided to break the wind into thousands of pieces!

The Great Elder urged his soul power with all his strength and decisively launched an attack, and the surging soul power of the Fourth-Rank Alchemist rushed towards Feng Wuchen frantically.

The Burial Spirit Valley Northern Immortal Ancestor was ready to take action, and once Feng Wuchen suffered a heavy blow, he would save the Northern Immortal Sky as soon as possible.

However, what made them puzzled was that the terrifying soul power bombarded Feng Wuchen's body, but there was no reaction at all.

"This ......" The Great Elder was confused, confused, and didn't know what the situation was.

The higher-ups of the Burial Valley were also confused, what the hell is going on?

"Old thing, you want to hurt me with your little soul power?" Feng Wuchen sneered contemptuously, and the corners of his mouth hooked a touch of pride.

"Humph!"

"Poof!"

Feng Wuchen urged the soul power, majestic and domineering, and then snorted heavily, and the majestic soul power shook the Great Elder's mouth to spit blood.

"Great Elder!" the Northern Immortal Ancestor and the others were shocked.

"How could a fourth-grade alchemist have such a domineering soul power? he could actually hit the old man hard!" The Great Elder was terrified, he was also a fourth-grade alchemist, and his wind-free soul power was so domineering that it hit the Great Elder in an instant.

The Great Elder has been promoted to a fourth-grade alchemist for many years, and his soul power is absolutely strong.

The Northern Immortal Ancestor couldn't believe that with the soul power of the Great Elder, they were actually powerless to compete with the soul power of Feng Wuchen.

"Old thing, judging from the fire poison in your body, it has been eight years since you broke through the fourth-grade alchemist, and there has been no improvement in the alchemy realm in the past eight years, but the fire poison has often attacked, which is very uncomfortable, right? In the past eight years, your soul power has also improved a little. Feng Wuchen said contemptuously.

Hearing this, the Great Elder was stunned, and his old eyes stared at Feng Wuchen motionlessly.

How did Feng Wuchen know that it had been eight years since the Great Elder had broken through the Fourth-Rank Alchemist? The fire poison could still be seen? In eight years, the soul power could be seen even if he had improved a little bit?

What kind of supernatural power is this?

When the Northern Soul Ancestor and the Great Elder were extremely shocked, a disciple had already come out with Feng Zhengxiong, Feng Zhengxiong was seriously injured, and his right leg had been broken.

"Aunt Xiao, it's Uncle Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly said.

"Zhengxiong!" Xiao Qingqing shouted worriedly, at this moment, Xiao Qingqing finally couldn't control his emotions, and tears kept rolling down.

Xiao Qingqing cried with joy, and finally saw Feng Zhengxiong himself.

Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly took Xiao Qingqing down, and in the blink of an eye, she was already in front of Feng Zhengxiong, so frightened that the disciples collapsed to the ground and crawled backwards in horror.

"Qingqing?Chen'er!Why are you here?" Feng Zhengxiong, who was seriously injured, asked in amazement, thinking that he was dazzled.

"Zhengxiong, I finally found you!" Xiao Qingqing cried bitterly, in the past few months, she has not had a day of stability, and she has been worried about Feng Zhengxiong's safety.

"Uncle Feng, take the pill quickly. Ling Xiaoxiao took out the healing pill and gave it to him.

"Heavenly ...... Tian Yuan Realm!" Feng Zhengxiong's eyes widened, he looked at Feng Wuchen in horror, and said in horror: "Chen'er broke through the Tian Yuan Realm?"

Seeing that Feng Zhengxiong's leg was broken, and the injury was still so serious, the murderous aura that permeated Feng Wuchen's body instantly increased several times.

"I killed you and the two people in the Burial Spirit Valley, do you want to break my father's leg now?" Feng Wuchen asked gloomily, his voice with a low roar, and the words with a chilling murderous aura.

The fierce eyes stared at Feng Wuchen, and the Northern Immortal Ancestor shouted angrily: "Feng Wuchen, if Kong'er dies, don't want to live!"

The Northern Immortal Ancestor suddenly dodged down, and the powerhouses of the Tianyuan Realm appeared one after another, besieging Feng Zhengxiong and the three of them.

The Northern Soul Ancestor condensed the terrifying power, pointed his palm at Feng Zhengxiong and the three of them, and shouted angrily: "Feng Wuchen!

"Xiaoxiao, take my father and mother away!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, completely unthreatened.

"Hmph, are you able to go?" an elder said angrily, glancing at Ling Xiaoxiao and the three of them with disdain.

"I'm leaving, you can't stop me!" Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly, urging Zhenyuan, holding Feng Zhengxiong and Ling Xiaoxiao up, and at the same time condensing a cyan enchantment.

"Stinky girl, you're looking for death!" an elder shouted angrily, urging Zhen Yuan to slam into the sky with one palm.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

The fierce palm slammed into the enchantment, and with a bang, the elder's face changed wildly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body shot out backwards.

"How is this possible!" The elder was terrified, and the terrifying power made him feel like he was falling into hell, and he was so frightened that his soul was scattered.

"Second Elder!" the Northern Immortal Ancestor and the other high-level leaders were shocked, extremely shocked.

How could there be such a terrifying enchantment in the first level of the Heavenly Yuan Realm? What kind of power is this? With the cultivation of the second elder of the Heavenly Yuan Realm, the third level of cultivation could not be shaken, but was severely damaged!

"Don't do it yourself!" Ling Xiaoxiao said disdainfully, and then flew into the sky with Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing.

The Northern Immortal Ancestor was so frightened that they didn't dare to stop it at all, that cyan enchantment was so terrifying that it completely shocked them.

(End of chapter)