Feng Wuchen casts an extremely powerful immortal duel, and he can't throw the enemy cold soul.

The power of the cold soul surpasses Feng Wuchen too much, and the gap in the realm is not something that the immortal can make up.

However, this made Leng Soul and Luo Wuchang feel incredible, and made Chi Yuan, Zhang Wusoul and others feel unbelievable.

Although the power of Feng Wuchen was no match for the cold soul, they knew the horror of the primeval black fire.

But why did the Swire Black Fire fail at this critical moment?

"Chen'er!" Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing were anxious, and they couldn't stop shouting in panic.

"It's broken! The hall master is injured!"

"The alliance leader has cast an immortal duel, and there is also a black fire, but he can't defeat the cold soul!"

"Hurry up and support the alliance leader!"

Everyone in the Dragon God Temple was panicked, and everyone in the alliance was also secretly worried.

Feng Wuchen is their soul leader, and if he loses here, it will definitely be a huge blow to them.

"You don't need to come here!Concentrate on killing the enemy!" Feng Wuchen's loud shout suddenly spread.

Under the hard touch, Feng Wuchen's injuries were a little serious, his face was pale, and blood kept dripping from the corners of his mouth.

For a time, the tragic war came to a standstill again.

"Hall Master!"

"Alliance Leader!"

The Dragon Temple and the alliance were still not at ease, but Feng Wuchen opened his mouth, and none of them dared to interfere.

"Don't worry, the cold soul can't kill me!" Feng Wuchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered slightly, it seemed that he was seriously injured and was not in the way.

Seeing that the wind was dustless and fearless, without the slightest worry, the alliance was a little relieved.

"Brothers, kill me! Let the God King Temple see if we are a rabble!" Glancing at Feng Wuchen, the Red Emperor frowned slightly, and then suddenly roared.

"Kill!" the Dragon Temple soldiers responded one after another, and then everyone in the alliance roared wildly, majestic.

The fighting spirit of the soldiers and the powerhouses of the major forces of the alliance was ignited, and their blood boiled.

The soldiers of the Dragon Temple acted as the vanguard and slaughtered wildly all the way.

"Destroy the Dragon God Temple, destroy the Dragon God Alliance, the hall master will be rewarded!" Most of the gods king temple shouted, the momentum was violent, murderous, and the appearance was extremely fierce.

"Kill!" The powerhouses of the major forces in the hegemony roared one after another, and the momentum was violent.

The momentum of the two armies soared to the extreme, and their appearance was close to madness, fighting to the death, making them all red-eyed.

A tragic battle, with casualties increasing at a terrible rate.

"What's the matter with the power of the black fire?" Chi Yuan frowned and said secretly, it stands to reason that as the most powerful flame in the primeval world, it is impossible for Feng Wuchen to fall into the downwind with the hard touch just now, let alone be seriously injured, but the result is the opposite.

Not only Chi Yuan, but also Zhang Wuxian and the others were very puzzled.

The stunned face of the cold soul turned cold, and he wondered: "The power of the black fire has not weakened in the slightest, but the terrifying temperature of the black fire has disappeared, and it has not swallowed my power, what is going on?"

The puzzled gaze swept towards Feng Wuchen, and the cold soul couldn't figure it out.

"You seem to be confused. Looking at the cold soul, Feng Wuchen sneered slightly.

Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Leng Soul frowned deeply and did not speak.

"Do you think that the black fire has suddenly become less terrifying?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.

"What do you want to say?" asked Cold Soul Sen coldly.

The palm of his right hand flexed his claws, and the black flame ignited again, and Feng Wuchen smiled evilly: "I just smashed a wisp of the black flame into your body!"

"What?" The moment he heard this, Leng Soul's face suddenly changed, and his soul flew away in fright.

"Otherwise, you think I'll be stupid enough to confront you? If I hadn't cornered you, how would you have resisted desperately? Feng Wuchen said with an evil smile, it seems that he has already planned it.

The hard bump just now is indeed strange.

The power of the cold soul has reached the realm of stepping into the realm of transforming into a god with half a foot, and Feng Wuchen is just the eightfold of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, even if he has the power of a quasi-artifact, it is impossible to compete with the cold soul.

Since he can't compete with the cold soul, how can Feng Wuchen be stupidly bumped?

There is a reason why Feng Wuchen took the risk himself, the purpose was to knock the black fire into the cold soul's body, and the hard touch just now was the best opportunity.

In the situation just now, the cold soul was terrified in his heart, and he tried his best to fight, just to fight against the black fire, he never thought that Feng Wuchen would take the opportunity to beat the black fire into his body.

"You...... What do you want to do?" asked Cold Soul Panic.

"Peng!"

Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, and the black fire on his palm suddenly made a muffled sound and became violent.

At this moment, Leng Soul's expression changed drastically, as if he sensed something.

"The black fire is really in my body! in my sea of qi!" Leng Soul was shocked, he had already guessed the purpose of Feng Wuchen.

"Bastard!" the cold soul was furious, and shouted angrily at Feng Wuchen, "Stinky boy! you want to use the black fire to devour my spatial power!"

Leng Soul never thought that Feng Wuchen would be so cunning, using black fire to deter and psychological tactics to lure him in.

The roar of the cold soul frightened everyone.

"The hall master devours the spatial power of the cold soul?"

"I see, Brother Feng took the risk with himself, just to devour the power of the cold soul!"

"He is worthy of being the alliance leader, as long as he devours the spatial power of the cold soul, the alliance leader can compete with him!"

Everyone finally understood that the purpose of Feng Wuchen is the power of space!

Feng Wuchen is too bold, right? Dare to forcibly seize the spatial power of the cold soul in public!

"Brother Feng, hurry up and devour his power!" Liu Qingyang roared.

"Feng Wuchen! you are looking for death!" Luo Wuchang was stunned for a moment, and then roared gloomily at Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen glanced at Luo Wuchang coldly, and said, "You'd better not act rashly, otherwise the cold soul will die, and I'll see what you take back to explain!"

"You!" Luo Wuchang was furious, the skin and flesh of his face twitched violently, and his lungs were about to explode.

"Cold Soul, without the power of space, your strength is only the Heavenly Extreme Realm Ninefold, forcibly devouring your space power may also cause your cultivation to regress!" Feng Wuchen said ragingly, and as he spoke, he was already controlling the spatial power of the black fire to devour the cold soul.

"Stop! Stop!Ah!" Feeling that the power of space was swallowed by domineering, there was a feeling of being pulled out of the body, and the cold soul screamed in panic, and finally couldn't help but scream out.

Seeing this scene, the powerhouses of the major forces in the hegemony were shocked and panicked.

"Young Hall Master!" Luo Wuchang was startled and rushed out suddenly.

Chi Yuan and Zhang Wuxian intercepted it as soon as possible, and Zhang Wufeng and the others also intercepted the Great Capital of the God King Temple and other powerhouses of the God Transformation Realm.

"Get out of here!" roared Impermanence.

"It's up to you!" the three of them did not back down at all.

"Dharma Protector! Summoning the Hall Master!" shouted the Dadu Tong anxiously.

(End of chapter)