Feng Wuchen's fists are frantically output, and each punch is full of explosive power.

The swelled body of the Northern Immortal Ancestor was forcibly beaten back to its original form by Feng Wuchen, and the power gained by the Blood Sacrifice Martial Soul was also scattered.

"What kind of fist is this?" The Northern Immortal Ancestor was horrified, the power of the Blood Sacrifice Martial Soul was scattered, and the Northern Immortal Ancestor couldn't believe it at all.

The Northern Soul Ancestor also wanted to detonate his body to destroy the imperial capital and make Feng Wuchen pay a terrible price, but unfortunately he was beaten back by Feng Wuchen's terrifying fist technique.

What punch is so domineering and ferocious?

"How is this possible!, the power of the Blood Sacrifice Martial Soul was scattered by Feng Wuchen!"

"What kind of martial art is this, it has such terrifying power!"

Dozens of strong men in Kyushu were already dumbfounded, cold sweat broke out, and they were looking at Feng Wuchen with the eyes of a monster, and the more they looked, the more frightened they became.

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

Feng Wuchen's martial arts at the bottom of the box are more terrifying than the other, not to mention the strong man in Kyushu, the strong man of the Flame Empire, and he has never seen Feng Wuchen perform such a domineering and fierce fist technique.

The strength of Feng Wuchen's pervert shocked everyone beyond measure.

The shock of a lifetime is not as much as it is today.

"Has Dadu Tong cultivated a new martial art again?" Phantom Yang was extremely shocked, and his sluggish expression turned pale.

The Red Emperor swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror and said, "Such a strong fist technique, I have never seen it, and I feel that it is even more terrifying than the ground-level martial arts." ”

"The speed of the fist technique is amazing, the strength is domineering, it is definitely a ground-level martial art!" said the Broken Heaven Soul very surely, and the horror in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

You can blast hundreds of punches in an instant, so I ask you if you're afraid?

"Chen'er is really getting more and more terrifying! Who is his master? Are these skills really taught by his master?" Feng Zhengxiong frowned slightly, and suddenly found that he couldn't see through his little son.

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

The Ancient Dragon God Fist is the martial art of the Evil Dragon God, Feng Wuchen has not been cultivating for a long time, it is only the entry level, and the entry level alone has such terrifying power, you can imagine how strong the martial arts are.

The Ancient Dragon Divine Fist combined with the wind-free and powerful body, the power that erupted was naturally extremely fierce.

The Northern Immortal Ancestor had exhausted all his strength, and the martial soul was gradually dissipating, and in the end it was defeated, defeated by Feng Wuchen.

The Great War is over!

There was cheering under the imperial capital.

Looking at the falling Northern Soul Ancestor, Feng Wuchen reached out and grabbed it in the air, and immediately sucked the body of the Northern Darkness Ancestor.

"Phantom Sun, Chaos God, immediately lead the Sky Shadow Fire Cavalry and the Black Flag Army to Kyushu and destroy the Burial Spirit Valley!" Feng Wuchen ordered, for the Burial Spirit Valley, Feng Wuchen will never allow it to exist.

"Yes!" the two shouted excitedly.

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

The momentum is earth-shattering, and the majestic momentum makes people's blood boil.

"Let's go!" shouted Phantom Yang as he flew to Kyushu first.

"Woohoo!"

The Celestial Shadow Fire Cavalry and the Black Flag Army rose into the sky one after another, collectively flying to Kyushu at full speed.

Hundreds of soldiers flew together, the scene was spectacular, the momentum was surging, and the majesty of the most elite soldiers of the empire was all displayed.

"Dad, mother, I'll come back when I solve the matter of the Burial Spirit Valley. Looking at Feng Zhengxiong, Feng Wuchen smiled indifferently, and at the same time took out the pill and swallowed it.

"Be careful. Kaze nodded.

Feng Wuchen didn't talk too much nonsense, his wings were shocked, and he grabbed the body of the Northern Immortal Ancestor and flew to Kyushu quickly, followed by Ling Xiaoxiao.

"Let's go too!" shouted the Red Emperor, who flew up first.

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

The powerhouses of Kyushu, after recovering from the shock, also rushed back to Kyushu one after another.

When Xiao Tianchen was leaving, he also glanced at Xiao Qingqing and wanted to say something, but found that Xiao Qingqing had already left with Feng Zhengxiong and them, and they didn't even look at him, completely treating him as a stranger.

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

"It's here, you can't change it, let's go. Xiao Yuanshan shook his head, knowing that there was no room for maneuver.

Xiao Tianchen was full of remorse, and his heart ached like a knife.

......

In the sky above the palace of the Burial Spirit Valley, the corpse of the Northern Hell Ancestor fell down and smashed on the square of Nuoda, staining the ground with blood red.

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

But when they saw the face of the corpse, they were immediately frightened and collapsed to the ground, and their souls flew away.

"Old ...... Ancestor!

"The Ancestor is dead! The Ancestor is also dead!"

The disciples retreated in fear, their faces turned pale, and they shouted in horror.

Hearing the frightened shouts of many disciples, among the various palaces, the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley rushed out one after another.

The death of the Northern Hell Ancestor was undoubtedly worse for the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley.

The Northern Styx River was killed, and not long after the Great Elder of the Burial Valley returned to the Burial Valley with the corpse of the Northern Styx, the body of the Northern Styx Ancestor fell from the sky again.

"Ancestor, Ancestor!" the Great Elder of the Burial Spirit Valley rushed out of the main hall in horror.

"It seems that the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley have all returned. "Above the palace, the wind is dustless and the cold voice suddenly came!

"Wind is dustless!" The grieving Great Elder's old face suddenly changed drastically, becoming extremely frightened, and he suddenly looked up at Feng Wuchen.

"Wind is dustless!" When the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley heard this, they were all frightened.

The existence of wind and dust has already made them frightened.

"I almost forgot that you were still alive, it looks like you brought back the body of the North Styx. Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, and his figure slowly descended, causing the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley to retreat in horror.

"Woohoo!"

At this moment, in the sky above the Palace of the Burial Spirit Valley, a sonic boom came, and figures flashed one after another, full of deterrent power.

They are the Celestial Shadow Fire Cavalry and the Black Flag Army of the Flame Empire, the most elite soldiers of the Empire!

Hundreds of Imperial soldiers flew here, what a spectacular scene?

At first, the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley thought that hundreds of Tian Yuan Realm powerhouses had come, and they were so frightened that their souls were scattered.

With a cold gaze, he glanced at the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley, and Feng Wuchen said indifferently: "Everyone in the Burial Spirit Valley has to die. ”

"Feng Wuchen, isn't it enough for you to kill the Ancestor, the Northern Styx, and the Young Valley Lord?

"No mercy will be killed! No one will be left!" Feng Wuchen coldly ordered, his figure flashed, and he directly wrenched off the head of the Great Elder, the means were ruthless, cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Kill!" Phantom Yang and the Chaos God shouted, and hundreds of soldiers urged Zhenyuan to swoop down frantically.

The Holocaust begins!

"Hundreds of soldiers still want to destroy the Burial Spirit Valley, senior brothers, fight with them!" a senior disciple of the Yuan Dan Realm Nine Folds roared angrily.

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

"Whew!"

The cold gaze swept over the big disciple, and Feng Wuchen flashed in an instant, frightening the big disciple's body and mind, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"What are you going to fight?" asked Feng Wuchen coldly.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

The disciple was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and Feng Wuchen smashed out a punch at random, with a bang, killing the big disciple with one punch.

"Woohoo!"

"Snort!"

The soldiers used teleportation to launch a frenzied slaughter, cold-blooded and ruthless, and everywhere they passed, a large number of disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley died tragically.

The strange and magical body method made the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley unable to guard against it, and they were killed without even figuring out where the enemy was.

The disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley fled for their lives in panic, screaming incessantly.

He ...... He's the devil...... Devil!"

"You can't die well!"

"It's none of our business for your father to be arrested, and breaking your father's leg has nothing to do with us!

The Burial Spirit Valley disciples howled in horror.

"As long as it is a person from the Burial Spirit Valley, they all have to die!" Feng Wuchen responded indifferently, without the slightest sympathy for the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley.

To deal with the enemy, it is necessary to eradicate the grass and roots.

In a few minutes, thousands of disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley were slaughtered, corpses were everywhere, rivers of blood flowed, and the strong smell of blood made people smell and vomit.

The Red Emperor and Liu Qingyang were both red-eyed, and their bodies were splashed with the blood of the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley, like bloody people.

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

The Celestial Shadow Fire Cavalry and the Black Flag Army are a bunch of killing machines!

In just half an hour, nearly 20,000 disciples in the Burial Spirit Valley were all killed, and none of them were spared.

The entire Burial Valley was littered with corpses, and all the imposing palaces were destroyed.

The Valley of the Dead is completely destroyed!

After Feng Wuchen led the two armies to leave, the Burial Spirit Valley was deadly silent, there was no living mouth, only a strong smell of blood!

In the Valley of the Burial Spirit, the tragic picture is undaring to look at it directly, and it is unbearable.

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

When the blood of the disciples stained every corner of the Burial Spirit Valley red, a strange event happened.

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

If anyone were here at the moment, they would have fainted.

The magic circle frantically absorbed the blood of the disciples, and the blood light became more and more dazzling, and it was filled with a terrifying aura.

In the next moment, a large amount of blood qi converged to the center point of the huge magic circle.

The blood and qi gathered and swirled, slowly condensing an illusory figure, which was not unfamiliar.

The illusory figure slowly raised his head, his eyes flashed with blood, this person was actually the Northern Underworld that had been killed by Feng Wuchen before!

The illusory figure condensed from the center of the circle is the Northern Underworld!

That's right! It is indeed the soul body of the Northern Underworld!

"Ten thousand souls bury souls!" the illusory Northern Darkness Sky suddenly clasped his hands together, and cold words spat out of his mouth.

In the next second, a shocking and terrifying picture appeared.

The huge magic circle shook suddenly, and the blood and qi surged, like a sea of blood, and the souls of the dead disciples in the Burial Spirit Valley were absorbed by the magic circle.

(End of chapter)