Dragon God Sovereign Chapter 2443: I don't know who died yet

Feng Wuchen gave an order.

The ten shadow guards imdiately stopped and flashed behind Feng Wuchen.

The ten shadow guards are the strongest existence except for the leader of the shadow guards.

Apart from Feng Wuchen, only Fuchen knew the identity of their shadow guard.

Floating Chen couldn't imagine how terrifying the Shadow Guard was.

With a cold gaze toward Zhang Muyuan, Feng Wuchensen said coldly, "This is your last chance."

"Slly boy, no matter who you are, this temple master dare to kill my Profound Shadow Temple guardian and so many people, Wanyun Temple will never let you go!"

Zhang Muyuan roared frantically, like a wild beast.

Zhang Muyuan imdiately sent news to the Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds, all kinds of scolding seven aunts, eight aunts, eighteenth generations of ancestors, all kinds of bad words that cut off children and grandchildren. .

"Stop talking nonsense, give you a chance, hurry up and call soone, half a stick of incense!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.

Feng Wuchen had heard of the existence of Wanyun Temple, and it was the ancient forces that ca out of the ancient seal with the Seven Clan.

It's just that they did not intervene in the Seven God Realms. After the destruction of the Seven Clans, Wanyun Temple also returned to the Holy Realm.

"Extrely arrogant! How dare you not put the Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds in your eyes! I don't think you know the strength of the Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds!"

"Don't think that there are ten strong Saint Emperors, it is great! The Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds is ho to the powerful Saints, killing you is easy!"

"No matter who is behind you, there is absolutely no place for you to die!"

The elders of the Profound Shadow Temple were so angry that they scread.

Venerable Fuchen shook his head secretly, they didn't know what kind of terrifying existence they had offended.

"After half a stick of incense, let kill you!" Feng Wuchen ordered coldly.

"Huh! No need for half a stick of incense! The Lord of the Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds has arrived! You all must die!" Zhang Muyuan roared.

"Why no one wants to believe what I'm saying?" Feng Wuchen shook his head helplessly: "North Profound Realm Jiang Family, Supre Temple, he obviously gives them a chance but doesn't want it. The sa goes for your Profound Shadow Temple. Is there anyone you want to believe?"

too difficult.

"Single pupil." Feng Wuchen spoke to Shan pupil.

"Brother Feng?" Shan Tong was taken aback, and he knew at the first ti that soone else was going to be unlucky.

"Which thing that doesn't have eyes again?" Shan Tong shook his head helplessly.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Shan Tong's expression, Long Qianye asked casually.

Shan Tong raised his glass, drank it, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng has so trouble."

Most of the shadow guards on the side said: "Don't worry, the young master of the pupil, the ancestor ordered to arrange the shadow guard to be by the Supre Lord, and secretly protect the Supre Lord, nothing will happen."

"Brother Feng, what's the matter? I'm instructing them to practice." Shan Tong Chuanyin asked, raising the wine glass easily.

"Who arranged the Shadow Guardian for ?" Feng Wuchen asked through the voice transmission, apparently already aware of the Shadow Guardian existence.

"Brother Feng has noticed the existence of the Shadow Guard." Shan Tong said quickly, his expression a little shocked.

"How is this possible?" Most of the gods and shadow guards changed their expressions and said: "I have sent ten holy emperor gods and shadow guards, how could the Supre Lord notice it?"

Long Qianye frowned slightly, thinking of sothing the first ti.

Shan Tong quickly spread the voice: "Brother Feng, this is the aning of the ancestors. You can't expect you to be aware of their existence."

"I see." Feng Wuchen said through a voice transmission, secretly moved, almost full of beef.

Since there are ten powerful shadow guards to help, Feng Wuchen will not be polite.

"Buzz!"

In a short while, a wave of terrifying power spread wildly, murderously, and the surrounding space vibrated violently.

The void of the clear sky, tearing a large black crack in the blink of an eye.

The strong of Wanyun Temple is here!

"Co! Hallmaster Wanyun is here!"

Feeling a wave of terrifying power and murderous aura, Zhang Muyuan and others were panicked and ecstatic.

The upper and lower Profound Shadow Temple had already been scared to death, everyone collapsed to the ground feebly, showing pain on their faces.

"Holy... the pressure of the holy!" Floating Chen was extrely frightened, and this fear was irresistible. A dozen holy monarchs were overwheld with breathlessness, and their faces were pale.

Even the ten strong shadow guards felt extrely terrifying pressure at this mont.

The pressure of the Lord made them unable to move.

Only the wind and dust has no effect at all.

"Who is so rampant! How dare you insult the Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds! This seat will not be forgiving!" An old roar ca from a high altitude in the distance, and every word carried an extrely terrifying murderous intent.

"Master, this person is Wan Yanzhu, the lord of the Temple of Wanyun Temple, and the realm of the six-star holy." A **** shadow guard said respectfully.

"What? Wannian Pig?" Feng Wuchen was taken aback, and said in amazent: "I call myself a pig? What are all the nas? Are you afraid of being laughed at?"

"Master Supre should know the Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds. It took them more than a year to return to the Holy Realm from the God Realm." The Shadow Guard continued respectfully.

"There is such a thing." Feng Wuchen nodded, rembering the existence of Wanyun Temple.

"Slly boy, have you seen it? This is the power of the Lord! Do you know that you are afraid now?" Zhang Muyuan exclaid happily, as if he had seen the scene of Feng Wuchen's tragic death.

"Hall Master Wanyun and they are here! None of you can run away!" An elder said with anger.

"You feel the anger of the powerful saint? This elder wants to see what you are fighting against the powerful saint!" another elder shouted angrily.

Feng Wuchen glanced at Zhang Muyuan with cold eyes and said with disdain: "Stupid thing!"

"Slly boy! What are you talking about? Even when you die!" Zhang Muyuan yelled angrily. Now that the powerhouse of Wanyun Temple has arrived, Zhang Muyuan is full of confidence.

"I don't know who died yet." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Shoo hoo!"

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen figures appeared in the sky above the Profound Shadow Temple, all of them hideous and angry.

The surging montum envelops the mysterious temple!

"See the Lord of the Wanyun Hall!" Zhang Muyuan and other Profound Shadow Temples bowed down and bowed respectfully.

"Zhang Muyuan! Who insulted the Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds?" the old man headed angrily asked. This person is the Lord Wan Yanzhu of the Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds.

"Insult?" Feng Wuchen was taken aback. When did Feng Wuchen insult the Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds?

"The lord of the Wanyun Temple is the stinky boy who insulted the Temple of the Wanyun Temple! He also killed hundreds of people in the Temple of My Profound Shadow! I implore the Lord Wanyun Temple to be the master for us!" Zhang Muyuan said angrily, and said in mourning. .

"Dare to insult the Temple of Ten Thousand Clouds! I'm tired of living!" an elder shouted angrily, turning his head and swept over.

"Which arrogant junior dare to..." Wan Yanzhu shouted angrily, his fierce gaze swept over imdiately.

However, when they saw the shadow guard, their hearts slamd.