"Buzz!"
Sixteen fearful powers shook the Dragon God barrier.
If there is no Dragon God enchantnt, these sixteen destructive powers are enough to shake the entire holy world, and enough to make countless cultivators feel intense fear.
Single Hitomi and Shinkage Gate held their breath at this mont, staring at the sixteen terrifying powers with horror.
Such extrely shocking scenes may not be seen in a lifeti.
Looking at the Necromancer clansn, each of them clenched their fists, and their expressions were extrely tense. They all hoped that the power of the sixteen nobles could hit the wind and dust.
It was a look of anticipation of the desire to survive.
Facing the sixteen terrifying powers of the Holy Decision, Feng Wuchen remained motionless, expressionless, as if he hadn't seen it.
"Isn't the master going to avoid it? Why don't you take action?" Xiao Wutian said in a panic, it was simply that the emperor was in no hurry.
"Young Master Emperor Tong." Yi Qingyun looked at Shan Tong in panic.
"It's okay, don't worry." Shan Tong didn't worry about Feng Wuchen's comfort at all.
"Boom boom boom!"
Sixteen terrifying sacred powers blasted Feng Wuchen one after another, and the deafening explosion once again ruthlessly impacted Shantong and others' eardrums. Everyone covered their ears, and there was pain on their faces.
"He didn't avoid it, and didn't resist! The old **** of the Dragon Soul Killer didn't dare to be so rampant, right?" The Necromancer patriarch frowned deeply, his face extrely solemn.
Is Feng Wuchen so confident?
"This kid actually looks down on us, and it's too late to regret it now!" an elder shouted angrily, obviously not moving in the wind, making him feel very unhappy.
"How dare you ignore our strength, you are looking for death!" a saint shouted angrily.
The mbers of the Necromancer tribe were all excited. In their opinion, the power of the sixteen nobles, even if they can't kill Feng Wuchen, can definitely damage Feng Wuchen.
The sixteen strong masters are by no ans vegetarian.
"No." The Necromancer patriarch frowned deeply, already aware that sothing was wrong.
Sixteen terrifying forces bombarded Feng Wuchen's body. It stands to reason that the explosive force must have swept the surroundings wildly, but there was no ripple of energy spreading right now.
"How is it possible? Our power is under control!" An elder also noticed it, and his old face changed dramatically.
"This is impossible! There is no way anyone in the holy world can do it!" The other elder said in terror, unable to believe it.
The energy ripples did not spread due to the bombardnt of the power of the sixteen sacred determinations.
A gust of wind suddenly swept away, and the terrifying energy ripples disappeared in an instant.
Feng Wuchen appeared in front of everyone unscathed, even with a faint smile.
"hiss"
The mont they saw Feng Wuchen, all the mbers of the Necromancer clan gasped in horror, and they were all stunned, looking at Feng Wuchen like a petrified monster.
Yi Qingyun, Xiao Wutian and Shenying Guardian were all shocked.
The total shock of a lifeti is not as strong as today.
"Unhard..." The patriarch of the Necromancer was dull, like a vegetable.
"He... he was actually unhard?" The great elder was extrely shocked, and the attack of the 16 noble masters, even if Feng Wuchen is strong, it is impossible to be unhard, right?
"..." More than a dozen powerful saints stunned on the spot, shaking all over, as if they saw a demon.
Strong fear, all written on the face.
My Nima! Is that human being?
This is more terrifying than the devil!
Sixteen powerful masters broke out with all their strength, basic magic weapons, and perford the strongest sacred decisive action, but they did not hurt the wind and dust at all!
This is a fart!
Just stick out your neck and let you chop it.
The intense desperation hit the heart of everyone in the Necromancer, completely losing their fighting spirit and confidence.
Such a strong and invincible existence is simply not sothing they can contend with.
At this mont, the patriarch of the Necromancer felt a sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before. He thought it was already the highest existence in the Holy Realm, but he didn't expect a more terrifying existence.
"Is it over? It's my turn." Feng Wuchen smiled coldly.
"call out!"
When the words fell, a flash, Feng Wuchen had appeared in front of the Necromancer Patriarch, the speed was so fast that no one noticed.
Feng Wuchen's appearance made the Necromancer Patriarch back a few steps in fright. His old face was extrely pale. He wanted to speak but found that he could not speak. This fear made him tremble.
"Rember my words, those who move can, but they have to withstand my anger!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, slowly raising his right hand, and his index finger facing the necromancer patriarch.
At this mont, ti seed to stand still, and the space was silent.
The Necromancers, their hearts beating wildly, all held their breath.
"dead!"
"boom!"
Feng Wuchen spit out a word of death, and the dead space suddenly exploded. In the eyes of everyone's extre fear, the Necromancer clan exploded and turned into a cloud of blood!
Imdiately before his death, the patriarch of the Necromancer could clearly feel that terrifying force beyond imagination.
It's a pity that the soul is gone in an instant!
The peak powerhouse of the nine-star sage was killed by Feng Wuchen in this way!
"Patriarch!" The grand elder and a dozen of the sages' faces changed drastically, and they cried out in panic and sorrow.
They couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen could kill the peak powerhouse of the Nine Stars with just one finger.
This is not because the patriarch of the Necromancer is too weak, but Feng Wuchen is too strong.
The power of this horror is beyond their cognition.
"The patriarch was... killed..."
"He... he actually killed the patriarch with one move! This... what kind of power is this? What kind of cultivation is he?"
"The patriarch is dead! The patriarch is dead!"
The Necromancer clansn are full of endless fear and grief, and all of them regret to cause trouble.
"Slly boy! This elder is fighting with you!" An elder roared in grief, murderously and madly rushing towards Feng Wuchen.
"With your little strength, you are worthy to fight with ?" Feng Wuchen sneered.
"Even if you die! I want you to lose your skin!" another elder roared.
"Avenge for the patriarch!" The holy masters were all enraged, so angry that they lost their minds, and burst out frantically.
The elder blinked, and his fierce fist rushed towards Feng Wuchen with a force of destruction.
Feng Wuchen pointed out, the ancestor of the ice soul exploded, and the mont the index finger touched the elder's fist, the elder's body directly turned into an ice sculpture.
The elders of the Seven-Star Sovereign Realm, have fallen!
"This is the ice attribute power that kills Wuqi!" Shan Tong felt a huge shock.
Feng Wuchen imdiately waved his hand, and the overbearing power of the ancestor of ice soul swept away. In just the blink of an eye, the dozen or so holy masters who burst into the air, all turned into ice sculptures.
The terrifying ice attribute power spread rapidly, and wherever they passed, the Necromancer tribes turned into ice sculptures, and every ice sculpture showed a strong expression of fear and despair.
"From today, there will be no necromancer in the holy realm!" Feng Wuchen tried domineeringly.
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