The crowd was staring at Feng Chen, and they could clearly feel Feng Chen's blood boiling, and a terrible aura was rushing wildly.

"Click!"

A light sound came out, and the crowd's pupils contracted. Two black bulges appeared on Feng Chen's shoulders, and the breath it exuded became more and more terrifying.

"Click, click...boom!"

Accompanied by a sound of shaking the space, Feng Chen looked up at the sky, his eyes were filled with a cold light. Behind him, a pair of evil wings appeared there, the wings were black, slanted there, and the edges of the wings were in the shape of a wavy blade, as sharp as a sharp blade, and flashed with a dark luster.

After the wings appeared, a stream of light kept flowing on Feng Chen's body. A dark aura was rolling all over his body. A very terrifying aura seemed to have a layer of dark luster, covering Feng Chen's body.

At the center of Feng Chen's eyebrows, a ball of dark light kept rotating and blending into his eyebrows. Finally, there was a clear handwriting that appeared, imprinted on Feng Chen's eyebrows.

"wind!"

The evil word Feng, the word Feng was imprinted there, making Feng Chen's pupils even more evil, and the corners of his eyes were slightly curled up, like a demon, "Bloodlines, indeed the power of bloodlines, bloodline martial soul."

The crowd's hearts were trembling. In ancient times, monsters were raging, and humans' strength was even stronger than they are now. Those who established the country were very terrifying. Even the powerful people of the supreme level, the ancestor of the Tianfeng Kingdom, also achieved the power of blood for the venerables, and continued to pass on. Now, Fengchen, like the people of the Xueyue Royal Family, inherited the power of blood.

Feng Chen's pupils stared at the crowd, and everyone immediately felt as if they were staring at by monsters, very cold.

And in Feng Chen's hand, a terrible black thing was rolling there. This was a flame, but it was mixed with blue and dark flames. There were beams of light flowing on it, filled with the power of destruction. The beams were lightning, and this flame was thunder and fire.

In the past, Tianfeng Demon Lord was extremely powerful, proficient in wind, fire, thunder and lightning, and Fengchen possessed the blood power passed down by the ancestor, and contained wind, fire, and thunder and lightning in his body.

The wind is the evil wings, fire, and lightning behind it, which is the light of destruction dragged in Fengchen's hand.

"Fengchen, so terrible."

The crowd's hearts trembled slightly. The feeling that Feng Chen brought to them at this moment was terrifying, shocking, Feng Chen, too evil.

It seems that the battle between Lin Feng and Feng Chen is really interesting. Both of them are not good at slap, they are rare geniuses. Moreover, many of them know that Lin Feng also has a bloodline martial soul, and the power of blood flows in his body, but the concentration of bloodline in Lin Feng's body seems to be not as high as Feng Chen.

No one knows who is stronger or weaker now.

"Hidden enough." Ruolanshan's eyes were slightly condensed and he stared at Feng Chen. At this time, he was too different from the past, and it was almost impossible to tell that this strange person would be the smiling young man.

Although he knew that Feng Chen's strength must be not weak, he did not expect that Feng Chen would be so strong, and the concentration of bloodline power seemed to be very high. He was indeed a rare genius. When he fought with Lin Feng, no matter who died, it would be a pity. It would be too difficult for such a genius to be cultivated. But the current situation is that Lin Feng and Feng Chen will not give up. They must kill each other before they will give up. He himself said that he would not interfere and could only let the two fight, fighting for life and death.

Ruolanshan's eyes inadvertently glanced at Duan Wuya. Like Feng Chen, Duan Wuya is both a royal bloodline, possesses the bloodline power passed down by the Venerable, and is smart and cunning. He has never shown his strength. Although he was only ranked fourth among the Eight Young Masters of Xueyue before, his real combat power is also a mystery.

None of these royal guys are simple. Duan Wudao, the terrifying head of the eight young masters, has never met him for so long. No one else has given him face at all. However, this is consistent with Duan Wudao's character. Those who follow will prosper, and those who rebelle will perish. The world is only me, and they are arrogant and have no way to be in their hearts.

Lin Feng also stared at Feng Chen with a cold look. The ball of thunder and fire was stronger than the second-generation thunder and lightning. Moreover, Feng Chen and his wings and demons seemed to be difficult to deal with.

"Lin Feng, what do you think at this moment?"

Feng Chen held Leihuo with both hands, stared at Lin Feng with cold eyes, and a ray of coldness spit out from his mouth.

"Thinking?" Lin Feng stared at Feng Chen and said coldly: "I think you are self-righteous. In this world, you are not the only one with blood power."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, Canglong roared angrily. Behind him, the seven Canglong roared in the void, swayed upwards, and all roared angrily toward the sky.

Purple lights hovered above the Canglong, like a demon snake, a purple snake martial soul, appearing with the Tiande martial soul, and the dragon and snake dancing together.

Moreover, in the middle of the head of the seven-headed Cyan Dragon, there is a ball of dark light, and a face is imprinted there, like a ghost, captivating. This is the Lich soul born from Lin Feng devouring the Wu Zhen’s martial soul.

"Um?"

Feng Chen raised his eyebrows and looked cold. Lin Feng was actually twin in martial souls, and there was also a dark face, which seemed to be a kind of martial soul.

"If your realm is as strong as mine, it will indeed be a great threat to me, but now, how can the bloodline martial soul of the third level of Xuanwu Realm be compared with my bloodline martial soul of the sixth level of Xuanwu Realm?"

Feng Chen said coldly, then he stepped forward, and the dark demon wings flowed with a dark luster, and his body disappeared from the spot.

Lin Feng, who was standing there, felt a flash of black light flashing in front of him, and then a terrifying aura of destruction enveloped him, his body trembled, and disappeared like the wind.

"Click!"

The dark light of thunder and fire slammed into the void, causing the space to tremble and floated constantly. The light of thunder and fire scattered everywhere. Unfortunately, Lin Feng's body no longer stood there and retreated a few meters away.

"Escape? Can you escape?"

Feng Chen sneered, the light flowed on the wings, and the pupils became more and more weird, and their bodies swung, and disappeared again.

Another destructive aura of depression came towards him, Lin Feng's pupils turned into pitch black, and the light of amateur flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted Fengchen to see through it.

Like Chu Zhanpeng in the past, Feng Chen has the wings of the demon, but Feng Chen is a winged martial soul born from the inherited bloodline power. The wings are flashing silently, lighter and more powerful than the young master of Dapeng. The rippled winged blade can easily kill people.

Moreover, this ball of thunder and fire is very terrible. If it is printed on him, it may be able to destroy Lin Feng. Even the sword of killing cannot withstand this ball of thunder and fire.

After all, Lin Feng and Feng Chen have a big gap in their realms, and Feng Chen's own strength is also extremely strong. I'm afraid no one is his opponent in other ordinary people at the sixth level of Xuanwu Realm.

"If the three thousand Buddhas' magic power collide with this thunder and fire, it will probably be easily swallowed and destroyed." Lin Feng said in his heart. The three thousand Buddhas' magic power is very strong, but it is not enough. I believe that if the six thousand Buddhas' magic power is reached, before suppressing, the thunder and fire of Feng Chen can be suppressed with just the power of **, and the power of the Nine-turn Buddhas' magic power can be suppressed and destroyed with one punch. The power of the Nine-turn Buddhas' demons will be suppressed and ignored everything.

It’s a pity that now, he only has three thousand Buddhist powers, which is not enough.

His Tiande martial soul swallows everything, devours monsters, devours martial souls, and even the fusion of martial souls can even be swallowed by humans. However, if the Tiande martial soul is bombarded by the destroyed thunder and fire, it may be damaged, and the realm is still weak. He and Feng Chen are three major realms different.

"The only ones who can collide with Feng Chen and destroy him are the Netherworld Fire and Netherworld Lotus, and they must also integrate all the true energy power into it, otherwise Feng Chen will not be able to kill Feng Chen."

Lin Feng analyzed in his mind that Feng Chen is powerful, has the power of blood, and is three levels higher than him. It is much more difficult to deal with Feng Chen than killing the second level. There is no problem in challenging him higher than to cross the third level, but it is difficult to cross the three levels, and if you are not careful, you may even be killed by Feng Chen.
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