Dragon God Supreme

"Xiao Xiao..."

Listening to Xiao Xiao's mournful screams, Feng Wuchen's heart ached as if pierced by a thousand blades.

"Haha! What a marvelous sound, Wind Shadow, does it hurt? Are you angry? That's right, haha!"

Seeing Feng Wuchen's furious and heartbroken expression, the Corpse Emperor couldn't help but laugh arrogantly, as brazen as he could be.

Exhilarating! This is the exhilarating pleasure!

Not only does he want to kill Feng Wuchen, but he also wants Feng Wuchen to suffer utter humiliation, to have his reputation ruined, and to stomp on him mercilessly!

The people of the Dragon God Palace were covered by corpse insects, unable to exert their power or speak, but they could all hear Ling Xiaoxiao's mournful screams.

Everyone in the Dragon God Palace was thunderously angry, their hearts roaring wildly, but unfortunately, they were powerless.

"You despicable bastard! If it weren't for the strength devoured by the corpse insects, I would have ripped out your insides!" Tian Luo roared, enduring his severe injuries.

"Ancestor Corpse! You old bastard! I will never forgive you!" Long Qinghun cursed angrily.

"Despicable, shameless! Dare to attack a young girl! What kind of skill is that? Ancestor Corpse, is this the disciple you've taught? I spit on you!" Long Ji cursed angrily.

The five Divine Generals, ten Revered Ones, eighteen Heavenly Emperors, and the strong of the Dragon God Clan cursed incessantly, like thunderous waves in a river and sea.

Unfortunately, they were severely wounded, their power ruthlessly devoured by corpse insects, their flesh within also consumed, and healing pills couldn't restore their injuries in a short time.

Feng Wuchen secretly regretted not teaching them the Yan Sheng Decree back then, otherwise, they would be invincible.

"Xiao Xiao, I once promised that I wouldn't let you get hurt again, wouldn't let you suffer again. I have broken my promise." Feng Wuchen thought mournfully, leading to two lines of blood tears down his face.

Promises that can't be kept are lies, they make one a liar.

"Master, what are you hesitating for? Act now! Controlling that beast, the Corpse Emperor, is a piece of cake for you, don't forget the power of time!" The Dragon God Sword's voice suddenly came.

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen, in a state of extreme fury, his eyes suddenly brightened, clearing up considerably.

Feng Wuchen didn't speak, moved his mind, and instantly used teleportation.

With Ling Xiaoxiao in danger, Feng Wuchen couldn't wait an extra moment.

As teleportation was employed, the power of time was also activated.

"Ugh..."

The Corpse Emperor, who was laughing arrogantly, suddenly couldn't make a sound.

Feng Wuchen arrived in a flash, the power of time trapping him, and Feng Wuchen fiercely grabbed the Corpse Emperor's neck.

"No good! It's teleportation!" The Corpse Emperor's heart was greatly alarmed, not expecting Feng Wuchen to actually take action.

"Hmph! Trying to save your fiancée? Dream on! Go to hell!" The Corpse Emperor roared angrily in his heart, immediately controlling the corpse insects to devour Ling Xiaoxiao.

"Corpse Emperor!" From somewhere in the shadows came the panicked voice of Ancestor Corpse.

"Hmph!" Feng Wuchen snorted coldly with ferocity, his blood-red eyes sweeping toward the source of the voice.

"Master! Don't kill the Corpse Emperor yet! I want to rip out his insides!" Seeing Feng Wuchen take action, Tian Luo was the first to roar in anger.

"I want to crush all his bones!" Long Yun roared madly.

Just as the Corpse Emperor was about to control the corpse insects to devour Ling Xiaoxiao, Feng Wuchen had already teleported with the Corpse Emperor to the square, directly tossing him out like trash.

"Boom!"

The Corpse Emperor slammed violently onto the ground, exploding with a loud noise, the ground burst into a large pit, and the Corpse Emperor's body even bounced up.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, a black shadow flashed and appeared, once again restraining the Corpse Emperor.

It was the late Heavenly Emperor puppet!

At the same time, the power of time had already covered everyone in the Dragon God Clan, time seemingly coming to a complete halt.

"Boom!"

Wu Fire was unleashed, Feng Wuchen instantly waved his hand, and Wu Fire transformed into a black fire dragon, blasting out like a shooting star.

"Swoosh swoosh..."

Wu Fire is the nemesis of corpse insects, and where the black dragon passed, everyone in the Dragon God Palace was covered in thick black smoke, instantly swallowing all the corpse insects.

"What a terrifying flame, the corpse insects can't resist at all!"

"Black flame? This isn't the fire of the Dragon Clan, it even carries a cold aura."

"This flame is extremely domineering, the aura even more terrifying!"

Elders like Zhuge Wuji and the three Great Protectors were all frightened by Wu Fire.

"Xiao Xiao!" Feng Wuchen immediately flashed over to hold the weakened Ling Xiaoxiao.

"Brother Feng... I'm sorry... Xiao Xiao dragged you down..." Ling Xiaoxiao said weakly, then fainted.

"Xiao Xiao!" Ling Muyun and Ling Xuan were shocked and rushed over.

"Chen Er, how is it? How is Xiao Xiao?" Xiao Qingqing also came over anxiously to ask.

Feng Wuchen suppressed the monstrous anger in his heart and said, "The injuries aren't severe."

Ling Xiaoxiao's injuries were indeed not severe, but the pale and haggard face completely drove Feng Wuchen into a berserk state, the blood energy rising from his body even stronger.

"This..." Everyone in the Dragon God Palace was completely unaware of the situation, finding it very strange.

They all knew that Feng Wuchen was completely enraged.

"I've never seen Chen Er so angry, this feeling is very unfamiliar, Chen Er's aura has also changed." Feng Zhengxiong thought with a frown, also signaling others not to speak.

Long Zhantian and others also noticed the subtle change in Feng Wuchen's aura.

Handing Ling Xiaoxiao to Ling Xuan, Feng Wuchen's terrifying blood-red eyes looked at the trapped Corpse Emperor, then took step by step toward him.

The Corpse Emperor was held by the puppet, struggling desperately but in vain.

"Wind Shadow... you... what are you going to do? Don't... don't come closer..." The Corpse Emperor, seeing Feng Wuchen approaching and the murderous aura in his blood-red eyes, was terrified out of his wits.

The black fire dragon was still circling above the square, and even if the Corpse Emperor could control countless corpse insects, they were completely useless now.

In the face of Wu Fire, no matter how many come, they all meet death!

"Ancestor Corpse, not planning to show yourself? Not going to save your disciple?" Feng Wuchen's cold and emotionless voice rang out.

"Slap!"

"Pft!"

With these words, Feng Wuchen slapped the Corpse Emperor, a domineering force causing him to spit blood, a few of his front teeth flying out.

The force instantly made the Corpse Emperor's face swell, the imprint stark and shocking.

Feng Wuchen wished he could kill the Corpse Emperor immediately, but that would be too merciful.

"Slap slap slap!"

Feng Wuchen slapped the Corpse Emperor's face wildly from left to right, his teeth all flying out, his face beaten to a pulp that even his mother wouldn't recognize.

"Don't... don't hit me, I beg you, don't hit me... Brother Feng, I was wrong... wrong, please spare me."

The Corpse Emperor was incredibly frightened, crying and pleading with his swollen face.

"A dignified Ancestor Corpse, now doesn't even dare to save his disciple, it seems your master is also a coward!" Feng Wuchen mocked.

His palm already gathered with terrifying soul power, before pressing it onto the Corpse Emperor's crown.

"No! No! Ah..." The Corpse Emperor screamed in despair.