Chapter 700
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"You are the Evil Dragon God's subordinate?"
Just as the old man was roaring, Feng Wuchen's voice rang out.
Feng Wuchen arrived in an instant and silently appeared in the cave.
The sudden voice gave the roaring old man a fright.
"Teleportation!"
The old man suddenly exclaimed and stared at Feng Wuchen with wide eyes.
"You know about Teleportation?" Feng Wuchen asked in surprise. He was already certain that the old man was related to the Evil Dragon God.
Seeing Feng Wuchen return, the old man was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Stinking brat, quickly save me!"
Feng Wuchen said, "Answer my question first."
"I am the Evil Dragon God's general, Yan Long!" the old man replied.
"Yan Long? You are Yan Long? " The instant he heard this, Feng Wuchen's eyes widened. Through the Evil Dragon God's memories, Feng Wuchen instantly saw Yan Long's figure in his mind.
But in comparison, the old man in front of him was not Yan Long at all!
"You are not Yan Long. No matter how I look at you, you don't look like one." Feng Wuchen shook his head and asked, "Who are you? Why do you know about the Evil Dragon God? "
"Stinking brat! How dare you question me! I am Yan Long! "The old man was furious. He pulled up his sharp white hair with both hands and faced Feng Wuchen.
Looking carefully, Feng Wuchen felt that he looked a little like Yan Long.
The old man had been sealed for who knew how many years. His body was dirty, and if one did not look carefully, one would not be able to see his true appearance.
"You are really Yan Long?" Feng Wuchen asked in disbelief. Although he looked a little similar, Feng Wuchen was not sure. After all, he was too different from Yan Long.
"Stinking brat, you have never seen me before. How do you know if I am Yan Long?" the old man shouted angrily.
"Your temper is very similar." Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile. After taking a few more glances, combined with the Evil Dragon God's understanding of the Flame Dragon, Feng Wuchen was certain that the old man was the Flame Dragon.
Yan Long was also a member of the dragon race. He was one of the generals under the Evil Dragon God. His strength was extremely terrifying.
"Stinking brat, how did you obtain the Evil Dragon God's cultivation technique? You are a human, why do you have the bloodline of the Dragon Clan? "Yan Long stared at Feng Wuchen and asked.
"Bang!"
Feng Wuchen controlled the black flame and smiled, "You'll know in the future. I'll save you first. I have something important to do, so you better keep your mouth shut."
"…" The Flame Dragon stopped talking.
The terrifying black fire covered the entire light screen. Under the control of Feng Wuchen, it was constantly devouring the power of the sealing formation.
As Feng Wuchen broke through the First Level of the Heaven Realm, his cultivation became more and more powerful. His ability to control the Raven Fire also became more and more powerful. The power of the Raven Fire became more and more terrifying.
"Buzz!"
The terrifying sealing formation suddenly buzzed and vibrated. A dazzling blue light filled the entire cave. A monstrous energy crazily filled the air.
Outside the Xuanhuo Cave, Gu Ding and the others were suddenly frightened and fled in panic. No one dared to stay. They all thought that the Evil Fire was about to come out.
"This black flame has an extremely terrifying devouring power. Could it be the Primordial Raven Fire?" Yan Long guessed in horror. The terrifying devouring power of the Raven Fire made him quite afraid.
"The sealing formation's power is too great. I don't know if the Raven Fire can bear it. My body can't bear too much power!" Feng Wuchen secretly guessed.
The Raven Fire devoured crazily at an astonishing speed. Feng Wuchen's body rapidly swelled. The terrifying power filled his meridians. The swelling pain of his meridians made Feng Wuchen's face extremely twisted.
"Art of Spirit Separation!" Feng Wuchen suddenly shouted. He quickly condensed 12 Primordial Spirit doppelgangers to help refine this huge power.
"Art of Spirit Separation!" Seeing the 12 Primordial Spirit doppelgangers, Yan Long was shocked. His old eyes instantly widened.
"Who is this stinking brat? Why does he know everything that the Dragon God knows? Where did his Dragon Clan bloodline come from? "Yan Long was even more curious.
The 12 Primordial Spirit doppelgangers crazily refined. Feng Wuchen's cultivation rapidly soared. His swollen body also slowly recovered.
"Chi Chi!"
"Crack!"
In a few minutes, the powerful sealing formation was finally devoured by the Raven Fire, causing the power of the sealing formation to lose balance and shatter.
In comparison, the Raven Fire was more terrifying.
"It's broken! The sealing formation is broken! "Yan Long was ecstatic.
"Huff!"
Feng Wuchen deeply exhaled. Fortunately, he didn't need to devour too much power. Otherwise, Feng Wuchen wouldn't be able to bear the huge amount of power that continuously poured into his body.
"My cultivation has increased a little. Not bad." Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart.
After breaking the formation, Feng Wuchen didn't stop. He ignored Yan Long and didn't ask why Yan Long was sealed again. He immediately teleported back to the Dragon God Palace.
If he had the time, he might as well go back to the Dragon God Palace to see what had happened.
Intuition told Feng Wuchen that something big had happened in the Dragon God Palace.
"This little brat runs fast." Yan Long was stunned at first, but then he shook his head.
"After being sealed for so many years, it's time to go out and see!" Yan Long was so excited that he jumped up and down.
As he spoke, Yan Long's figure had disappeared silently as if he had never appeared. This showed how terrifying Yan Long's cultivation was.
Looking back at the Dragon God Palace, after Ling Xiaoxiao's second enchantment was broken by the Demonic Orb, the experts of the Deity King Temple attacked mercilessly.
The battle broke out again. Tian Xianzi and the others tried their best. Many experts were sacrificed one after another. They were greatly weakened and almost lost the ability to fight.
The fierce battle led to more deaths of the Dragon God Palace's soldiers.
Big Dipper Heavenly Leaf, Luo Yan, Huo Ming, Saber Soul, and other brothers were sacrificed one after another.
Liu Qingyang, Yi Tianqing, and the others were seriously injured. If it wasn't for Lan Yue's Water Enchantment at the critical moment, Liu Qingyang and the others would have died tragically.
The battle was so fierce that the Dragon God Palace couldn't hold on anymore.
This battle was the most tragic one for the Dragon God Palace. More than three hundred soldiers were killed or injured.
Hundreds of experts came to help the Dragon God Palace, but more than two hundred were killed or injured.
It was a crushing defeat!
Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face was extremely pale. She tried her best to protect the Dragon God Palace, but her strength was almost exhausted.
"Little brat, no strength left, right? Let's see how you can condense the Divine Transformation Enchantment! "Leng Hun sneered.
"Kill me if you can!" Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly. Even if she had exhausted her strength, Ling Xiaoxiao would not retreat. She wanted to protect the Dragon God Palace for Feng Wuchen.
"I won't kill you! But everyone else must die! "Leng Hun said coldly. Leng Hun didn't dare to touch Ling Xiaoxiao for the time being.
"Kill the most arrogant guy first!" Leng Hun ordered, pointing at Liu Qingyang.
A warrior of the Heaven Realm respectfully accepted the order. Then he grabbed the seriously injured Liu Qingyang and sucked him into the sky.
"Brother Liu!" Miao Qingqing's pretty face changed greatly. She hurriedly rushed to grab Liu Qingyang.
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