Chapter 705
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Feng Wuchen was completely enraged by the tragic death of so many soldiers in Dragon Temple!
He was so angry that he went berserk! He was so angry that he went berserk!
Zhuge Liancheng, Mo Linger, and Feng Wuchen didn't care about them at all. He would kill them all!
"Die!"
Feng Wuchen roared, his boundless murderous intent surging.
The horrible black fire devoured and burned mercilessly at the same time.
More than a dozen warriors of the Heaven Realm screamed in despair. The whole sky above Dragon Temple was filled with their screams.
The crazy devouring and burning made people feel scared just by looking at it.
"Save Mo Linger!" Leng Hun roared in panic.
"Young Master! I wanted to save her, but it was too late! "Kun Yun said helplessly. If he hadn't reacted in time, he wouldn't have been able to save Leng Hun.
"It's over …" Leng Hun panicked.
Mo Linger was the beloved disciple of Devil Respect. If she was killed because of this, the entire Divine Palace couldn't bear the anger of Devil Respect.
"Gulp …"
Everyone in Dragon Temple was scared out of their wits. Their pale faces were full of fear, and they couldn't help but tremble.
"The Temple Master … is so scary …"
"This … this is the most terrifying moment of the Temple Master."
"This … so many warriors of the Heaven Realm have died under the black fire."
"Is the cultivation of the First Level of the Heaven Realm so terrifying?"
People in Dragon Temple were discussing in horror.
The horrible black fire had devoured more than half of their strength in just a moment. Unable to resist, their flesh began to burn.
"Ah …"
The pain of being devoured and burned by the black fire was unbearable, and they kept screaming.
Mo Linger's strength was almost completely devoured, but at this moment, strands of black gas were spreading out from her body, which looked very strange.
"Evil aura!" Liu Qingyang was shocked.
"Mo Linger has such an evil aura!" Yi Tianqing and the others were shocked and widened their eyes.
Ling Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "This is the aura of the Devil Clan. Mo Linger must have practiced the Devil Clan's exercises and absorbed the evil power of the Devil Clan. She has been demonized!"
"Demonized?" The word demonized changed the expressions of everyone in the Dragon Temple.
"Young Hall Master! Demonic Orb! Quickly use the Demonic Pearl! "Kun Yun hurriedly shouted.
Hearing this, Leng Hun suddenly woke up. He immediately took out the Demonic Bead and threw it at Mo Linger, hoping that the Demonic Bead could save her life.
The Demonic Orb emitted a terrifying aura. Strands of black Qi spread out from it. It was strange and terrifying.
"Kun Yun! Kill Feng Wuchen! Don't let him kill Mo Ling 'er! "Leng Hun roared.
Kun Yun did not hesitate to circulate all of the power in his body and condense it on his palm. It gave off a resplendent azure light, and his aura was terrifying.
"Brother Feng, be careful! The Demonic Orb could corrode power! My Divine Transformation Barrier was broken by the corrosion of the Demonic Orb. The Demonic Orb contains the terrifying power of the Devil Race! "Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly reminded him.
"Demonic weapon!" Feng Wuchen's bloodshot eyes swept towards the Demonic Artifact. With a wave of his hand, a black fire dragon shot out.
From the looks of it, Feng Wuchen did not seem to care about the Demonic Bead at all!
The black fire dragon collided with the Demonic Orb. The fire dragon wrapped around the Demonic Orb, intending to devour its power.
"Feng Wuchen! Give me your life! "Kun Yun roared angrily and blasted a palm at Feng Wuchen.
Swish!
Buzz buzz!
A huge azure palm print shot out, carrying a destructive aura towards Feng Wuchen. The void and earth shook violently.
"Divine Transformation Barrier!"
Ling Xiaoxiao recovered a lot of her True Core Strength and rushed over to form the Divine Transformation Barrier.
"Oh no!" Kun Yun's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly withdrew half of his power.
Kun Yun did not dare to touch Ling Xiaoxiao's Divine Transformation Barrier.
"Rumble!"
Buzz buzz!
The palm print that had lost half of its power hit the barrier, but it did not have any effect. It only shook the space and rebounded with a terrifying energy!
"Young Master, retreat!" Kun Yun pulled Leng Hun and retreated quickly.
Fortunately, Kun Yun withdrew half of his power. Otherwise, he would have been seriously injured.
"You're only in the Third Tier of the Apotheosis Transformation Realm. How dare you bully Brother Feng?" Ling Xiaoxiao scolded Kun Yun. Her beautiful eyes were full of killing intent and contempt.
"…" Kun Yun looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with fear. He could not say a word.
The dozen or so warriors of the Heaven Realm who were burned and swallowed by the black fire were completely silent. They were burned to ashes one by one.
Only Zhuge Liancheng, who was with Mo Ling 'er, seemed to be protected by the aura of the Devil Tribe. He was still alive, but he would not last long.
"Young … Young Master, please … save me …" Zhuge Liancheng made a weak cry for help.
Leng Hun did not care at all. He stared at the Demonic Orb. He only hoped that the Demonic Orb could save Mo Ling 'er. Otherwise, the Divine King's Palace would not be able to answer to the Devil Tribe.
Ling Xiaoxiao said seriously, "Brother Feng, the evil aura in Mo Ling 'er's body is not ordinary. It's different from other people of the Devil Tribe. Her aura is even more evil. The aura of the Demonic Orb seems to be resonating with her. The power of the Demonic Orb is protecting her!"
"Mo Ling 'er!" Feng Wuchen's face twitched violently. He gritted his teeth.
The black fire and the Demonic Orb fought fiercely. Feng Wuchen tried his best to block it, but the evil aura emitted from Mo Ling 'er's body was getting more and more terrible. She was not burned by the black fire at all.
At this moment, everyone was watching nervously.
They had all seen the horror of the Demonic Orb. No one knew that Feng Wuchen's black fire could defeat the terrifying Demonic Orb.
"Spirit Splitting Technique!"
Feng Wuchen roared fiercely and instantly condensed 12 Primordial Spirit avatars. They all flashed around the Demonic Orb. It seemed that he wanted to use the power of the black fire to refine the Demonic Orb.
"These are avatars?" Leng Hun was stunned. He did not know what Feng Wuchen wanted to do.
The 12 Primordial Spirit avatars were frantically refining the Demonic Orb.
Feng Wuchen's aura soared rapidly. The black fire's devouring power was too great. It was enough for Feng Wuchen to refine continuously.
"This kid is too bold, isn't he? He wants to refine the Demonic Orb! Young Master! Stop him! "Kun Yun could not help but gasp. This was a Demonic Artifact of the Demonic Tribe.
Leng Hun did not dare to be careless. He hurriedly activated his True Essence to activate the Demonic Orb's power. But to his shock, the Demonic Orb was not under his control.
"The Demonic Orb … is not under my control. How is this possible …" Leng Hun was stunned again. He was shocked and confused.
As time passed, the power of the Demonic Orb gradually weakened.
"How is this possible? He can refine the Demonic Orb's power!" Leng Hun was shocked. He could clearly feel the Demonic Orb's aura weakening.
The people of the Temple of Dragon cheered in ecstasy.
"Boom!"
"Poof!"
However, just as the Demonic Orb's aura was getting weaker, there was a sudden explosion. An extremely terrifying power erupted, causing Feng Wuchen to spit out blood.
"Buzz!"
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