"You finally remember me! Mo Tianyang! "
While they were talking, Yan Long glanced at Mo Ling 'er with an evil grin on his face.
"Third Elder of the Devil Race, eighth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm. After so many years, your cultivation has improved a lot."
Yan Long spoke without a trace of fear on his face.
Mo Tianyang, the Third Elder of the Devil Race, one of the big shots of the Devil Race!
From Mo Tianyang's cultivation at the eighth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm, it could be seen that he had a high status in the Devil Race.
"The Dragon Race?" Leng Hun and Kun Yun were confused. They had never heard of the Dragon Race.
From Mo Tianyang's shocked face, Yan Long's existence seemed to make Mo Tianyang more afraid than the Dragon Race.
"How is this possible …" Yan Long's answer shocked Mo Tianyang and Mo Ling 'er.
"Yan Long, the subordinate of the Evil Dragon God! This is impossible! "Mo Tianyang exclaimed. His heart trembled as the terrifying figure of the Evil Dragon God appeared in his mind.
Seeing Mo Tianyang so shocked, Leng Hun and Kun Yun were even more shocked. They didn't need to guess to know that the Dragon Race was terrifying. At the very least, they could fight against the Devil Race.
"Weren't you and the Evil Dragon God sealed? Without the Dragon Race's chief and six elders, you couldn't have broken out of the seal. Moreover, you were sealed in different places, "Mo Tianyang said in shock.
"What? You seem to be very afraid of the Evil Dragon God. "Yan Long sneered.
"The Evil Dragon God!" Mo Ling 'er's expression changed drastically.
From Mo Tianyang's point of view, Yan Long's appearance meant that the Evil Dragon God had broken out of the seal and was probably hiding in the dark.
With Mo Tianyang's cultivation, it was impossible for him to detect the Evil Dragon God's existence.
"Since I've come out, do you think my master is still in the seal?" Yan Long asked with a cold smile. The noble and arrogant attitude of the Dragon Race was completely displayed.
As expected!
"The Evil Dragon God is indeed hiding nearby." Mo Tianyang frowned as he thought of retreating.
The Evil Dragon God was terrifying. Not only Mo Tianyang, but even the Devil Race's Devil Lord had to be wary.
Back then, when the Evil Dragon God had led many experts of the Dragon Clan to seize the position of Dragon Clan Patriarch, the Evil Dragon God had displayed extremely tyrannical battle prowess. The Dragon Clan Patriarch was unable to contend against it, and in the end, they had to join forces with the six great elders to seal the Evil Dragon God.
From this, it could be seen how terrifying the Evil Dragon God's strength was.
No matter how strong Mo Tianyang was, he was just a weakling in front of the Evil Dragon God.
"Mo Tianyang, you have possessed a girl's body. What kind of scheme are you planning?" Yan Long continued to ask, his voice turning slightly cold.
"What the demons want to do has nothing to do with you." Mo Linger shouted coldly. Her cold eyes glanced at Feng Wuchen. Mo Linger continued, "Feng Wuchen, you are lucky today. Next time, you will not be so lucky."
Feng Wuchen didn't even look at Mo Tianyang as he glared at Leng Hun with cold and murderous eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Leng Hun! Your life is mine for sure! No matter where you hide, I will find you! "
"Hmph! Other than that black flame, what other abilities do you have? "Leng Hun replied in a domineering manner, but his heart was filled with dread towards Wu Huo.
"If I don't destroy your Divine King's Divine Palace, I, Feng Wuchen, am not human!" Feng Wuchen said fiercely. He clenched his fists tightly and swore!
Feng Wuchen's killing intent was firm and wouldn't waver in the slightest.
"In your dreams!" Leng Hun's face was filled with disdain. He didn't take Feng Wuchen's threat to heart at all.
Mo Linger glanced coldly at Yan Long and Feng Wuchen. She snorted and left with Leng Hun and Kun Yun. Her figure turned into wisps of black gas and disappeared.
Feng Wuchen knew that Mo Tianyang's appearance had interrupted his chance to kill Leng Hun. Even if Yan Long was here, it would be difficult to stop them from escaping.
However, what Mo Tianyang didn't know was that the Evil Dragon God wasn't nearby and was no longer in this world. The Dragon Soul of the Evil Dragon God had already merged with Feng Wuchen.
Of course, Feng Wuchen wouldn't tell the truth.
"Is the Demon Monarch about to break out of the seal? It seems that the war is about to come. It's already unavoidable, "Yan Long said solemnly, frowning slightly.
Yan Long was very clear about the strength of the Demon Clan. During the war with the Demon Clan, the Dragon Clan and several other major forces had used all their strength to barely seal the Demon Monarch.
Yan Long shook his head and smiled evilly, "What are you worried about? What does it have to do with me?"
While speaking, Yan Long realized that Feng Wuchen didn't care about him at all and had already returned to the Dragon God Temple.
In this battle, the Dragon God Temple suffered heavy casualties. Feng Wuchen didn't have the mind to care about other things.
"Dragon God Temple." He lowered his head and glanced at the Dragon God Temple. He muttered and then flashed down.
On the square of the Dragon God Temple, there were more than two hundred corpses of soldiers. They had all sacrificed themselves bravely.
They had died to protect the Dragon God Temple.
The square of the Dragon God Temple was filled with sorrow and sadness. Looking at the cold corpses of the soldiers, their hearts were bleeding.
"The dead can't be brought back to life. Don't be too sad. If the master was here, they could still be saved. Unfortunately, I don't know where the master is sealed." Yan Long said faintly and finally shook his head.
"Brother Crimson Emperor and the others died so miserably! If it weren't for the warriors of the Heaven Realm from the Divine King Temple, they wouldn't have died! "
"Temple Master, can Brother Crimson Emperor and the others still be saved?"
"The Divine King Temple is bullying the weak! They've gone too far! "
The soldiers of the Dragon God Temple were extremely sad and indignant.
"They can still be saved!" Feng Wuchen said firmly.
"They can still be saved?" Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Yan Long was slightly stunned and looked at Feng Wuchen in astonishment.
"Temple Master, do you mean to bring the dead back to life?" Beidou Yan asked hurriedly. He couldn't help but think of the scene when Feng Wuchen brought him back to life.
"Yes!" Feng Wuchen nodded and said, "They've all cultivated the Exalted Physique, and their souls have become stronger along with it. So long as their souls are strong enough, I can save them. So, they still have hope!"
"Bring the dead back to life? How is that possible! "Han Kun, Tian Xianzi and the others were all dumbfounded.
There was a supernatural power that could bring the dead back to life in this world?
"This is a supernatural power that only Dendi's realm can do. This kid has stepped into Dendi's realm?" Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Yan Long had already guessed a thing or two.
The Evil Dragon God had also used Dendi's realm to bring people back to life!
"What is the relationship between this kid and Master? Mind Splitting Technique, Dendi's realm, and Master's cultivation technique, he has all of them. Could it be that he knows where Master is sealed? "Yan Long became more curious and more excited as he thought about it.
Feng Wuchen took out a Healing Elixir and swallowed it. Immediately, he activated his Soul Power and injected it into Crimson Emperor's body.
As his cultivation increased, Feng Wuchen became more proficient in controlling the ability to bring the dead back to life.
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