Chapter 898
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Yun Youzi's figure also appeared in the Sacred Soul Academy.
Yun Youzi's injuries hadn't healed yet, but he had no other choice.
"Dean, the three of them have reached the peak of the ninth tier of the Divine Realm. What should we do now?"
The terrified Death 9-layer asked worriedly. Facing such a terrifying existence, he felt helpless.
Yun Youzi didn't answer because he didn't know what to do either.
"Three first transition experts. Is the strength of the Demon Race so terrifying?" Liu Qingyang's body trembled. He was extremely afraid.
"Wild Leopard and Flame Dragon can't defeat them even if they work together, right?" Yi Tianqing said in horror. His face was as pale as paper.
"This space has been sealed by them. I can't summon the Overlords of the Demon Race," Ling Xiaoxiao said solemnly. She was extremely worried.
Mo Zhong's dozens of Soul Formation Realm experts weren't scary, but the three Demon Race souls were different.
Just as Yi Tianqing said, even if the Dark Demonic Leopard and Flame Dragon had reached the First Transition Realm, they still couldn't defeat three First Transition Overlords.
Everyone was terrified, but Feng Wuchen's expression didn't change.
"I didn't expect you to reach Dendi's level at such a young age. It's really rare."
"Pill Formation with a Thought is really amazing. Old Man has finally learned something new."
"Even the Evil Dragon God wasn't as talented as you. If possible, Old Man would like you to join the Demon Race."
The three elders spoke one after another. They had high praises for Feng Wuchen. They were also sizing up Feng Wuchen.
The three Demon Race souls didn't change their expressions at all. It was as if they wouldn't change their expression even if a mountain collapsed in front of them.
But when the three of them appeared, Mo Zhong and the others' expressions became slightly respectful. None of them dared to interrupt.
Mo Zhong was fearless because of the three Demon Race souls.
The three Demon Race souls were like the six Taiji Elders of the Dragon Race.
"Don't flatter me," Feng Wuchen said indifferently.
Feng Wuchen stood proudly in the sky. As the leader of the Dragon God Alliance, he couldn't back down.
"Temple Master! Not good! Something had happened to the Dragon God Temple! The God King Temple suddenly attacked us! "Right at this time, a Dragon God Temple expert rushed out from the Holy Soul Institute's transmission array to report.
"What?" The moment he heard that, Feng Wuchen's face changed drastically. He immediately sank and gritted his teeth, "Leng Yunkong, I haven't even gone to your Godking's Sacred Hall to settle accounts, yet you're playing dirty with me!"
"The Shen King's Shrine is attacking our Dragon God Shrine?" The expressions of everyone in the Dragon God Alliance changed drastically.
That person replied in a panic, "It's absolutely true, Temple Master. If you don't hurry back, the Dragon God Temple will be finished!"
"Despicable and shameless!" Liu Qingyang cursed angrily. His face became ferocious, and his anger was monstrous.
"Alliance Master! I'll bring them back now! "Zhang Tianyun took the initiative and immediately led the Zhang Family's experts into the teleportation array.
"Head Elder, you all go and help as well!" Chi Yuan shouted coldly, his expression extremely ugly.
"Qingyang! Go back immediately! If necessary, summon the Three-Eyed Witch Ape to destroy them! "Feng Wuchen transmitted his voice angrily.
Liu Qingyang rushed toward the teleportation array without hesitation.
Dozens of experts rushed back to help, and no one from the Demon Race stopped them.
"Master, should we let them attack?" Yan Long's voice came.
"Not for now. The Three-Eyed Witch Ape is enough! The three Demon Race souls should have sensed your existence. Don't expose your identity first. "Feng Wuchen transmitted his voice.
"If I don't attack, how will Master deal with them?" Yan Long transmitted his voice.
"I have my ways." Feng Wuchen transmitted his voice.
His cold and fierce gaze swept toward the three Demon Race souls again. Feng Wuchen said coldly, "If you want to fight, then come. Don't waste my time!"
As he spoke, the Ninefold Cosmos Pagoda had already appeared in Feng Wuchen's palm, looking like it could summon the Dark Demonic Leopard at any time.
Yun Youzi, Xing Tian, Chi Yuan, and the other top experts were all prepared to fight to the death.
Facing the terrifying Demon Race, they had no choice but to fight to the death.
"Yan Long, show yourself." One of the three Demon Race souls said indifferently. Clearly, he had already sensed Yan Long's existence.
"Yan Long?" Mo Zhong and the others' expressions changed greatly.
"Yan Long?" Yun Youzi and Xing Tian were also stunned. It seemed that they did not know who this person was.
"It's an expert from the Dragon Race!" Chi Yuan said. Yun Youzi and the others had just joined the Dragon God Alliance and did not know of Yan Long's existence.
"Dragon Race?" Yun Youzi's old face was filled with shock and even a trace of excitement.
"This is bad! They sensed Senior Yan Long's existence. "Ye Tianwei frowned deeply.
"Yan Hun and Senior Yan Huo haven't recovered their soul bodies yet. What should we do?" Beidou Yan's face was filled with worry and anxiety.
High up in the sky, Yan Long's figure appeared out of thin air. His expression was calm, and he was not surprised at being sensed by the three Demon Race souls.
"Yan Long, what do you mean by this?" One of the three Demon Race souls frowned and asked with an ugly expression.
Yan Long was actually standing behind Feng Wuchen.
Wasn't this telling the Demon Race that Yan Long was on Feng Wuchen's side?
Yan Long slowly took a few steps forward and smiled slightly. "I don't mean anything else. I'm just bored and came to watch. I won't interfere in your matters."
Yan Long's words caused everyone's expression to change greatly.
Yan Long was just here to watch the show?
"What's going on?" Yun Youzi asked while watching the show.
"This …" Chi Yuan and Zhang Wuhun were confused. They did not know what was going on.
"Doesn't Yan Long know the Hall Master? He even helped him last time. Why this time … "Zhang Wufeng's face was filled with confusion.
Since Yan Long did not interfere, the Dragon God Alliance and all the cultivators present instantly panicked.
"Attack! Kill anyone who disobeys! "One of the three Demon Race souls shouted coldly.
"Kill!" Tens of thousands of Demon Race experts roared, and terrifying evil energy erupted. Their killing intent soared, and their auras were monstrous.
"Take down Feng Wuchen!" Mo Chong shouted.
"Dragon God Alliance, listen up. Don't let the Demon Race look down on us. Kill!" Feng Wuchen shouted, and the domineering aura of a king erupted.
Yun Youzi, Chi Yuan, and the other Soul Transformation experts attacked.
A great battle was about to break out!
Feng Wuchen grabbed at the air, and the Dragon God Sword appeared out of thin air. Feng Wuchen's aura soared again.
"Dark Demonic Leopard! Come out! "Feng Wuchen shouted.
"Roar!"
An earth-shattering and powerful roar rang out, and a huge black shadow burst out from the Ninefold Cosmos Pagoda.
The sudden roar of the beast scared the Sacred Soul Academy's students and many alchemists out of their wits.
Terrifying ancient energy swept out wildly, and the surging aura was breathtaking.
"Dark Demonic Leopard! Evolve! "The Dark Demonic Leopard roared.
"Head of the ancient beasts, Mad Leopard!"
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