"Mo Tianming, long time no see."
The newcomer smiled at Mo Tianming. To be able to stop Mo Tianming, this person must be very powerful.
"It's Uncle Long Jian!" Ling Xiaoxiao was overjoyed.
"Dragon Clan elite! Palace Master! Dragon Clan elite is here! Dragon Clan Protector! "Ye Tianwei and the rest were extremely excited.
"Are they from the Dragon Clan?" Yun Youzi, Xing Tian, and the rest were shocked. It was their first time seeing the Dragon Clan.
"They're finally here!" Feng Wuchen finally let out a sigh of relief.
From the looks of it, Feng Wuchen had already discussed with Long Jian. As for why they only appeared now, it was probably because Blood Demon's barrier had stopped them.
The Dark Demonic Leopard also let out a sigh of relief. If Mo Tianming really stopped it, it would definitely be captured alive. However, no one could stop Mo Tianming.
"Wild Leopard, quickly swallow this pill! Recover some of your strength. "Feng Wuchen took out a pill and threw it out.
Even if it was an eighth-grade pill and didn't have much effect on Wild Leopard, it could at least recover some strength.
"Long Jian and the rest can actually enter Blood Demon's barrier. What's going on?" Mo Zhong frowned deeply.
Third Elder Mo Qianhua's face was filled with panic. "Could it be that Long Tianzhan is here too?"
The newcomer was Dragon Clan Protector Long Jian.
Before coming, he was blocked by Blood Demon's barrier and spent a lot of time to successfully enter.
"Not simple at all. You can actually enter my barrier. Long Jian, Long Jian, you're here to die. Hmph!" Blood Demon sneered mockingly.
Long Jian had a calm smile on his face, without any fear.
Long Jian's cultivation was only at the ninth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm, but he could fight against Mo Tianming. It was obvious how powerful he was.
"Long Jian, are you here to die?" Mo Tianwang asked coldly. His face was extremely gloomy.
"Not necessarily. Mo Tianming and Mo Yun have already been severely injured by Wild Leopard. I'm afraid you can't kill me alone!" Long Jian smiled without any fear. Instead, he was very powerful.
As he spoke, Long Jian's aura began to rise.
"This is … Long Tianzhan's power!" Mo Tianwang's expression changed.
Mo Tianying said gloomily, "Long Jian actually brought along Long Tianzhan's forces."
"How did the Dragon Race know that the Demon Race is attacking the Saint Soul Academy? What was going on? Did Yan Long betray us? "Mo Yun gritted his teeth and said angrily. His fierce gaze swept towards Yan Long.
"It has nothing to do with me. Don't look at me!" said Yan Long expressionlessly, looking at Long Jian.
Long Jian's aura instantly rose from the ninth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm to the first transition.
"The Blood Demon used the power of the Demonic Monarch to set up the enchantment. I can also use the power of the Clan Leader!" Guardian Long Jian sneered. The pride and nobility of the Dragon Clan was evident on Long Jian.
"So what? In the end, you are only in the ninth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm! "Mo Tianyan said malevolently as his eyes flickered with intense killing intent.
Long Jian smiled coldly and said, "Since you're so confident, feel free to give it a try!"
"Swish! Swish!"
Not long after, more than a dozen figures flashed over out of thin air. More than a dozen of them were Dragon Clan experts in the Divine Transformation Realm.
The appearance of Long Jian and more than a dozen Dragon Clan experts in the Divine Transformation Realm couldn't help but worry the Demon Race army.
"You all immediately support the Dragon God Alliance and destroy the Demon Race!" Long Jian ordered.
"Yes! Guardian! "The dozen Divine Transformation Realm experts spread out at once, erupting with terrifying power.
With the Dragon Clan experts joining the battle, defeating the Demon Race army was absolutely not a problem.
"Feng Wuchen, think of a way to get rid of the other two Three Souls. I will deal with this old thing!" Long Jian shouted. An incomparably majestic aura erupted as he fully activated the power of the Dragon Clan's bloodline.
Long Jian took the lead in launching a fierce attack, doing his best to delay Mo Tianyan to give Feng Wuchen a chance.
Both Mo Tianyan and Mo Yun had been seriously injured by Wild Leopard. This was undoubtedly the best opportunity to kill them.
If he missed this opportunity, he probably wouldn't have a second chance in his life.
Feng Wuchen immediately disappeared, no longer entangling with his opponents.
"Quickly stop Feng Wuchen!" Mo Yun roared anxiously.
Feng Wuchen's strength was not weak, and he also possessed ancient power. Mo Yun and Mo Tianyan did not dare to say that they could resist Feng Wuchen.
The Demon Race Divine Transformation Realm expert fighting with Feng Wuchen used all his strength to flash away.
But unfortunately, his speed was far inferior to Feng Wuchen's.
The other Demon Race Divine Transformation Realm experts already had no chance to support at this moment. The Dragon Clan experts intercepted them with all their strength.
"No one can save you!"
Feng Wuchen's figure arrived in an instant, staring at Mo Yun and Mo Tianyan with a fierce gaze. The Dragon God Sword in his hand swept out without hesitation.
"Bastard!" Mo Yun's fury surged to the sky, and his heart was incomparably frantic.
"Heavenly Fiend Seal!" Mo Tianyan gnashed his teeth and forcefully urged his power to condense an energy seal to block Feng Wuchen.
As one of the Demon Race's Three Souls, his status was transcendent, and his strength was terrifying. But now, he was taken advantage of by a junior. This was simply a great humiliation.
Boom!
Pfft! Pfft!
Feng Wuchen slashed down with his sword with all his strength. With a boom, the domineering sword-light power shattered the Heavenly Fiend Seal, shaking Mo Yun and Mo Tianyan until they vomited blood and flew out.
Feng Wuchen's sword caused their injuries to worsen.
"Blood Demon! Why aren't you making a move?! Do you want to see us die? "Mo Tianyan roared with extreme fury.
"Blood Demon!" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, but he did not think too much about it. With the Dragon God Sword in his hand, he flashed over, his killing intent becoming even more terrifying.
"What is Blood Demon trying to do?" Yan Long frowned deeply, unable to figure it out.
Mo Tianyan's roar was like a heavy bomb that exploded in the ears of the Dragon God Alliance.
Was there an expert more terrifying than the Demon Race's Three Souls that had not made a move?
"Preposterous! Stinking brat, don't be so rampant! "Mo Tianyan rebuked Feng Wuchen angrily.
"Hmph! Looks like Blood Demon doesn't want to save you! Or maybe he's afraid of something. The Demon Race's Three Souls were killed by me, Feng Wuchen. I wonder if my name will be recorded in history. "Feng Wuchen sneered mockingly, and the Dragon God Sword once again swept out mercilessly.
"It's coming!" Yan Long's face suddenly changed.
"Not good!" Feng Wuchen, who was in attack mode, suddenly had a huge change in expression, as if he had sensed something.
"Blood Demon!" In the midst of the fierce battle, Long Jian frowned deeply as he sensed Blood Demon's aura immediately.
In the sky above the Mad Leopard, a figure silently appeared, but an extremely overflowing aura instantly spread out a hundred thousand meters away.
"Roar!" The Dark Demonic Leopard roared, its scarlet eyes staring at Blood Demon.
"Dark Demonic Leopard, this is the first time we meet. Let me introduce myself first. I am the Demon Race's Great Guardian, Blood Demon." Blood Demon smiled evilly as an extremely terrifying power condensed in his palm.
"Mad Leopard! Be careful! "Feng Wuchen turned pale with fright, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Using Instant Transmission, Feng Wuchen wanted to support the Dark Demonic Leopard.
"Scram!"
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