Boom! Boom! Boom!
Buzz! Buzz!
In the sky above the Divine King's palace, terrifying demonic and immortal arts collided, shaking the heavens and shaking the earth. Waves of terrifying energy rippled wildly.
The battle between Yan Long and Blood Demon had reached its climax. Both of them were giving it their all, and it was extremely intense.
The Soul Transformation Realm experts were also giving their all in the battle.
The terrifying collision of energy had caused the void within a hundred thousand feet to completely collapse. The entire Tyrant Territory had changed beyond recognition, as if it was the end of the world.
All the cultivators were in fear. Everyone was in danger.
"Gulp …"
The people of the Dragon God Alliance were trembling. Their faces were filled with fear, and they were as pale as paper. Their souls were shaken by the terrifying power.
"Blood Demon, you're finished!" Long Jiang shouted angrily. The Demon Elders and dozens of Soul Transformation Realm experts were all suppressed, and they all suffered varying degrees of injuries.
"Long Jian! Don't be so smug. After I kill Yan Long, you'll be next! "Blood Demon shouted fiercely. His eyes flickered with a ruthlessness that would stop at nothing to achieve his goal.
"Humph! You can't beat Yan Long! " Long Jian sneered disdainfully. As he spoke, his eyes flickered with fierceness, and he attacked Mo Zhong even more fiercely.
"Preposterous! Do you really think Old Man is easy to bully? "Mo Zhong roared ferociously. He suddenly clasped his hands together and roared," Heavenly Demon Art! "
"Elder Mo Zhong, this Protector really doesn't care about your little bit of strength!" Long Jian's fierce voice strangely came from behind Mo Zhong.
"Teleportation!" Mo Zhong's expression changed drastically.
"Did you just realize?" Long Jian said disdainfully. He immediately shouted, "Dragon God's Claw!"
Boom!
Pfft!
Long Jian's claw blasted out, causing Mo Zhong to spit out blood. His body turned into a black line and shot out.
Long Jian's claw had severely injured Mo Zhong.
Once the experts on both sides lost their balance, it would lead to a devastating blow.
With Mo Zhong heavily injured, the Demon Race was clearly out of balance. The experts of the Demon Race began to panic.
Long Jian had defeated Mo Zhong and was free. With Long Jian's terrifying strength, dealing with the others was a piece of cake.
"Blood Demon! Your time has come. "Seeing Mo Zhong heavily injured, Yan Long couldn't help but strike.
Blood Devil didn't say anything, but his face became gloomier.
"Protector Long Jian, leave this old thing to me. You deal with the others and finish them quickly," Feng Wuchen said with a cold smile. His body had already rushed towards the seriously injured Elder Mo Zhong.
Long Jian sneered, "I'll go deal with that old bastard Mo Feng!"
Mo Zhong's face was pale as he ferociously glared at Feng Wuchen.
"Stinking brat! You're courting death! "Mo Zhong said angrily, his old eyes flashing coldly.
"Elder Mo Zhong, capture Feng Wuchen alive! Use him as a hostage! "Blood Devil's angry roar could be heard.
Mo Zhong endured his injuries and forcefully circulated his Soul Strength, intending to severely injure Feng Wuchen's Soul Body and capture him.
"Hmph! Mo Zhong, you seem to have forgotten that I'm an alchemist, "sneered Feng Wuchen. His overbearing Spiritual Strength crazily surged out.
"An eighth-grade alchemist!" Mo Zhong's expression changed drastically.
Boom!
"Pu!"
The two terrifying Soul Strengths collided, and Mo Zhong spat out another mouthful of blood. He was no match for Feng Wuchen's overbearing Soul Strength.
"How is this possible …" Mo Zhong was extremely shocked. He couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen's Soul Strength was so overbearing.
"Mo Zhong!" Blood Devil's expression changed drastically.
"Grand Elder!" Mo Feng and the other Demon Clan experts all panicked.
None of them had expected Feng Wuchen to have Soul Strength that was even more terrifying than Mo Zhong's!
"Hmph! Old thing, it's time for you to die, "said Feng Wuchen viciously. His pitch-black eyes flashed with killing intent.
"Palace Master! Kill him! "
"Alliance Master! Do it! "
The Dragon God Alliance's members all roared as they looked at Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen was currently gathering a terrifying amount of energy. Mo Zhong was heavily injured and unable to resist. No one could save him.
"Old thing! Go on your way! "Feng Wuchen sneered and punched out mercilessly.
"Heavenly Demon Barrier!"
However, just as Feng Wuchen was about to attack, a thunderous roar rang out.
Boom!
Buzz! Buzz!
An earth-shattering collision sound rang out. The entire space shook violently as an extremely terrifying energy swept out from the point of impact.
"Heavenly Demon Barrier?" Feng Wuchen's expression changed as he looked up into the sky.
"Heavenly Demon Barrier? This is the Demon Lord's power! "Yan Long, Long Jian, and the rest were all shocked.
"It's here! It's finally here! "Blood Devil was overjoyed. Mo Feng and the others all heaved a sigh of relief.
"Everyone, be careful! The Dragon Clan Barrier can't hold on much longer! "Yan Long shouted as he looked at the point of impact with a serious expression.
Blood Devil smiled smugly. "Long Tianzhan's barrier is only so-so!"
"Are the Demon Clan experts here?" Ye Tianwei said in shock. The Dragon God Alliance's members all started to worry.
The Dragon Clan Barrier was set up by Long Tianzhan. Now that someone could break it, it was clear how terrifying this person was.
Boom! Boom!
"Buzz buzz!"
Kacha!
The ferocious collisions continued as everyone's body shook violently with the space. After a while, everyone could clearly hear the sound of the barrier breaking.
In the Dragon Clan Space, Long Tianzhan opened his eyes as the barrier broke. He frowned and said, "Heavenly Demon Barrier! The Demon Lord's power. "
"The Demon Lord's seal is getting weaker!" Long Xuan, one of the Taiji Elders, said solemnly.
"Drag it on for as long as we can. Continue to strengthen the seal," Long Tianzhan said.
The Dragon Clan Barrier that sealed the entire Tyrant Territory was broken. In the next moment, everyone could clearly feel a few terrifying auras.
Other than that, there were also many weak auras.
"Mo Tianying!" Yan Long frowned as he stared coldly into the distance.
"The auras of Long Can and the rest! There's also Qingyang's aura. Something really happened! "Feng Wuchen frowned as he grabbed the air and trapped Mo Zhong.
"Master, it seems like they have failed!" Yan Long's voice sounded.
"It's okay! This person can use the Heavenly Demon Barrier. He should have an unusual relationship with the Demon Lord, "Feng Wuchen said solemnly.
"Master, the mission has failed. He is the son of the Demon Lord, Mo Tian! We have been trapped in the Demon Clan Palace. Moreover, the Demon Clan has colluded with the Demon Clan! "At this moment, Long Can's voice sounded.
"Demon Clan!" Feng Wuchen's face turned gloomy.
"Brother Feng, he is the son of the Demon Lord, Mo Tian. This person's talent is above the Yin-Yang Heaven Soul. He is very strong," Long Jian said solemnly.
"The son of the Demon Lord?" After hearing Long Jian's words, the expressions of the experts from the Dragon God Alliance changed.
"The son of the Demon Lord is here?" Leng Yunkong and the rest were shocked as their expressions stiffened.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In a short while, strong sounds of breaking through the air could be heard.
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