Chapter 706

An extremely terrifying aura swept out from Mo Ling'er's body, which was earth-shattering and suffocating.

"This breath has reached the eighth level of the God Transformation Realm! It's even more terrifying than my father!"

Feeling this extremely terrifying aura, Lenghun's heart trembled, and he was so frightened that his body couldn't help shaking.

"God Transformation Realm...Eight...Eighth!" Kun Yun was also full of fear, swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. Such a terrifying coercion made him feel like he was being torn apart. Pain.

"Brother Feng, be careful!" Ling Xiaoxiao shouted in panic.

Such a terrifying powerhouse, I'm afraid Ling Xiaoxiao's enchantment can't stop his power.

This mysterious old man, whose strength is higher than the previous two, is definitely a high-level Demon Race, I am afraid that he is an elder.

The incomparably terrifying aura locks on Feng Wuchen, that kind of destructive power, once the old man takes action, Feng Wuchen will surely die.

Mo Linger waved his hand, and an invisible and extremely terrifying force instantly blocked Feng Wuchen, making Feng Wuchen unable to move.

"Hall Master!"

"Brother Feng!"

"Brother Feng!"

Everyone in the Dragon Temple was shocked and anxious, and they all wanted to rush up.

"Don't go to die!" Tian Xianzi immediately stopped him.

With their strength, not only could they not save Feng Wuchen, but they would die.

"Xiaoxiao, the energy set up by Kunyun has been broken, quickly summon Senior Aoyuan, or Brother Feng will die!" Liu Qingyang looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and said anxiously.

Hearing this, Ling Xiaoxiao forcibly activated the power of the bloodline, but at this moment, because of the severe injury, the power of the bloodline has not been recovered, so he couldn't summon it at all.

For a time, the Dragon Temple was completely desperate.

Ling Xiaoxiao was unable to summon a strong man, Zhang Family and Xianqi Pavilion were severely damaged and could not support him at all, and now there is a demon terrifying strong man.

Mo Linger waved again, and Feng Wuchen, who was trapped, flew over immediately.

"Little devil, this seat will give you another chance, you are..." Mo Linger spoke again, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Kill me if you have one!"

"Seek death!" Lenghun secretly gloated in his heart.

Feng Wuchen's black fire is really terrifying, and Lenghun is extremely fearful. Now that he can kill Feng Wuchen with the help of the powerful demons, he is also very happy.

"It's too much!" Mo Ling'er said coldly, the strength of her wrist suddenly increased, and she wanted to squeeze Feng Wuchen to death on the spot.

Just when Mo Linger was about to kill her, her eyebrows suddenly wrinkled slightly, her eyes glanced at the void on the left, as if she had noticed something.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up? What is sneaky?" The old man spit out a cold voice from Mo Linger's mouth.

"Cough cough!"

In the void, a light cough suddenly came, and then a middle-aged man in a white robe appeared silently above the Dragon Temple.

The person who came was a stranger, and everyone in the Dragon Temple had never seen it before, but it was certain that this person's cultivation was very terrifying.

The old man who possessed the body and Mo Linger's body was almost unaware of this person's existence, which shows how powerful the person who came here is.

Kun Yun and Leng Hun had obviously never seen this person before, and their eyes were full of fear and doubts.

"It's him?" Feng Wuchen, who was trapped by the terrifying force, looked extremely surprised, obviously recognizing this person.

"Am I sneaking around?" The visitor muttered with a puzzled expression, then looked at Mo Linger and said, "Hey, old man, how did you talk? It's better than hiding in a female doll, right? Shameless!"

"How unreasonable! How dare you insult this seat!" The moment he heard the words, the demon powerhouse was furious.

"What? Did I say it wrong? When did Lao Tzu insult you? Well, you old man, do you still want to fight with Lao Tzu?"

You must know that the demon powerhouse possessed by Mo Linger is at the eighth level of the God Transformation Realm!

Looking at the middle-aged man who was not afraid at all, everyone in the Dragon Temple, Lenghun and Kunyun were stunned.

Is the middle-aged man dying, or does he have the strength not to lose to the demons? How dare you be so arrogant.

"You are courting death!" Mo Ling'er shouted angrily, and the terrifying power of the eighth level of the God Transformation Realm exploded instantly, and it was slammed out with a palm in the air.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

Tens of thousands of feet of huge black palm prints burst out of the air, and charged towards the middle-aged man with a terrifying power that shook the entire Promise Domain, and the void collapsed in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying energy swept the entire Promise Domain, and the forces of all sizes and countless cultivators were terrified.

Zhang Family and Xianqi Pavilion were both disturbed, but the high-level vitality was seriously injured and they were retreating to heal their injuries. Other strong people did not dare to make decisions without authorization.

"hiss......"

With a wave of his hand, there was such a terrifying palm print of energy, and everyone in the Dragon Temple was so frightened that they gasped, their hearts trembled, and they felt unsteady.

"call out!"

At the moment when the Demon Race powerhouse took action, the middle-aged man's voice disappeared in an instant, extremely strange, making it impossible to catch him.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The terrifying palm print slammed into the void in the distance, and the deafening explosion resounded through the Promise Territory. The extremely destructive energy ripples rolled wildly, covering tens of thousands of meters of void, and the mountains and rivers within tens of thousands of meters in radius collapsed and tore, destructive power. very horrible.

With such destructive energy, I don't know how many powerhouses in the God Transformation Realm can be killed in seconds.

But unfortunately, such a terrifying palm print failed to hit the middle-aged man.

That is, at that moment, the face of the demon strong man changed greatly, and he found that Feng Wuchen was no longer under his control.

Feng Wuchen disappeared in that instant!

"Space shuttle! Are you from the Dragon Clan?" Mo Linger looked at the middle-aged man not far away in astonishment, and at that moment, he guessed the man's identity.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What? You old man don't recognize me?"

"Who the hell are you?" Mo Linger scolded and asked, the old man really couldn't recall it in his mind, and he looked very strange when he looked at the man in front of him.

This person is none other than the old man Feng Wuchen rescued in the Xuanhuo Cave before, Yanlong, a subordinate of the Evil Dragon God!

Yan Long had already changed into clean clothes and tied up his long hair. He was a few decades younger and looked like a middle-aged man.

"Of course it's the Dragon Clan, didn't you say it just now?" Yan Long shrugged, looking extremely flat and arrogant.

Mo Linger's face was extremely gloomy, and she stared at Yan Long fiercely.

The demon powerhouse has been provoked!

"I really didn't expect you to come." Feng Wuchen looked at Yan Long, his bloody eyes gradually recovered.

"How can I let you die before I figure it out?" Yan Long said with a slight smile, "Besides, if you rescue me, I will rescue you once, and we are even."

"Wait! Are you Yanlong?" While the two were talking, the old man's extremely surprised voice suddenly came. (To be continued)