Chapter 1029

Domination.

In the huge area, beacon fires were everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers, like hell.

After the war, the hegemony was also unrecognizable.

Feng Wuchen, who was flying in the air, looked at the many cultivators who died tragically below, and couldn't help but feel a strong grief and anger in his heart.

Every time you pass through a force, you can see human cultivators who died tragically. The picture can be described as shocking and appalling.

"The forces of resistance have all been washed with blood. The ferocity of the demons is a hundred times more cruel than I was back then. At least I didn't take action against children and women back then." Mad Leopard frowned. Seeing these tragic situations, Mad Leopard was also full of anger. .

"call out!"

Sensing a faint breath, Feng Wuchen immediately ducked down and found that an old man had not yet completely died.

"Hold on!" Feng Wuchen immediately took out the medicinal pill and swallowed it.

Crazy Leopard, who was standing on the side, shook his head slightly. Crazy Leopard knew that the old man's injuries were too severe, his internal organs had been shattered, and he was powerless.

"Alliance... Alliance Lord...Always...I finally see you...We...we can't stop the devil... ." The old man tightly grasped Feng Wuchen's hand, feeling very guilty and remorseful, but before he could finish his words, the arm holding Feng Wuchen had already fallen.

The old man has lost his breath.

Feng Wuchen's eyes were wet, and his heart was very heavy.

An old man who had never met, persisted until now, just to report to Feng Wuchen.

At that moment, Feng Wuchen felt that his heart was pierced by a sharp blade, and it was extremely painful.

This feeling of heartache is completely different from other heartaches.

"If I could have come earlier, maybe you..." Feng Wuchen was so heartbroken that he felt breathless.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen yearns more than ever to obtain a powerful force, the kind of power that can defeat the devil.

However, this idea is obviously unrealistic, because it is simply impossible.

Looking at the dead cultivator, Feng Wuchen's heart was bleeding, and the heart-piercing pain made him unbearable.

The palace of this power has been razed to the ground, full of resentment and blood.

"Rest in peace, I, Feng Wuchen, promises you with a human head that I will definitely destroy the Demon Race and avenge your revenge!" Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth, holding back his tears.

"It's a tenacious human being, no, to be precise, strong." Mad Leopard looked at Feng Wuchen, and began to admire Feng Wuchen in his heart.

"Crazy Leopard, do you think we still have hope?" Feng Wuchen asked, holding back the grief and pain in his heart.

Mad Leopard looked at Feng Wuchen and did not speak, it could see that Feng Wuchen was very sad at the moment.

"The student at the school asked me just now, and I didn't even give him a positive answer. I don't know if even I feel hopeless." Feng Wuchen said solemnly.

"I don't know about others, but with your words, I think there is still hope. From the first time I saw you, I felt that you were different, but I couldn't tell what was different. It was an intuition." Panther replied.

"Intuitive?" Feng Wuchen's face revealed a hint of self-deprecation.

"Do you want to give up?" Mad Leopard asked.

"I don't know." Feng Wuchen shook his head, feeling very depressed.

The strength of the major forces in the mainland is vulnerable in front of the demons.

The dragon clan, the rakshasa clan, the phoenix demon clan, and the top powerhouses of the four transcendental forces of the Baili family were all seriously injured.

The Bayu and Beixuanyu were defeated, countless cultivators died tragically, the strong were injured and injured, and those who were caught were caught.

All of these are all destined to be destroyed on the mainland.

The surface of the entire continent is full of death, and there is no hope.

"You bear the fate of all human beings in the continent, they are all waiting for you to rescue them, waiting for you to defeat the devil, I know you are under a lot of pressure, but you must face this matter, if even you give up, The continent is really over." Mad Leopard enlightened.

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath and tried not to think too much.

"Now is not the time to give up, there are still many people waiting for me to rescue, let's go, go to Yuntian Palace, Chi Yuan and Sect Master Xingtian are still imprisoned." Feng Wuchen calmly said, forcibly pressing down the heavy burden in his heart .

"The people who sit in Yuntiangong are not weak, and they are at the peak of the ninth level of the gods." Mad Leopard said.

"Save people first and then kill." Feng Wuchen said coldly, the grief and anger in his eyes replaced by murderous aura.

"Whoa!"

Feng Wuchen and Kuang Leopard flew all the way to Yuntian Palace, and wherever they passed, whenever they encountered the forces captured by the Demon Race, they mercilessly destroyed them.

Yuntian Palace, one of the great forces in the hegemony domain, is second only to the Temple of the God King in strength, and it was a major force in the Temple of the God King at the time.

It has now been captured by the demons.

Both the Xianqi Pavilion and the senior officials of the Northern Xuanzong were detained in the Yuntian Palace.

"The genius in the eyes of the Lord." In the hall, a middle-aged man opened his eyes slightly, and the corner of his mouth evoked a sinister smile.

"Whoa!"

On the square of Yuntian Palace, Feng Wuchen and Kuang Leopard suddenly appeared, and the two people who came suddenly shocked the demon powerhouse.

The terrifying aura of Mad Leopard's third turn was like a majestic mountain, mercilessly pressing on the demons.

"Wind without dust!"

"Crazy Leopard! Crazy Leopard is here!"

"Magic Guardian! Crazy... crazy leopard!"

The demon clansmen shouted in panic.

"Magic Qi protector?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly. After fighting with the demons for so long, Feng Wuchen had never heard of this person.

"boom!"

The door of the Yuntian Palace hall exploded in vain, and the demon clansmen who rushed into the hall in panic were directly blasted out by the terrifying force, and more than a dozen demon clansmen died on the spot.

"Who dares to escape, die!" A majestic shout came from the hall, with a majestic and terrifying aura that had reached the pinnacle of the ninth level of the divine realm.

It has to be said that the strength of the Demon Race is really terrifying.

The Demon Race powerhouse and many other clansmen were so frightened that they lost their minds, their faces were pale, and their bodies were trembling.

Feng Wuchen frowned slightly and said, "Kill your own clan, you should be really ruthless."

A middle-aged man walked out of the main hall slowly, full of evil aura, and looked at Feng Wuchen with extremely uncomfortable eyes.

The Guardian of the Magic Seven smiled and said, "Welcome to the Great General of the Demon Race."

"There are quite a few guardians of the demons." Feng Wuchen said coldly, also looking at Mo Qi.

Hearing this, Mo Qi said: "I am just a guardian who leads the army of the demons, and my status is far inferior to that of the Gorefiends.

"The general came to dominate the territory, why?" Mo Qi asked with a wicked smile, completely unable to see that Mo Qi had the slightest fear.

Even in the face of the terrifying pressure of the mad leopard, Mo Qi was very calm and calm.

"It's nothing to worry about, let go of the people from Xianqi Pavilion and Beixuanzong, and I will call you the Great General of the Demon Race." Feng Wuchen said with a playful smile.

"The general is joking, the general wants me to release people, so I will release them." Mo Qi smiled evilly, as if he was obeying the order. (To be continued)