Chapter 1074

"Feng Wuchen! He is the Demon Lord Moruo I said!"

With the appearance of the old man, Mo Tian roared in vain.

"This person's strength is so terrifying, and his breath has already approached the devil." Yan Longshen frowned, never seeing this person before.

Feng Wuchen looked at the old man and sneered slightly: "You are Venerable Moruo, and your strength is not much weaker than that of Demon Lord."

"Feng Wuchen, you are very smart, and you know how to force me out." Moruo smiled slightly, stroking his beard, and looked very calm.

Even if his cultivation was not as good as Feng Wuchen, Moruo was not afraid at all, not even panicked.

"Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, do you think I will believe you or Demon Heaven?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer, his dark eyes flickering with murderous aura.

Feng Wuchen said fiercely: "I don't care about the people from the Yin-Yang family, but if the elves are destroyed by your hands, you have to use your blood to pay homage!"

"Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, I really misunderstood you, I thought you were different from other Yin-Yang family members, but I didn't expect you to be more ruthless than them, even your own family members, and your parents, you are simply a beast! "Ling Xiaoxiao scolded angrily.

"Xiaoxiao, it's not what you think." Yin Yang Tianhun explained quickly, but Ling Xiaoxiao didn't give him a chance to explain.

"You don't need to say anymore! I won't believe you." Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly.

"There are countless beauties in the world, why do you have to fall in love with this Rakshasa saint?" Moruo said with a smile.

Yin Yang Tianhun's face is extremely ugly, his fists are clenched tightly, and he looks extremely unwilling.

Now that things have come to light, Yin Yang Tianhun has lost Ling Xiaoxiao's trust in him, and it can no longer be recovered.

"Feng Wuchen! I absolutely can't spare you!" Yin Yang Tianhun said angrily, and his determination to kill Feng Wuchen became stronger and stronger.

But unfortunately, Yin Yang Tianhun is no match for Feng Wuchen at all.

"The entire elf clan is destroyed! Did you do it? Answer me!" Feng Wuchen shouted coldly, and his murderous aura surged out.

"What if it is? What if it is not?" Moruo smiled slightly, looking at Feng Wuchen fearlessly.

"If you do, you have to die!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, a terrifying force was urged, and he burst out without hesitation, with a mighty aura.

"Go!" Moruo shouted suddenly, and with a wave of his hand, the shadows of Yin Yang Tianhun and Mo Tian turned into a black room and disappeared.

"Humph!" Yan Long snorted coldly and immediately chased after him.

"Can you escape?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, the power of time urged, and the figure appeared in front of Moruo in an instant, and the terrifying power of time trapped him.

"break!"

Moro was already prepared, and at the moment when he was trapped by the power of time, he roared in vain, and a terrifying power broke out to forcibly break the power of time.

"Feng Wuchen, the old man has also obtained the power of the true god realm. It is not so easy to trap the old man!" Moruo shouted, the monstrous teacher surging frantically, and the devastating air wave swept like a storm.

"Sure enough, there is some ability." Feng Wuchen sneered, but he did not take Moruo in the slightest.

"Feng Wuchen, this venerable is not your opponent for the time being. When the old man has completely refined the blood of the Emperor Donghuang and stepped into the realm of true gods, I will attack you today, and this venerable will not spare you!" Moruo shouted angrily.

"Do you think I will give you a chance to break through to the True God Realm?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, if there is any danger, it must be resolved immediately.

"You still can't stop this Venerable!" Moruo said to himself, arrogant air permeated.

"Devil's blood escape!" Moruo clasped his hands together, and immediately shouted loudly, his figure immediately turned into a wisp of blood and dissipated, and he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Space transfer!" Feng Wuchen urged the dragon soul immediately, trying to stop Moruo from escaping.

"Huh? Disappeared." Feng Wuchen was slightly surprised that Moruo could no longer be seen.

"call out!"

At this time, Yan Long came back and said respectfully, "Master, the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul and the Demon Heaven have disappeared, and I cannot sense their breath."

"They should have hid in another space." Feng Wuchen frowned.

Yan Long said solemnly: "Master, this Moruo is not simple. His cultivation base is close to that of the Demon Lord, and the blood of the Eastern Emperor is in his hands. I am afraid that he will soon be able to break through to the realm of true gods."

"Moruo is indeed not simple. He also has the blood power of the Demon Race, which means that Moruo has a kinship with the Demon Lord. The Long Patriarch and the others may know the person Moruo." Feng Wuchen nodded slightly.

"Brother Feng, let's go to the Dragon Clan now." Ling Xiaoxiao said quickly.

"Yanlong, order Longcan and the others to search for Moruo's whereabouts with all their strength. We must find him before he breaks through the realm of true gods. The existence of this person is even more terrifying than the threat of the devil." Feng Wuchen said solemnly.

"Yes!" Yan Long respectfully accepted the order, and immediately disappeared.

Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao then went to the Dragon Clan.

......

Somewhere in a mysterious space.

Moruo appeared, and a sneer appeared on his old face.

"Feng Wuchen, this Venerable is not as stupid as the Demon Lord." Moruo sneered, the reason why he was so calm in front of Feng Wuchen was also because of the blood of the devil.

Such a powerful movement, Feng Wuchen could not stop it.

"The devil is too conceited. If he killed you all at the beginning, he would not have ended up like this. He was too indulgent and killed himself." Moruo sneered.

"It seems that you have no confidence in dealing with Feng Wuchen." Yin Yang Tianhunsen said coldly.

"Feng Wuchen's cultivation base is already close to the true god realm, and it is considered a semi-true god realm. With the current strength of the old man, he is indeed not his opponent." Moruo also has self-knowledge.

After a pause, Moruo continued: "But we have the blood of the Emperor Donghuang. It is not difficult for this old man to break through the realm of the true spirit. Will it be easy to deal with Feng Wuchen?"

"Humph! You don't seem to be conceited when you say it? My father never underestimated Feng Wuchen, but he attached great importance to it, but you are underestimating Feng Wuchen. My father has the new power bred by the ancient power that can't resist Feng Wuchen. , not to mention your strength." Mo Tiansen said coldly, with disdain in his eyes.

"No matter how strong Feng Wuchen's power is, can he defeat the realm of true gods?" Moruo said disdainfully.

"Feng Wuchen's talent is much stronger than yours, Venerable Moruo, I heard that Feng Wuchen also possesses divine power, and has absorbed ancient power, do you think he can't break through the real god realm?" Mo Tian sneered, even more disdain.

Moruo's old face became extremely gloomy, staring at Motian with fierce eyes, wishing to slap Death Motian with his palm.

"Don't look at me like this, you won't kill me, only I know the law of the curse of the soul. If you want to have an immortal body, you have to rely on me." Mo Tian said coldly and proudly, not afraid at all.

Hearing this, the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul laughed fiercely, and walked towards the Demon Heaven step by step, saying, "You are right, we still have to rely on you, and now is the time."

"You... what do you want to do?" Seeing the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul approaching step by step, Mo Tian was startled and asked in horror. (To be continued)