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

"This aura has reached the eightfold level of the God Transformation Realm!

Feeling this extremely terrifying aura, the cold soul's heart shook dramatically, and he was so frightened that his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Transformation Realm...... Eight...... Yae!" Kun Yun was also full of fear, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, such a terrifying coercion shook him to a sharp pain of being torn apart.

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

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

This mysterious old man, whose strength is above the previous two, must be the high-level of the demon race, but he is afraid that he is an elder.

The terrifying aura locks on Feng Wuchen, the power of destruction, once the old man makes a move, Feng Wuchen will definitely die.

Mo Ling'er beckoned, and an invisible and extremely terrifying force instantly blocked Feng Wuchen, making Feng Wuchen unable to move.

"Hall Master!"

"Brother Feng!"

"Brother Wind!"

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

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

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

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

Hearing this, Ling Xiaoxiao forcibly urged the power of the bloodline, but at this moment, because the injury was too serious, the power of the bloodline had not yet recovered, and it could not be summoned at all.

For a moment, the Dragon Temple was completely desperate.

Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't summon the strong, the Zhang family and the Immortal Weapon Pavilion were seriously injured, and they were powerless to support at all, and now there was a terrifying powerhouse of the demon clan.

Mo Ling'er beckoned again, and the trapped Feng Wuchen immediately flew over.

"Little ghost, this seat will give you another chance, are you ......" Mo Ling'er spoke again, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Wuchen.

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

"Kill yourself!" the cold soul secretly gloated in his heart.

The wind and dust are really terrifying, and the cold soul is extremely jealous, and now he can kill Feng Wuchen with the help of the hands of the demon powerhouse, and he is also happy.

"I can't help myself!" Mo Ling'er said coldly, the strength of his wrist suddenly increased, and he wanted to pinch Feng Wuchen on the spot.

Just when Mo Ling'er was about to kill him, his willow eyebrows suddenly wrinkled slightly, and his eyes swept the void on the left, as if he had sensed something.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up? What is sneaky?" the old man's cold shout came out of Mo Linger's mouth.

"Ahem!"

In the void, there was a sudden sound of coughing, and then a white-robed middle-aged man appeared silently above the Dragon God Temple.

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

The old man who was possessed and in Mo Ling'er's body almost didn't notice the existence of this person, which shows how powerful the person is in cultivation.

Kun Yun and Leng Soul had obviously never seen this person, and their eyes were full of jealousy and doubt.

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

"Am I sneaky?" the person muttered with a puzzled face, and then looked at Mo Ling'er and said, "Hey, old thing, how do you talk? It's better than you hiding in a female doll, isn't it?"

"How can this be reasonable! You dare to insult this seat!" The moment he heard this, the demon powerhouse was furious.

"What? Did I say it wrong? When did Lao Tzu insult you? Okay, you old thing, you still want to do something with Lao Tzu?" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, not afraid of the demon powerhouse at all.

You must know that the demon powerhouse who is possessed in Mo Ling'er's body is eightfold in the God Transformation Realm!

Looking at the middle-aged man who was not afraid at all, everyone in the Dragon God Temple, Leng Soul and Kun Yun were stunned.

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

"You're looking for death!" Mo Ling'er shouted angrily, and the terrifying power of the eightfold transformation of the god realm exploded instantly, and a palm blasted out of the air.

"Whew!"

"Buzz!"

Tens of thousands of huge black palm prints broke out of the air, rushing towards the middle-aged man with a momentum of destroying the world and the earth, and the terrifying power shook the entire Infinite Domain, and the void collapsed in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying energy swept through the entire Infinite Domain, and the various large and small forces and countless cultivators were terrified.

The Zhang family and the Immortal Pavilion were both shocked, but the high-level vitality was greatly injured and was in retreat to heal their injuries, and the other powerhouses did not dare to make decisions at all.

"Hiss......"

With a wave of his hand, there was such a terrifying energy palm print, and everyone in the Dragon God Temple was so frightened that they gasped, their hearts trembled, and they felt that they couldn't stand steadily.

"Whew!"

At the moment when the demon powerhouse made a move, the middle-aged man's voice disappeared in an instant, which was extremely strange and impossible to catch.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The terrifying palm prints slammed into the void in the distance, and the deafening explosion resounded through the Infinite Domain, and the extremely destructive energy ripples rolled wildly, covering tens of thousands of zhang of the void, and the mountains and rivers within a radius of tens of thousands of zhang collapsed and tore apart, and the destructive power was very terrifying.

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

But it's a pity that such a terrifying palm print failed to hit the middle-aged man.

At that moment, the face of the demon powerhouse changed greatly, and he found that Feng Wuchen was no longer under his control.

The wind and dust disappeared in that instant!

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

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What's the matter, you old thing doesn't recognize me?"

"Who are you?" Mo Ling'er asked scoldingly, the old man really couldn't recall it in his mind, and looked at the man in front of him very unfamiliarly.

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

Yan Long had already changed into clean clothes, tied up his long hair, and suddenly became dozens of years younger, looking like a middle-aged man.

"Of course it's the dragon clan, didn't you just say that?" Yan Long shrugged his shoulders, looking extremely inflated and arrogant.

Mo Linger's face was extremely gloomy, staring at Yan Long with extreme ferocity.

The demon powerhouse has been enraged!

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

"Before I figure it out, how can I let you die?" Yan Long smiled slightly: "Besides, if you rescue me, I will also save you once, and we will even." ”

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

(End of chapter)