Chapter 941: Demon Race Retreat

Seeing that the demon powerhouses such as Mo Tianyu left the Gorefiend alone and all evacuated, Leng Yunkong and other powerhouses in the Temple of the God King panicked.

Despair was written all over the faces of Leng Yunkong and others.

The powerful demons and the wicked patriarch Futian have all lost such a terrifying lineup, not to mention the laughing god-king temple.

"Space transfer!"

Space manipulation is the magical power of the dragon family.

With the loud shout of Long Jian, a twisted space appeared above the sky, and then more than a dozen god-transforming powerhouses were transferred back.

But unfortunately, Mo Tian, ​​Mo Tian Ji, Mo Feng and others all escaped smoothly.

"The powerhouse of the Demon Race has been transferred back!" Everyone in the Dragon God Alliance was shocked and excited, and they all marveled at Long Jian's terrifying strength.

"If you want to leave, you have to ask me if I will answer!" Long Jian sneered slightly.

"What's the matter? Why am I still here?"

"The space transfer of the dragon family! Hurry up!"

"It's over! We can't leave!"

More than a dozen demon powerhouses were in a panic, and even though they tried to escape here, they were still transferred back.

"Do it! Don't let them escape!" Second Elder Long Yunqing shouted, ordering to kill the demons.

"Long Jian!" Seeing that more than a dozen of the demons were transferred back, the seriously injured Gorefiend gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

"Gorefiend! Your time of death has come. As a demon protector, no one cares about your life or death. It's really sad!" Long Jian sneered disdainfully.

The strength of the mad leopard is too terrifying, and no one from the strong demons dares to save the blood demon, nor does it have the ability.

Not to mention saving people, they can't protect themselves.

The three-eyed demon ape took the lead and shot out violently, and with one punch, a powerhouse of the sixth level of the demonic god realm was smashed into a blood mist, with such terrifying power.

"Three-eyed Demon Ape! Well done! Kill them all!" Liu Qingyang roared again and again.

"Shhhhhh!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Yan Long, Long Jian, and the Dragon Clan powerhouses took action one after another, and the Demon Clan God-Transforming Realm powerhouses were powerless to resist, completely frightened to the point of losing their hearts to resist, and in the end they all ended up in a state of utter wrath.

"Happy! Really happy! Haha!" Long Jian laughed excitedly up to the sky.

"And the people from the Temple of the God King, kill them together!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, showing no mercy.

"Feng Wuchen! This seat will help you! Remember what you promised this seat!" Three-eyed Demon Ape shouted, and the first one rushed to Leng Yunkong.

"It's easy to say!" Feng Wuchen said with a light smile, his figure was already slowly flying towards the seriously injured Gorefiend.

"Feng Wuchen! Forgive me!" Leng Yunkong, who was so terrified, finally couldn't help kneeling down and begging for mercy.

"Lord of the Dragon God Alliance, spare your life!" Ye Qianshui and the powerhouses in the Divine Transformation Realm of the Divine King Temple knelt down in fear and begged for mercy.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen couldn't help but cast a surprised look, and immediately sneered: "Isn't it ashamed that the hall master and elders of the dignified God King Temple actually kneel down and beg for mercy?"

"And the Lord of the Temple of the God King, I bah, just the lackey of the Demon Race."

"That's right! It's just a dog of the Demon Race."

"Tsk tsk, this is all on my knees and begging for mercy. Will there be any face in the future? By the way, you have no future."

Everyone in the Dragon God Alliance laughed.

It's a pity that it's too late to beg for mercy, the three-eyed demon ape's ferocious and ruthless attack has come in an instant.

"No! Feng Wuchen! Forgive me!" Leng Yunkong shouted in horror.

"It's not me who has the final say now, you can ask the Three-eyed Demon Ape!" Feng Wuchen heard a ruthless sneer.

"boom!"

The three-eyed demon ape smashed down mercilessly with a punch, and with a bang, Leng Yunkong turned into a blood mist in the blink of an eye, and blasted the space into a void.

Ye Qianshui and the other god-king temple powerhouses were all frightened and lost their souls, and their faces were full of despair.

"Ask me for a fart, everyone is dead!" The three-eyed demon ape shouted angrily, and immediately started ruthless killing again.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

The three-eyed demon ape is worthy of being an ancient beast. It is cold-blooded and ruthless, and its means are extremely brutal. With one punch, the terrifying energy shakes the continent.

"Three-eyed Demon Ape! Good job!" Liu Qingyang shouted in relief, and everyone in the Dragon God Alliance cheered excitedly.

In less than a moment, all the powerhouses in the Temple of the God King were ruthlessly slaughtered, and they all vanished into ashes.

The most powerful force in the continent, the Divine King Temple was destroyed.

Crazy Leopard has been watching all of this with a cold eye, and after the Gorefiend was seriously injured, it didn't make another move.

"Gorefiend protector, before killing you, I want to know, what is your purpose for collecting the blood of the ancient beasts?" When he came to the Gorefiend, Feng Wuchen asked coldly, looking like a threat.

"You go to see the King of Hell with me, and I will tell you slowly!" The Gorefiend said fiercely, wishing to swallow Feng Wuchen in one bite.

"If you don't tell me, I will know sooner or later, but if your cultivation is gone, then it will be gone!" Feng Wuchen sneered, his palms urging black fire.

"The blood essence is not on him, but on Motian." Mad Leopard suddenly said.

"Motian?" Feng Wuchen was stunned for a moment, guessing: "Does Motian plan to refine your blood essence and improve your cultivation?"

"When this seat traded with the Gorefiend, he said it was used to break the seal of the Demon Lord." Three-eyed Demon Ape said.

"Are you sure?" Mad Leopard asked, looking at the Three-eyed Demon Ape.

Seeing Crazy Leopard's eyes, the Three-eyed Demon Ape shrank slightly and said quickly, "I'm not sure if what he said is true or not."

For the mad leopard, the three-eyed magic ape can be said to be very afraid, and the mad leopard can be shocked by one look.

"Not necessarily!" Yan Long shook his head and said, "Essential blood is the root of the essence of the ancient beasts. I'm afraid it's not used to break the seal of the devil, but to gain the power of the ancient beasts."

"Yanlong is right." Long Yunqing nodded in agreement.

"Big brother, the Heaven-devouring Tiger is still trapped in the Demon Race, and while their vitality is seriously injured, we will kill the Demon Race to save the Heaven-devouring Tiger." The three-eyed Demon Ape continued.

"Don't fight in the Demon Race, the Demon Lord will absorb our power to break the seal, and the Heaven-devouring Tiger can use the Gorefiend in exchange." Mad Leopard said.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen took back the black fire and sneered: "This is a good idea, Gorefiend, it seems that you still have some value in using it. Immediately pass the news to the demons, and want to replace the person and bring out the Heaven-devouring Tiger."

"Brothers, clean the battlefield and bring back all the spoils!" Feng Wuchen shouted immediately.

"Roar!"

Everyone in the Dragon God Alliance roared in excitement.

"Brother Feng!"

The war had just ended, and when the Dragon God Alliance was cleaning the battlefield, Ling Xiaoxiao's voice came from high up in the sky.

"Xiaoxiao!" Feng Wuchen was overjoyed.

"Xiaoxiao is back!" Xiao Qingqing was full of joy.

"The ninth-level peak of the Heavenly Pole Realm!"

"Isn't it? Did I read it wrong?"

"How is this possible? What the hell is going on?"

Aware of Ling Xiaoxiao's cultivation, everyone in the Dragon God Alliance was taken aback.

Of course, without waiting for Feng Wuchen to be happy, Ling Xiaoxiao said anxiously, "Brother Feng, something happened!"