Dragon God Sovereign

The horrible evil atmosphere began to spread in the temple of the **** king.

Seeing the people coming, Leng Yunkong and Luo Wuchang were suddenly relieved.

The strength of the Demon Race is terrifying, and with the help of the Demon Race Venerable, the God King's Temple can be considered as saved.

"See Venerable!" Leng Yunkong and others saluted respectfully.

"Retreat first." Venerable Demon Race waved his hand, exuding a terrifying evil spirit, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Leng Yunkong and the others were seriously injured and were already unable to fight anymore, not to mention that they were not opponents, they had to retreat obediently.

"Venerable Demon Wind!"

Most of them raised their brows, and a sneer sneered at the corners of their lips.

"Tiangang is mostly unified. I haven't seen it for a long time. It seems that your strength has also improved a lot. We are old opponents."

Mofeng looked at Tiangang Dadutong, with a slight smile on his face.

"Old opponent?" Leng Yunkong's face changed slightly.

Although Leng Yunkong and the others did not know Tiangang Dadutong, among the top powerhouses, the prestige of Tiangang Dadutong was even more terrifying than him, the Lord of the Divine King Temple.

"It's indeed an old opponent!" Most of Tiangang sneered slightly. As he spoke, the figure had already appeared in a flash, and he slammed into the magic wind with a punch.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

Mo Feng's face did not change at all, and he greeted him with a punch unwilling to show his weakness, and with a bang, the energy of destruction swept wildly, the monstrous vigor, shocked Leng Yunkong and the others flying out.

Everyone in Leng Yunkong was terrified, and just a simple hard touch, they had such destructive power!

The temple of the **** king shook violently, and cracks had spread and torn apart in the magnificent palace.

"Keep the Temple of the King of Gods!" Leng Yunkong shouted loudly, looking anxious.

As the strongest power in the mainland, the Temple of the King of Gods would make people laugh if the palace collapsed?

The joke is still a trivial matter, the six to seventy thousand disciples of the God King Temple, I'm afraid they will all have to be torn to pieces by terrifying power.

With the fierce head-on touch, neither of them took advantage, and with the terrifying power of the most unified Tiangang, they could not repel the magic wind for half a step.

"I haven't seen it for a long time, your strength really improved a lot, but, are you planning to stop us alone?" Tian Gang asked with a sneer, without fear on his face.

Tiangang understands Mofeng very well. Mofeng is powerful and a ruthless character. The strength is not lost to Tiangang, and the strength of the two is equal.

It can be seen that his strength is not weak from the magic wind energy entering the temple of the **** king with artifacts covering it.

However, Mofeng came alone, but could not stop Tiangang and them.

Mofeng's face showed a calm smile, and said with a smile: "Tiangang's cultivation base has also been improved a lot, and the power of this punch is enough to severely injure the Seventh Level of the Transformation God Realm."

Demon Wind alone can severely injure many of the powerhouses of the Immortal Tool Pavilion, greatly hurting the vitality of the Immortal Tool Pavilion, which shows how terrifying his strength is.

"Most of them! Don't talk nonsense! Whoever intervenes will kill whoever!" Ling Xiaoxiao shouted coldly, regardless of the origin of the magic wind.

As long as it is not the devil, other people Ling Xiaoxiao really didn't pay attention.

"Yes! Saintess!" Tian Gang replied respectfully, urging the seven-layered terrifying power of the Transcendent God Realm, and he wanted to make another magic wind.

Having not seen each other for many years, most of Tiangang wanted to try how much Mofeng's strength had improved.

It is rare to encounter opponents of comparable strength, and most of Tiangang's mind is itchy.

"Wait! The saint calms down. It's no good for any of us to make a move now. Why waste time before the war has started? Why not stop there?" Venerable Demon Wind smiled slightly, as if he didn't intend to make a move, but just came. Persuade.

"What do I want to do with you in the Temple of the Destroying King? Get out if you don't shoot, and where is the old **** Mo Tianyang? Tell him to get out!" Ling Xiaoxiao scolded.

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao daring to scold Demon Wind, even daring to scold Demon Tianyang, Leng Yunkong and others were so frightened that they turned pale.

They are all very curious, what exactly is Ling Xiaoxiao's identity? Why are you not afraid of the demons?

Hearing this, Mo Feng smiled slightly and said: "The Three Elders have an important task, and they are not in the Heavenly Soul Realm. If the saint wants to find the Three Elders, she might as well go to the Demon Race."

"There is no reason! Most of them are unified, do it!" Ling Xiaoxiao was furious.

Most of Tiangang sneered: "I'm afraid your demons dare not open the door? Haven't your demons been hiding from you all these years? Otherwise, I'm afraid your demons will no longer exist."

"Perhaps, one person in this seat really can't stop you, but this seat is here prepared." Mofeng sneered lightly, without fear on his face.

As he spoke, the magic wind folded his hands together, and the strange black energy spread out, the evil force continued to surge, and the fierce energy swept away, full of shock.

"Really? Venerable Devil Wind might as well let me see your confidence." Tian Gang sneered slightly, not afraid, staring at Devil Wind closely.

"Saint, he is summoning the powerhouse of the demon clan." A six-layered **** of transformation said respectfully.

"The Qimen Five Elements Order is a divine weapon, and there is the power of the Great Elder, how could he summon the powerful demon to come in?" Ling Xiaoxiao frowned slightly.

"This is the secret of the Demon Race, the saint has never seen it before." Tian Gang said.

as expected.

Along with the demonic wind spurring a terrifying evil force, strange black gas began to diffuse in the huge palace shrouded by artifacts.

After a while, the black gas condensed into human forms, all of them are powerful demons, there are dozens of them!

Dozens of powerhouses are all in the realm of God!

"Three... thirty-seven transforming gods..." Seeing these powerful demons, the cold soul was immediately frightened.

Thirty-seven transforming gods, what a terrifying lineup is this?

"This is too scary, right?" The guardian was stunned and trembling.

"There are actually thirty-seven transforming gods!" Leng Yunkong was so shocked that he couldn't imagine how terrifying the Demon Race was.

Summoned thirty-seven Transcendent God Realms in one breath, and I don't know how many times their strength surpassed the God King Temple. Such a lineup swept the Heavenly Soul Continent every minute.

"I can actually summon!" Ling Xiaoxiao still couldn't believe it.

"Venerable Devil Wind, do you think it is worth it for the God King Temple? Don't forget that the Demon Lord has not broken the seal. Did you summon them to die?" Tiangang asked with a sneer, without the slightest expression on his face. Variety.

Mofeng summoned thirty-seven powerhouses in the transforming **** realm, and most of Tiangang said that they were here to die. Isn't this too arrogant?

All the people in the God King Temple, including Leng Yunkong and other high-level people, were scared into a cold sweat by the words of Tiangang Dadu Tong.

Hearing this, Mo Fengxie said with a smile: "Tiangang is mostly unified. I forgot to tell you that although the devil has never broken the seal, it is not far away. We are just taking orders from the blood demon this time."

"Blood Demon?" Hearing the words "Blood Demon?" Tiangang Dadutong's expression finally changed, and there was a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes.

"Has the blood demon recovered?" A Sixth Layer of God Transformation frowned deeply.