Dragon God Sovereign

Chapter 1023: Desperate fight

Chapter 1023: Desperate fight

"Feng Wuchen! Surrender! No matter how strong you are, you will be no match for our demons. Lord Demon has said that if the Dragon Temple is surrendered, everyone can avoid death!"

After a fierce battle of life and death, both sides suffered heavy casualties.

Except for Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao and the other powerhouses in the **** transformation, the others returned to the Dragon Temple for healing.

Among the hundreds of Demon Race powerhouses, more than a hundred people have died tragically at the hands of Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao.

"Surrender?" Feng Wuchen sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer: "I never know what surrender is!"

"My Lord Demon has an order! Those who do not submit, kill them!" The five-layered powerhouse of the gods transformed loudly, and a biting murderous aura broke out.

"Feng Wuchen, we know that your strength is very strong, but your first-turn powerhouse, Long Tianzhan and Mad Leopard have all been seriously injured. You have no chance of winning. Have you ever thought about Dragon Temple and other powerful people? How many can you save? I advise you to obediently surrender, otherwise none of them will survive!" Another Sixth Layer Powerhouse of the God Transformation asked with a sneer.

After a pause, the person said again: "Master Demon admires you very much. As long as you are willing to surrender, Master Demon will still designate you as a general of the Demon Race. If one person is less than ten thousand people, you will still be the Dragon God. Alliance leader, with such rich conditions, I dont know how many people dream of it. Why are you so stubborn?"

"Surrender to you as slaves? Don't think about it!" Liu Qingyang shouted angrily.

"Yes! We would rather die than surrender!" Lei Tianjue shouted angrily, ready to die.

"To be honest, I admire your courage and courage very much, but it's a pity that you hit the stone with the pebbles, and you can't do it yourself." The six-layer powerhouse of the gods transformed contemptuously.

"Report to the leader! The auction and Fen Yunzong were defeated. Chairman Lin was killed, and everyone else was detained by the demons!" A celestial realm powerhouse rushed forward and reported in panic.

Hearing that, Feng Wuchen's face became more gloomy, and the tragic results of this battle exceeded everyone's imagination.

Compared with the battle between the dragons and the demons, the casualties were more serious.

"Feng Wuchen, did you hear that? Their lives are in your hands. If you don't surrender, they will all die! Except for the Dragon Temple and Zhang Family, the other forces in the Promise Domain have already been defeated. The law can't keep you for long, you have to think about it carefully." The leader of the Demon Race powerhouse sneered.

"Our people will be here soon, how many do you think you can kill?" Another Transcending God Realm asked with a sneer, full of abuse.

"Hall Master, you are the hope of all of us, you run away." Tian Xianzi said in a low voice, already aware of the horror of no victory, and keeping the wind and dust away is the only way and their hope.

"call out!"

"laugh!"

But that day Xianzi's voice fell, and Feng Wuchen's figure had disappeared strangely. When Feng Wuchen appeared again, the head of the Demon Race powerhouse with the sixth level of the God Transformation Realm had already flown out.

"The Sixth Layer of the God Transformation actually dared to threaten in front of me." Feng Wuchen said sternly, the bitter murderous intent made people feel frightened.

"Feng Wuchen! Don't toast or eat fine wine! Your true essence has been consumed a lot, and you can't last long!" one person shouted angrily, his face extremely grim.

"Don't you know that I am an alchemist?" The cold and murderous gaze swept towards the Demon Race's more than one hundred transforming gods realm and countless Celestial Realm clansmen. Feng Wuchensen said coldly: "If you have the ability, you will break me. The Dragon Temple Array."

While talking, Feng Wuchen took out the pill and swallowed it, restoring the consumed true essence.

"Unreasonable! Break the formation for me!" The five-tiered powerhouse of the God Transformation Realm shouted angrily.

"Buzz!"

More than a hundred transforming gods, tens of thousands of heavenly extremes, almost simultaneously urged energy, a terrifying force soared into the sky, covering the sky, and the mainland was shaking violently.

"Humph!" Feng Wuchen snorted fiercely, and said fiercely: "I think any of you can beat my black fire!"

While talking, Feng Wuchen waved his hands again and again, and a series of terrible black fires flew out. Under Feng Wuchen's control, it spread quickly, turning into terrifying fire dragons and rushing towards the demon army.

"It's black fire!"

"Everyone, get away!"

Seeing dozens of terrifying black fire dragons rushing up madly, the demons were panicked. No one dared to face the black fire, only to escape.

Fear [58 fiction www.58xs.info] terrified black fire dragon, wherever it passed, a large swath of demons instantly turned to ashes.

"Shoo hoo!"

At this time, the powerful demons who attacked the Promise Region all moved closer to the Dragon Temple, and it was clear that all the major forces in the Promise Region had fallen.

"You are here just right! Break the formation!" a demon expert shouted angrily.

"Shoo hoo!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The other powerhouses of the Demon Clan took action one after another, and a wave of terrifying force bombarded the Dragon Temple in a frantically large array, with shocking noise.

"Are you all defeated?" Looking at the powerful demons who gathered from all directions, Feng Wuchen frowned and said in secret: "The enemies of the Overlord Region and the Northern Profound Region are also coming."

"Old Patriarch Zhang, Xiaoxiao, you return to the Dragon Temple for healing." Feng Wuchen solemnly said, as if he had made some decision.

"Big Brother Feng, what do you want to do?" Liu Qingyang asked.

"Go back! Host formation!" Feng Wuchen shouted coldly.

"That's it!" Liu Qingyang finally understood.

"Brother Feng, be more careful." Ling Xiaoxiao warned, more than a dozen of the gods of transformation have withdrawn to the Dragon Temple.

Feng Wuchen faced the hundreds of thousands of demons alone. Such a thrilling scene made everyone in the Dragon Temple panic and nervous.

"Can the Hall Master do it alone? Can the black fire completely eliminate them?"

"It's over, how do you fight this? No matter how strong the Palace Master can't kill them, right?"

"It turns out that there are more powerhouses of the Demon Race. Senior Yanlong and Mad Leopard are still healing. What can I do?"

Seeing more and more powerful demons come and block the entire Dandi Mountain, everyone in the Dragon Temple is full of despair and fear.

These are just the demon army that attacked the Promise Territory, and the demon army that attacked the Overlord Region and the Northern Profound Territory are coming quickly at this moment.

"Peng!"

With a movement of his mind, Feng Wuchen's left hand claw condensed black fire, and his right hand held the Dragon God Sword. Soon his left hand swept the black fire across the Dragon God Sword, and the Dragon God Sword instantly turned into a black fire sword.

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen urged his power with all his strength, the blood flashed, the surging aura was breathtaking, and the devastating energy was madly injected into the Dragon Sword.

The monstrous sword intent rose to the sky, and the terrifying sword light breath was suffocating.

"Sword Art of Destroying Soul! Vientiane Shura!"

Feng Wuchen yelled in vain, and tens of thousands of energy fire swords condensed in Feng Wuchen's body, exuding an aura of extreme terror and mighty power.

This is the third type of Soul Extinguishing Sword Art!

"Shoo hoo!"

"Buzzing!"

With a wave of the Dragon God Sword, it was magnificent, and tens of thousands of terrifying black energy swords exploded at the same time, with a sharp and piercing sound burst, full of shock.