Chapter 699

"Are you a subordinate of the Evil Dragon God?"

Just as the old man kept roaring, the sound of Feng Wuchen sounded.

Feng Wuchen came in an instant, and silently appeared in the cave.

The sudden voice suddenly startled the roaring old man.

"Teleport!"

The old man suddenly exclaimed and stared at Feng Wuchen with wide eyes.

"Do you know teleportation?" Feng Wuchen asked in surprise, having already determined that the old man had something to do with the Evil Dragon God.

"Stinky boy, help me out!" Seeing Feng Wuchen returning, the old man was overjoyed and hurriedly spoke.

Feng Wuchen said: "Answer my question first."

"I am the Evil Dragon God, sitting down, General Yan Long!" the old man replied.

"Yanlong? Are you Yanlong?" The moment he heard the words, Feng Wuchen's eyes widened, and through the memory of the Evil Dragon God, the figure of Yanlong instantly appeared in Feng Wuchen's mind.

In contrast, the old man in front of him is not Yanlong at all!

"You're not Yanlong, and I don't look like it." Feng Wuchen shook his head, and then asked, "Who are you? Why do you know about the Evil Dragon God?"

"Stinky boy! How dare you question me! I am Yanlong!" The old man was furious, pulling up his sharp white hair with both hands, his whole old face facing Feng Wuchen.

Taking a closer look, Feng Wuchen felt a bit like Yanlong again.

The old man didn't know how many years he had been sealed, and he was so dirty that if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't really see his true face.

"Are you really Yanlong?" Feng Wuchen still couldn't believe it and asked, although it looked a bit similar, Feng Wuchen was not sure, after all, it was too far from Yanlong.

"Stinky boy, you haven't seen me, how do you know if I'm Yanlong?" the old man shouted angrily.

"The tempers are very similar." Feng Wuchen said with a slight smile, after a few more glances, combined with Evil Dragon God's understanding of Yanlong, Feng Wuchen can already be sure that the old man is Yanlong.

Yanlong is also a member of the Dragon Clan, one of the generals of the Evil Dragon God, and his strength is terrifying.

"Stinky boy, how did you get the Evil Dragon God's art? You are a human, why do you have the blood of the dragon family?" Yan Long stared at Feng Wuchen and asked.

"Pong!"

Feng Wuchen urged Wu Huo and smiled slightly: "You will know later, I will rescue you first, I have very important things to do, you'd better keep your mouth shut."

"..." Yan Long stopped talking.

The terrifying black fire covered the entire light curtain, and under the control of Feng Wuchen, it was constantly swallowing the power of the seal formation.

As Feng Wuchen broke through the first level of the Heavenly Pole Realm, the cultivation base became stronger and stronger, and the control of Wuhuo became stronger, and the power that Wuhuo exerted became more terrifying.

"Buzz!"

The terrifying seal formation suddenly buzzed and vibrated, dazzling blue light filled the entire cave, and a monstrous energy filled the air crazily.

Outside the Xuanhuo Cave, aware of this destructive energy, Gu Ding and the others were immediately frightened and fled in panic. No one dared to stop, thinking that the evil fire was about to come out.

"This black flame has an extremely terrifying devouring ability. Could it be that the immemorial Wuhuo couldn't succeed?" Yan Long guessed in horror, and the terrifying devouring of Wuhuo made him quite afraid.

"The power of the sealing formation is too huge, and I don't know if Wu Huo can withstand it. My body can't bear the power!" Feng Wuchen secretly guessed.

Wu Huo devoured frantically, at an amazing speed, Feng Wuchen's body swelled rapidly, terrifying power filled the meridians of the whole body, and the pain in the meridians made Feng Wuchen's face extremely twisted.

"The art of distraction!" Feng Wuchen shouted loudly, quickly condensing twelve primordial spirit clones to help refine this enormous power.

"The technique of distraction!" Seeing the avatars of the twelve primordial spirits, Yan Long's heart was shocked, and his old eyes instantly widened.

"Who the hell is this stinky boy? Why is he in the Dragon God Society? Where does his dragon bloodline come from?" Yan Long became more and more curious.

The twelve primordial spirit clones were refining frantically, Feng Wuchen's cultivation level soared rapidly, and his swollen body slowly returned to its original state.

"Chichi!"

"Crack!"

In a few minutes, the powerful sealing formation was finally swallowed by the black fire, causing the sealing formation to lose its balance and shatter.

In contrast, Wuhuo is more terrifying.

"Broken! The seal formation is broken!" Yan Long was extremely ecstatic.

"call!"

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, but fortunately he didn't need to devour much power, otherwise Feng Wuchen simply couldn't bear the enormous power pouring into his body.

"The cultivation base has improved a bit, which is not bad." Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart.

After Feng Wuchen broke through the formation, he didn't stop at all, ignored Yanlong, and didn't ask why Yanlong was sealed again, and immediately performed teleportation to return to the Dragon Temple.

If you have that time, you might as well go back to the Dragon Temple to see what happened.

Intuition tells Feng Wuchen that something big has happened to the Dragon Temple.

"This stinky boy runs very fast." Yan Long was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"It's time to go out and have a look after being sealed for so many years!" Yan Long was so excited that he jumped up and down with excitement.

While speaking, Yan Long's figure disappeared silently, as if it had never appeared before, which shows how terrifying Yan Long's cultivation is.

Looking at the Dragon Temple again, after Ling Xiaoxiao's second condensed barrier was broken by the magic bead, the powerhouses of the Temple of the King of God attacked mercilessly.

The war broke out again, Tian Xianzi and others did their best, and many of the powerhouses they recruited sacrificed one after another, their vitality was severely damaged, and almost all of them lost their ability to fight.

The fierce battle resulted in the killing of more soldiers in the Dragon Temple.

Brothers such as Beidou Tianye, Luoyan, Huo Ming, and Daohun also all sacrificed.

Liu Qingyang, Yi Tianqing and others were both seriously injured. If it wasn't for the protection of Lan Yue's water spirit barrier at the critical moment, I'm afraid that Liu Qingyang and the others would all die tragically.

The battle was extremely tragic, and the Dragon Temple couldn't hold it any longer.

This battle was the most tragic casualty of the Dragon Temple, with more than 300 casualties among the soldiers.

Hundreds of strong men who came to help the Dragon Temple also suffered more than 200 casualties.

Fiasco!

Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face was extremely pale, she tried her best to protect the Dragon Temple as much as possible, her strength was almost exhausted.

"Stinky girl, don't you have the strength? I see how you can condense the divine enchantment!" Lenghun sneered.

"If you have the ability, you can kill me!" Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly, even if she exhausted her strength, Ling Xiaoxiao would not take a step back. She wanted to protect the Dragon Temple for Feng Wuchen.

"This young master won't kill you! But everyone else has to die!" Leng Hunsen said coldly, regarding Ling Xiaoxiao, Leng Hun didn't dare to move for the time being.

"Kill the most arrogant kid first!" Lenghun ordered, pointing his finger at Liu Qingyang.

A celestial realm powerhouse respectfully took orders, and then grabbed from the air, sucking the seriously injured Liu Qingyang into the sky.

"Big Brother Liu!" Miao Qingqing's pretty face changed drastically, and she hurriedly rushed to grab Liu Qingyang.

"Qingyang!" Ling Xiaoxiao's crowd turned pale with grief and anger, but no one had the strength to stop him. (To be continued)