Chapter 905

"Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, I have seen the Gorefiend protector."

Before the guards went out, Yin Yang Tianhun had already entered the hall by himself, and there was no need for the Gorefiend to agree to meet him.

"Young Master Yin and Yang, long time no see."

Gorefiend smiled faintly and waved his hand to signal the guards to retreat.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul rushed in, and the Gorefiend didn't seem to have the slightest anger.

"Young Master Yin and Yang, please take a seat." Gorefiend greeted him politely.

"No need, I'll leave after saying a few words. I'm not used to staying in this place." Yin Yang Tianhun said indifferently. The seemingly plain words made people hear a hint of arrogance.

"Young Master Yin and Yang might as well say it directly." Gorefiend didn't care.

Yin Yang Tianhun said slightly indifferently: "The meaning conveyed by the Yin Yang family may not be clear, so I think it is necessary to convey it in person."

Gorefiend nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Young Master Yin and Yang, please speak."

"I don't care what you want to do, but I can't tolerate anyone hurting Xiaoxiao, including people from the demon race, blood demon guardians, don't know what I mean is clear?" Yin Yang Tianhun said, with a strong tone , without any fear.

"Young Master Yin-Yang, I can hear it very clearly, Young Master Yin-Yang can rest assured that the demons will never hurt Ling Xiaoxiao in the slightest." Gorefiend smiled lightly.

"Isn't it?" Yin Yang Tianhun's voice became a little colder, and said: "The demons attacked the Holy Soul Academy, Xiaoxiao is in the Holy Soul Academy, the barrier you set up can't stop me, I can see it all. in the eyes."

"This kid was in the barrier at the time? I didn't even notice his existence!" The Gorefiend was shocked, and he couldn't believe it.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul is only the third-level realm of the God Transformation Realm, and the Gorefiend is comparable to the second-rank cultivation realm, so how could he be unaware?

"Young Master Yin-Yang, you also know that since it's a war, Ling Xiaoxiao is also in it. If she attacks, the demons can't stand to kill her, right?" Gorefiend argued.

"Gorefiend, I really don't want to intervene, but my patience is limited. If I intervene, I will not be as useless as my father, and I will not be so stupid. The bloodfiend should know what I'm talking about." Yin Yang Tianhun Indifferently, he turned to leave before speaking.

The Gorefiend's face couldn't help gloomy, and when the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul disappeared from sight, he said coldly: "The arrogant brat dares to threaten this seat, but this kid's strength is not simple, the Yin-Yang Heavenly Emperor gave birth to a A good son, it's a pity that it's better to become a murder tool of the demons."

"Emperor Yin-Yang, you should thank this seat, otherwise your son will die on a woman's belly sooner or later and become a tool for the murder of the demon race. At least it has some value, hum!" Gorefiend arrogantly smiled.

......

A month has passed in the blink of an eye. Because of the war, no one paid attention to the alchemy conference, and they were more worried about when the demons would take action again.

During this month, Feng Wuchen's injury has recovered and he has also expanded the scale of the Dragon God Alliance to unite all the major forces in Wuji and Beixuan.

Today, the strength of the Dragon God Alliance has already surpassed that of the God King Temple.

The seventh-floor space of the Nine-fold Universe Pagoda.

Wind and dust appeared silently.

"See Master!" Two illusory soul bodies, aware of Feng Wuchen's appearance, immediately kneeled down on one knee respectfully.

The two illusory soul bodies are Yanhun and Yanhuo.

The seventh-layer space has three times the time, and with the help of Feng Wuchen, the two have condensed a complete soul body.

As long as the body is recast, it can be reborn!

"Recovering well, it seems that Yanlong has already told you." Feng Wuchen nodded and motioned for the two to get up.

"Thank you master for saving your life!" Yan Hun and Yan Huo respectfully thanked him.

Feng Wuchen said flatly: "The seventh floor of the Nine-fold Universe Pagoda takes three times longer than the outside. How long does it take for you to recast your body?"

"If you have a powerful body casting pill, you can recast your body within three months. If you triple the time, it will be equivalent to a month in the outside world." Yanhun replied respectfully.

"Okay! I'll give you another month to rebuild the body as soon as possible, I need your strength!" Feng Wuchen said.

"Yes!" Yanhun Yanhuo replied respectfully.

Exiting the Nine-fold Universe Pagoda, Feng Wuchen appeared above the Dragon Temple Square.

"I beg the Palace Master to order! Destroy the Temple of the God King!"

As soon as Feng Wuchen appeared, the people in the Dragon God Temple headed by the Red Emperor roared in unison.

They have endured for a month. What the Temple of the King of God has done has made them so angry that they can no longer bear it.

Feng Wuchen slowly fell down, and Liu Qingyang urged: "Brother Feng, give the order quickly, two months are up, destroy the Temple of God King!"

"That's right! Hall Master! Hurry up and give the order, the brothers can't bear it anymore! We want to avenge the dead brothers!" Chi Huang gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent.

"Avenge the dead brother!" Everyone shouted, grief, anger and murderousness swept like an overwhelming sea.

"The Temple of the God King must be destroyed." Feng Wuchen said loudly, this is a guarantee for everyone in the Dragon Temple.

"But I still have more important things to figure out." Feng Wuchen continued, looking at everyone, and said, "Give me three days, after three days, I will lead the brothers of the Dragon God Alliance to step on the road. Destroy the Temple of the God King and avenge the dead brothers!"

"Brother Feng, what's the important thing?" Miao Qingqing asked curiously.

Ling Xiaoxiao and Liu Qingyang looked at Feng Wuchen in confusion.

"I have already promised Long Jian that after the alchemy conference, I will go to the Dragon Clan to find out some things." Feng Wuchen said lightly.

"It turned out to be the Dragon Clan." Liu Qingyang nodded their heads.

"Palace Master! Since we are going to the Dragon Clan, we will wait for three days!" Huan Yang shouted loudly.

"That's right! We are waiting for the palace master to return!" Everyone shouted.

"Top Ten Gods of War! Guard the Dragon Temple for me!" Feng Wuchen said.

"Yes! Master!" The ten gods of war responded respectfully.

Looking at the sky, Feng Wuchen muttered to himself: "Do the dragons really know what the blood in my body is? Do they really know my identity?"

At first, Feng Wuchen didn't care about the special bloodline in his body, and he didn't worry about whether it was a Qilin strongman, Long Jian, or anyone else.

But Kuang Leopard's words made Feng Wuchen feel that the blood in his body was unusual, which made him very curious.

Feng Wuchen is very curious now, what kind of bloodline does the blood in his body belong to, and what is his origin.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go." Feng Wuchen took Ling Xiaoxiao's jade hand and flew high into the sky.

"Respectfully send the hall master!" Everyone in the Dragon Temple shouted respectfully.

With a thought, the space shuttle was displayed, and Feng Wuchen led Ling Xiaoxiao into the void and disappeared.

What is the origin of Feng Wuchen? (To be continued)