Chapter 1030

As soon as Mo Qi said these words, a look of surprise appeared on Feng Wuchen's face.

"Bring Chi Yuan and Xing Tian out."

Mo Qi really ordered the release.

"Yes!" a clan member respectfully said.

"There will be demons if you act abnormally." Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, he didn't believe that Mo Qi would really let people go, let alone that Mo Qi would really treat him as a general of the Demon Race.

After a while, Xianqi Pavilion and Northern Xuanzong senior officials and many strong people really came out of the palace where they were being held.

"General, everyone you want is here, you can leave." Mo Qi looked at Feng Wuchen and smiled.

Hearing Mo Qi's words, Sect Master Xing Tian, ​​Chi Yuan and the others all looked at Feng Wuchen strangely.

What the hell is going on here?

For a time, Yuntian Palace became very quiet, full of strange atmosphere.

"What exactly does he want to do?" Feng Wuchen really couldn't guess what Mo Qi's intentions were.

The seriously injured Chi Yuan, Xing Tian and others all moved towards Feng Wuchen, and there was no one to stop Mo Qi and the people from the Mo clan.

"General don't need to worry too much." Seeing that Feng Wuchen was very strange, Mo Qi smiled and said: "Even if General Ren takes it away, I will never stop him, but General General should not be merciful and take revenge."

"Master, what is going on here?" Chi Yuan, who was seriously injured, asked suspiciously.

"Come on, go back to the Dragon Temple." Feng Wuchen whispered, he didn't know what Mo Qi wanted to do, but he had to be vigilant.

"Master, be careful."

Everyone in Chiyuan acted according to their words and returned to the Dragon Temple from the teleportation array.

After everyone left, Mo Qi still didn't do anything, which made Feng Wuchen even more strange.

"General, please." Mo Qi made a gesture of invitation.

"Is this guy doing something on Chiyuan and the others? Facing the mad leopard, he is not afraid at all. Could it be that the devil is in the Yuntian Palace?" Feng Wuchen guessed secretly.

However, Feng Wuchen didn't think much about it, and didn't make a move. After that, he left Yuntian Palace with Kuangbao.

Feng Wuchen never expected to rescue Xianqi Pavilion and Bei Xuanzong and others so easily. All this went so smoothly, so smooth that Feng Wuchen couldn't believe it.

"Guardian, do you really let them go like this? I'm worried that the Lord of Demons will be blamed." A strong man in the God Transformation realm asked suspiciously.

"This is the meaning of Lord Demon Lord, first give them some hope, and then smash them, so that they can feel fear from their souls, and now let them live on and on, if they kill them directly, That's boring." Mo Qi smiled evilly.

After a pause, Mo Qi said again: "Master Demon Lord broke the seal, which means that the entire continent will be the world of our Demon Race. It makes no difference whether these wastes are released or not, because they will all die sooner or later!"

"It turns out that it is indeed Lord Demon Lord." The man smiled evilly.

Mo Qi said disdainfully: "To be an enemy of Lord Mojun is simply to seek death. It's a pity that such a powerful genius, human beings are really stupid."

"Send the order, let the clan go all out to build the Demon Palace, clean up the hegemony at the fastest speed, and prepare to welcome the Demon Lord!" Mo Qi ordered.

"Yes!" Everyone respectfully took orders.

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Dragon Temple, after the war, its vitality was greatly damaged.

Countless cultivators in the three major regions died tragically, and many cultivators were captured by the Demon Race, whose life and death were unknown, and many cultivators were used by the Demon Race as slaves.

Countless cultivators are caught in dire straits and may be killed at any time.

The Ba Yu and Bei Xuan Yu were captured, and most of the Wuji realm was also captured by the Demon Race, and now the Dragon Temple was left.

The magnificent Dragon Temple has lost its former glory.

The high-level forces of the Dragon God Alliance are all gathered in the Dragon God Temple. It seems that there are many people, but the palace is filled with a heavy atmosphere.

"Palace Master, what should we do next?" Tian Xianzi asked.

Yunyouzi said solemnly: "Although the demon army has retreated, the war has just begun. When they gain a firm foothold in the Bayu and Beixuanyu, we will no longer exist."

"The students of the academy have been hurt badly by us." Xing Jiuzhong blamed himself, feeling very guilty.

"Everyone, let's go back to heal." Feng Wuchen said, he couldn't give everyone a positive answer, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Brother Feng." Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Feng Wuchen with distress, she knew that Feng Wuchen was under a lot of pressure, but she couldn't help anything.

Feng Wuchen stepped on the heavy steps to leave the hall, everyone's eyes were looking at Feng Wuchen's back, moved, admired, grateful, relieved and other emotions came to their hearts, and they were silent for a long time.

The battle with the demons was temporarily stopped.

The high-level leaders of the major forces of the Dragon God Alliance have entered the Nine-layer Universe Pagoda, healing the wounds, and practicing cultivation.

On the top of Dandi Mountain, Feng Wuchen looked at the sky in the distance alone, his face was a little complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The power of the Protoss." Feng Wuchen clenched his fists in vain, not knowing whether it was hatred or desire.

The desire to gain powerful strength is getting stronger and stronger, and it erupts in Feng Wuchen like a storm.

"Am I a descendant of the Protoss?" Feng Wuchen became more and more suspicious of his identity.

Feng Wuchen sat down, took a deep breath, calmed himself down as much as possible, and then entered a state of cultivation.

What Feng Wuchen needs most now is time. He needs to race against time to cultivate, and he needs to improve his cultivation as quickly as possible.

"Owner."

Time passed day by day, and the figure of Yan Long flashed forward.

"What's the matter?" Feng Wuchen asked calmly, opening his tightly closed eyes slightly.

"There is news from the Heaven-devouring Tiger that Long Tianzhan and the others have recovered from their injuries and have now headed to the Rakshasa clan." Yan Long said respectfully.

After a pause, Yan Long said again: "The Demon Race built Demon Race Palaces in Bayu and Beixuan Region, the original major forces have all become Demon Race Palaces, and the cultivators in the mainland have all become Demon Race's palaces. slave."

Yanlong's words are undoubtedly saying that the demons have taken root in the mainland, the Bayu and Beixuanyu have completely become the territory of the demons, and the mainland cultivators will live in hell.

"I see." Feng Wuchen continued to close his eyes, as if he had guessed the ending.

After half a month, all the senior leaders of the Dragon God Alliance have recovered and recovered, but this half month has also given the demons a chance.

In addition to the star realm, the Promise Territory, the Western Territory, the Illusory Sea Territory and other regions were all occupied by the demons.

The countless resources in the continent are occupied by the demons several times. As a result, the cultivation resources of the Dragon God Alliance will be greatly shortened. Even if Feng Wuchen is in the realm of the Pill Emperor, but there are no medicinal materials, it will not be possible to make medicinal pills.

The hope of the mainland is getting slimmer, and more and more people have begun to give up.

Seeing that Feng Wuchen had not spoken, Yan Long said again: "Master, the demons may soon attack us again. Does Master have a way to defend against it?" (To be continued)