Chapter 1076

"Fuck him, scare me."

"Bastard! Who are you? Get out of here, I promise not to kill you!"

"To use a dead person to scare people! Don't catch you for me, or I will chop you into meat sauce!"

The auction guards scolded furiously.

"Hey, he's not dead, he's still alive, and the bones of his hands and feet have been crushed to pieces." A guard suddenly said, trembling with fright at the horror of Mo Tian.

"It's really alive, isn't it too miserable? What bad thing did he do? Did he ruin other people's wives? Make people tortured like this?" Another guard said in horror, looking at the horrific devil, sweating coldly behind his back. Take it straight.

"The person who shot it is too ruthless!" Another guard trembled, looking at Mo Tian's tragic state, as if it happened to him.

Mo Tian was lying in pain at the entrance of the auction, unable to move, the blood had already dyed the ground red.

The pain almost made Motian unconscious, but he forced himself to stay awake.

With such a serious injury, once he passed out of a coma, he would never be able to wake up in this life.

There is a kind of pain called looking at it hurts.

"What's so noisy?" At this time, an elder came out and scolded the guard.

"Qi report to the third elder, I don't know who it is, and in vain threw a seriously injured person at the entrance of our auction. The bones of this person's hands and feet were crushed, very miserable." A guard hurriedly reported respectfully.

"Oh? What else?" Third Elder Nie Fengyun said in shock, and hurriedly stepped forward to take a look.

"How could he survive so badly? Wait..." Nie Fengyun looked at it, his old face suddenly changed, his eyes widened and he stared at Motian.

"Third Elder, I feel that this guy is a little familiar." A guard said, the more he looked at Motian, the more familiar he felt.

"You...you are the young master of the Demon Race, Mo Tian!" After a moment of shock, Nie Fengyun exclaimed in vain.

"What? Demon Heaven? Is he Demon Heaven?" Several guards were shocked.

"That's right! It's him! He's the devil, I'm just saying it looks familiar." A guard said with certainty.

The devil lying on the ground, with a pale face, revealed a miserable smile.

On the street, the people coming and going were all disturbed.

"It's really the Young Master of the Demon Race!"

"Retribution! Retribution! The demons were destroyed, and he was the only one who escaped, but unexpectedly ended up like this!"

"Three elders, kill him!"

The crowd shouted and shouted in disgust.

Hearing the shouting and scolding of the crowd, Mo Tian's heart was full of despair.

"It really is retribution." Mo Tian smiled bitterly in his heart.

Everyone in the mainland hates the Demon Race to the core. As long as they belong to the Demon Race, they can't wait to smash them into tens of thousands of pieces.

"Magic Heaven, you can fend for yourself." Above the sky, Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul sneered, confirming the fate of Demon Heaven, and Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul flashed away.

"You bastard! The demons killed my whole family, and I killed you! Avenge them!" One of them roared in vain, and wanted to slam into the devil with a palm.

"Stop!" Nie Fengyun hurriedly stopped him and said, "Even though Mo Tian said he deserved his sin and deserved death, we can't kill him now. The leader of the alliance has been tracking the whereabouts of this person. Although he doesn't know who sent it, but since he found out When the devil is over, you have to report to the leader."

"That's right, hand him over to the leader of the alliance!" Everyone agreed.

Feng Wuchen has saved countless lives in the mainland, and is the savior of the mainland. Everyone can say that Feng Wuchen is regarded as a god.

Now that Nie Fengyun raised his opinion, no one dared to object.

Nie Fengyun did not dare to neglect, and immediately rushed to the Dragon Temple with the seriously injured Mo Tian.

"Who is coming?" One of the guards of the Dragon Temple intercepted.

"Nie Fengyun at the auction, asking to see the leader of the alliance immediately, the young master of the Demon Race, Mo Tian, ​​has been captured." Nie Fengyun reported respectfully.

"Third Elder, please." The guard immediately stepped back.

"Report to the hall master, Mo Tian has been captured by the third elders of the auction." Another guard rushed to the hall to report.

"Motian?" Feng Wuchen was slightly startled and frowned, "Isn't Motian with Yinyang Tianshun and the others? How did the three elders capture it?"

"Brother Feng, let's go out and have a look." Liu Qingyang said quickly.

When Feng Wuchen came to the outside of the main hall and saw the devilish heaven beside Nie Fengyun, they were all taken aback.

"Alliance leader, this old man has already given him a healing pill." Nie Fengyun reported respectfully.

"Who made such a ruthless attack to actually smash the hands, feet and bones of this beast!" Bai Mie looked horrified.

"This has become a waste! Who the hell did it? I have to thank him!" Liu Qingyang said with relief.

"The person who has done all the bad things will end up like him."

"You deserve to be dead!"

"Palace Master, kill him! Completely destroy the Demon Race!"

"That's right! This beast should be killed!"

Everyone in the Dragon God Temple scolded angrily.

"It should be the soul of Yin-Yang Heaven." Ling Xiaoxiao said, and turned her head to the side after only one glance. The appearance of Motian was so miserable that she didn't dare to look at it.

Feng Wuchen looked at Motian with an expressionless face. He didn't know how much pain and torture Motian had endured, let alone how Motian survived.

"Feng Wuchen, if you want to kill or cut, please do it, I know I won't survive today, so kill me." Mo Tian struggled, his pale face squeezed out a miserable smile.

Today's Demon Sky is like a mouse crossing the street, everyone shouting and killing.

"I won't kill you." Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, looking at the tragic Demon Sky.

"Am I not even qualified to die in your hands?" Mo Tian laughed at himself.

"You are the young master of the demon clan, the strongest genius of the demon clan, of course you are qualified, I can't understand how much pain and insult you have endured to keep you up to this point, but your eyes tell me that you are very unwilling, You don't want to die." Feng Wuchen said lightly.

Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Mo Tian was shocked, and a strong grief surged into his heart.

In the mouths of others, all Motian heard was insults and insults, shouting and killing, which made him feel hopeless.

But in Feng Wuchen's mouth, what Motian heard was pity.

Mo Tian's eyes were wet, tears of disappointment slipped down, and the still suppressed sadness and aggrieved emotions flooded into his heart instantly.

"Feng Wuchen, help me!" Mo Tian choked up, his scarlet eyes filled with hatred, and roared: "I want revenge! I want revenge! I'm not willing to be insulted by the shameless villain Yin Yang Tianhun, I want to take revenge! His corpse is broken into pieces! I want to make his soul fly away!"

The images of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul brutally torturing him kept appearing in his mind. Motian's eyes were full of hatred, and he frantically vented the grief and anger in his heart.

Seeing Mo Tian with this face, Liu Qingyang and the others were all silent. They didn't know how much pain and humiliation Mo Tian had endured, but they could guess a little.

Looking at Motian with pleading eyes, Feng Wuchen said, "I'll help you." (To be continued)