Chapter 1074: Maura Venerable

"Feng Wuchen! He is the Demon Venerable Maura I said!"

The appearance of the old man made Motian roar in vain.

"This person's strength is so terrifying, his breath has already approached the demon." Yanlong Shen frowned, never seeing this person.

Feng Wuchen looked at the old man and said with a sneer: "You are Venerable Demon Luo, your strength is not much weaker than Demon Lord."

"Feng Wuchen, you are very smart, and you know to force me out." Mo Luo smiled slightly, and stroked his beard smoothly, very calmly.

Even if the cultivation base is not as good as Feng Wuchen, Mo Luo is not afraid at all, not even the slightest panic.

"Yin and Yang Heavenly Soul, do you think I will believe you or believe in the devil?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer, his dark eyes gleaming with murderous aura.

Feng Wuchen said fiercely: "I don't care about the people of the Yin and Yang family, but if the elves are destroyed in your hands, you have to take your blood to pay homage!"

"Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, I really misunderstood you. I thought you were different from other members of the Yin-Yang family. I didn't expect you to be more ferocious than them, even your own tribe, and your parents, you are a beast! "Ling Xiaoxiao cursed angrily.

"Xiaoxiao, it's not what you think." Yin Yang Tianhun quickly explained, but Ling Xiaoxiao didn't give him a chance to explain.

"You don't have to say any more! I won't believe you." Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly.

"There are countless beauties in the world, why should you devote yourself to this saint of the Raksha tribe?" Mo Luo smiled.

Yin Yang Tianhun's face is extremely ugly, his fists are clenched, and he looks extremely unwilling.

Now that things were revealed, the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul had lost the trust Ling Xiaoxiao had in him, and it was irretrievable.

"Feng Wuchen! I can't spare you!" Yin Yang Tianhun said angrily, his determination to kill Feng Wuchen became stronger.

But it's a pity that Yin Yang Heavenly Soul is not Feng Wuchen's opponent at all.

"The whole clan of the elves are destroyed! Did you do it? Answer me!" Feng Wuchen shouted coldly, and the murderous intent rushed out wildly.

"What about it? What about it?" Mo Luo smiled slightly, looking at Feng Wuchen without fear.

"Yes, you have to die!" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, the terrifying force urged it out, and he exploded without hesitation, with a mighty momentum.

"Let's go!" Mo Luo suddenly shouted, and with a wave of his hand, the figures of Yin Yang Heavenly Soul and Mo Tian turned into a black room and disappeared.

"Humph!" Yanlong snorted coldly, and pursued immediately.

"Can you escape?" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, the power of time urged, the figure appeared in front of Mo Luo, and the power of terror trapped him.

"broken!"

Mo Luo had already made preparations. At the moment when he was trapped by the power of time, he roared in vain, and a terrifying force burst out to break the power of time.

"The wind is clean, the old man has also gained the power of the true gods, it is not so easy to trap the old man!" Mo Luo shouted, surging wildly for the teacher, and the destructive air wave swept like a storm.

"Sure enough, some ability." Feng Wuchen sneered, but he didn't put Mo Luo in his eyes.

"Feng Wuchen, this venerable is not your opponent for the time being. Once the old man has completely refined the blood of the Eastern Emperor and stepped into the true gods, he will attack you today. The venerable will not forgive you!" Mo Luo shouted angrily.

"Do you think I will give you a chance to break through the real god?" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, and the danger must be resolved immediately.

"You still can't stop this sage!" Mo Luo believed in himself, an air of pride spread.

"Heavenly Devil Blood Escape!" Mo Luo folded his hands together, and immediately shouted, his figure turned into a ray of blood and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Space transfer!" Feng Wuchen immediately urged the dragon soul to prevent Mo Luo from escaping.

"Huh? Disappeared." Feng Wuchen was slightly surprised, and Mo Luo was no longer visible.

"call out!"

At this time, Yanlong came back and respectfully said: "Master, Yin Yang Heavenly Soul and Demon Heaven have disappeared, and I can't feel their breath."

"They should have hidden in another space." Feng Wuchen frowned.

Yanlong solemnly said: "Master, this Mo Luo is not simple. His cultivation is close to that of the Demon Lord. The blood of the Eastern Emperor is in his hands, I am afraid that he will soon be able to break through the true god."

"Mo Luo is indeed not simple, he also has the blood power of the Demon Race, which means that Mo Luo is related to the Demon Lord, and the Dragon patriarch may know Mo Luo as a person." Feng Wuchen nodded slightly.

"Brother Feng, we will go to the Dragon Race now." Ling Xiaoxiao said quickly.

"Yanlong, they ordered Longcan to search for Mo Luo's whereabouts with all their strength, and they must find him before he breaks through the realm of the true gods. The existence of this person is even more terrifying than the threat of Demon Lord." Feng Wuchen solemnly said.

"Yes!" Yanlong respectfully took his orders, and immediately disappeared.

Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao then went to the Dragon Race.

......

Somewhere in a mysterious space.

Mo Luo appeared, and a sneer appeared on his old face.

"Feng Wuchen, the venerable person is not as stupid as Demon Lord." Mo Luo sneered. The reason why he was so calm in front of Feng Wuchen was also because the blood of the demon escaped.

Such a powerful body technique, Feng Wuchen could not stop it.

"The devil is too conceited, if he kills you all at the beginning, he won't end up like this, too indulgence, killing himself." Mo Luo sneered.

"It seems that you are not sure to deal with Feng Wuchen either." Yin Yang Tian Hun Sen said coldly.

"Feng Wuchen's cultivation base is already close to the true **** realm. It is considered a semi-true **** realm cultivation base. With the old man's current strength, it is indeed not his opponent." Mo Luo knew himself well.

After a pause, Mo Luo continued: "But we have the blood of the Eastern Emperor. It's not difficult for the old man to break through the realm of the true gods. Isn't it easy to deal with Feng Wuchen?"

"Huh! It sounds like you are not arrogant? My father has never despised Feng Wuchen, but he takes it very seriously, but you are underestimating Feng Wuchen. My father has the new power bred by Primordial Power and cannot fight Feng Wuchen. , Let alone your strength." Mo Tiansen said coldly, with disdain in his eyes.

"No matter how strong Feng Wuchen is, can it beat the True God Realm?" Mo Luo disdained.

"Feng Wuchen's talent is much stronger than you, Venerable Moluo, I heard that Feng Wuchen also possesses divine power and absorbs Primordial power. Do you think he can't break through the realm of true gods?" Motian sneered, even more disdainful.

Mo Luo's old face became extremely gloomy, staring fiercely at Mo Tian, ​​wishing to slap Mo Tian to death.

"Don't look at me like this, you won't kill me, only I know the law of soul curse. If you want to have an immortal body, you have to rely on me." Motian said coldly and proudly, without fear.

Hearing this, Yin Yang Tianhun grinned fiercely and walked towards the magic sky step by step, saying: "You are right, we still have to rely on you. Now is the time."

"You...what do you want to do?" Motian was shocked and asked in horror when he saw Yin Yang Heavenly Soul walking step by step.