Chapter 878: Conquer Yanlong

"Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid."

Realizing that Ling Xiaoxiao was worried, Feng Wuchen smiled at Ling Xiaoxiao slightly.

Only Feng Wuchen had no fear in the audience, and everyone else was panicked to the extreme.

"This person's cultivation base is more terrifying than the demon elder! No, his aura is as terrifying as the demon blood demon, he has hidden his cultivation base! He is a realm that transforms the ninth level of the gods!" Leng Yunkong I became more and more frightened, cold sweat broke out, and my face was pale, and my body couldn't help shaking.

What came out of the crack was a middle-aged man who looked young, but from this person's terrifying cultivation, it can be seen that he must be an old monster.

The person here is not someone else, but the Yanlong under the evil dragon god!

When Yanlong went to the station, the God King’s Temple was deadly silent, and no one dared to speak or move.

"Yanlong, long time no see." Looking at Yanlong, Feng Wuchen smiled slightly.

"Humph!" Yanlong snorted slightly, just glanced at Feng Wuchen.

"Leng Yunkong, remember, two months later, the Dragon God Alliance will definitely destroy your God King Temple!" Feng Wuchen sneered slightly.

When the words were over, Feng Wuchen took Ling Xiaoxiao's jade hand and flew away, and Yanlong slowly followed.

Yanlong naturally knew that Feng Wuchen was only using him to shake the Temple of the King of Gods.

As soon as Feng Wuchen and the three of them left, everyone in the God King Temple breathed a sigh of relief, one after another panting. I didn't know how scared they were just now, and they all held their breath.

"Yanlong? Who is he? It's terrible!" Ye Qianshui said in terror, his old face extremely pale.

"He is as terrifying as the blood demon at the ninth peak of the Transformed Divine Realm." Leng Yunkong said in horror, and his words trembled.

"Hall Master, report to the Great Elder of the Demon Race." Cang Yun panicked.

Feng Wuchen summoned such a terrifying powerhouse, and it was as easy as squeezing the ant to death.

No wonder Feng Wuchen dared to be so arrogant.

The Temple of the God King is not backed by the demons, and they have no sense of security at all.

......

After leaving the Temple of the God King, Feng Wuchen remained silent, as if Yanlong did not exist.

In the end, Yanlong couldn't help but speak, and said in a deep voice: "Smelly boy, don't you plan to explain to me?"

"What explanation do you want?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile, and then looked back at the ugly Yanlong.

Yanlong is a subordinate of the evil dragon god, with terrifying strength, but Feng Wuchen is not afraid.

"What is your intention to summon me?" Yanlong asked in a deep voice, his eyes filled with fierceness, and he looked like he wanted to extinguish the wind.

Feng Wuchen can forcibly summon Yanlong, which shows that Feng Wuchen has the ability to control him.

As a ninth peak of the transformation of the gods, how could Yanlong be willing to be controlled by Feng Wuchen?

"I heard that you and the Demon Gorefiend were fighting against the Dragon Clan, is that right?" Feng Wuchen asked, his voice a little cold.

"Huh! If it weren't for the six dragon elders to seal the master with their hands, how could Long Tianzhan sit as the patriarch of the dragon? The master would not fall because of this!" Yan Longsen said coldly, full of hatred for the dragon.

"Smelly boy, don't think that you can control me by gaining the master's inheritance. If it weren't for your master's shadow, I would have killed you!" Yanlong threatened.

"What? Brother Feng has obtained the inheritance of the Evil Dragon God? How could this be possible!" Ling Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly shook, his eyes enlarged to the extreme, and he looked at Feng Wuchen in disbelief.

Shocked! Extremely shocked!

Feng Wuchen actually obtained the inheritance of the evil dragon god, which Ling Xiaoxiao never expected.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen's face sank, and he coldly shouted: "You and the Demon Race together, you simply lose the face of the Evil Dragon God!"

Hearing this, the evil dragon's expression was shocked.

"How powerful and proud the Evil Dragon God is. As a subordinate of the Evil Dragon God, you have colluded with the Demon Race. Are you worthy of the Evil Dragon God's cultivation? Are you worthy of the Evil Dragon God?" Feng Wuchen reprimanded, not at all. give face.

In this world, I am afraid that only Feng Wuchen would dare to reprimand the evil dragon **** like this.

"Lord...people..." The Evil Dragon God stared at Feng Wuchen, as if he had seen the Evil Dragon God.

In Yanlong's mind, the scene of the evil dragon **** reprimanding him appeared, and his memory was still fresh.

Recalling the memories of the past, Yanlong's eyes were moist, and strong thoughts surged in his heart.

"Do you still know that the Evil Dragon God is your master? Are you worthy? If the Evil Dragon God is still alive and knowing that you are in collusion with the Demon Race, how does he feel?" Feng Wuchen scolded.

"Brother Feng." Worried that it would irritate the Evil Dragon God, Ling Xiaoxiao pulled Feng Wuchen's sleeves and shouted in a low voice.

"Master... your subordinates miss you..." Yan Long said sadly, tears rolling down unconvincingly.

"Yanlong has followed the Evil Dragon God for many years, and he has the same temperament as the Evil Dragon God. He must be subdued. It seems that the Evil Dragon God must be used to suppress him." Feng Wuchen frowned and secretly said.

Yanlong is full of hatred for the dragon race, if you do not control it, I am afraid that it will be used by the demons in the future.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuchen used the Evil Dragon God's Secret Technique to condense his capacity on his palm, and then pressed it to the center of the Evil Dragon God's eyebrows.

In the next second, in the heart of the Evil Dragon God, the figure of the Evil Dragon God appeared, with a monstrous aura covering the entire mood of the Yan Dragon.

"Master! Master!" At the moment when he saw the evil dragon god, the flame dragon was shocked, his heart was ecstatic, and he wept with joy, and immediately knelt down and kowtow: "The flame dragon pays homage to the master!"

"Yanlong, you disappointed me too much." The Evil Dragon God said indifferently. No matter his aura or expression, or the Evil Dragon God's arrogance and dignity, Feng Wuchen displayed vividly.

The evil dragon **** in front of him is a dust-free and easy-to-face.

"Master, you have misunderstood. The subordinates wanted to avenge the master and didn't want Long Tianzhan to be too strong. The subordinates had no choice but to join forces with the Gorefiend instead of colluding with the demons. The words of the master, Yanlong always remembered." Yanlong's panic explanation.

"Yanlong, everything in this seat has been given to Feng Wuchen, this seat has no chance to break through the heavens, and can only be handed over to Feng Wuchen to fulfill this seat's wish, let go of hatred, and wholeheartedly assist Feng Wuchen to fulfill this wish. , This is the last command this seat gives you, don’t let this seat down again.” Evil Dragon God said proudly.

"Yes! Yanlong takes the decree!" Yanlong respectfully takes his orders.

"From now on, Feng Wuchen will be your master. Seeing Feng Wuchen is like seeing this seat." Evil Dragon God said.

"Yes!" Yanlong replied respectfully, without hesitation.

"The Demon Lord is about to break the seal. You take the Evil Dragon Order and Feng Wuchen to rescue Yan Soul and Yan Huo, summon this subordinate general to help Feng Wuchen destroy the demons, unify the mainland, and fulfill your wish." The evil dragon **** waved his hand, and a black token engraved with "evil" flew towards Yanlong.

"Master, the second and third brothers are still alive?" Yan Long asked overjoyed.

"They still have a trace of remnant souls, and Feng Wuchen can bring them back to life! Go, fulfill the wish of this seat." The figure of the evil dragon **** slowly illusory.

"Yes! The subordinates must fulfill their wishes for the master." Yanlong said in grief, watching the slowly disappearing figure of the evil dragon god, Yanlong cried out reluctantly: "Master! Master..."