Chapter 975: Meet Mo Linger again

Dragon Temple set off a wave of refining.

Tian Xianzi and other alchemists were not to be outdone, and joined the alchemy team.

Refining alchemy by refining tools has formed rivals, competing with each other.

The soldiers of the Dragon Temple are practicing in retreat to prepare for the battle.

"Feng Wuchen will be a god-like leader." Seeing Feng Wuchen's orderly orders, his mighty aura, Kuang Leopard secretly marveled.

Just such a few words can arouse the will of everyone in the Dragon Temple and make everyone full of power.

At this moment, the Dragon God Temple can be said to have gathered the most powerful refiner and alchemist in the mainland, batch after batch of immortal artifacts and pill refining, with extremely high output and amazing speed.

Thanks to Feng Wuchen's guidance and teaching, the refiners and alchemists can have the realm they are today.

In just a few days, Feng Wuchen alone produced more than a hundred immortal artifacts and hundreds of spiritual artifacts. Unfortunately, the immortal spirit stones were exhausted, otherwise hundreds of immortal artifacts would not be a problem at all.

In addition to the powerful refiners such as Chi Yuan and Zhang Wuhun, the number of immortal artifacts is as high as 153 pieces and more than 600 spiritual artifacts, which is definitely a number that I am afraid.

Not to mention the pill. In just a few days, more than 700 pills of healing pill and healing pill were refined.

However, these are far from enough. The number of Dragon God Alliance has surpassed tens of thousands, and it is simply not enough.

The refining of alchemy must continue.

However, on this day, a figure familiar to Feng Wuchen and everyone in the Dragon Temple appeared above the palace.

The person who came was a woman, exuding a terrifying evil aura, with a very high cultivation base, a realm that transformed the realm of the gods.

"Hall Master! Mo...Mo Ling'er! It's Mo Ling'er!" a soldier shouted in shock.

The person here is Mo Linger, who has long disappeared!

It is a pity that Mo Ling'er now has gone further and further, and is no longer the Mo Ling'er of the Flame Empire.

"It's actually Mo Ling'er! How could this be possible at the second level of the God Transformation Realm!" The Scarlet Emperor was dumbfounded and shocked.

"Her breath is exactly the same as that of the Demon Race. She has become a member of the Demon Race. The Demon Race must attach great importance to her, otherwise it will not help Mo Ling'er improve her cultivation." Chaoshen frowned.

Huan Yangsen said coldly: "She actually dared to come! It's just looking for death!"

A pair of hostile eyes from the Dragon Temple fell on Mo Ling'er.

"Mo Ling'er." Feng Zhengxiong walked out of the hall slowly.

"Uncle Feng, Elder Feng, it's been a long time." Mo Linger said coldly, glancing at Feng Zhengxiong with beautiful eyes.

Feng Zhengxiong sighed softly and said: "I can't think of hearing you call me Uncle Feng. After so many years, can't you let it go?"

"Uncle Feng, what happened back then was only to blame on my Mo family's poor strength, but for killing my father, I had to avenge it. Today, I and Feng Wuchen must have a break." Mo Linger said indifferently.

"Can hatred really make a person so terrible? Mo Ling'er, why are you?" Lin You sighed while looking at Mo Ling'er.

"This is my business with Feng Wuchen, it has nothing to do with you." Mo Ling'er said coldly, still in a frosty, high posture.

Mo Ling'er today is much stronger than in the past, reaching the realm of transforming gods that countless cultivators dream of.

"Hall Master, it's Mo Ling'er." In the Refining Pavilion, Zhang Junlan glanced at Feng Wuchen and said softly.

"You continue to refine the equipment, I'll go out and have a look." Feng Wuchen said calmly, without emotional fluctuations.

Things have passed for too long, Feng Wuchen has completely let go, and he is unwilling to mention the past.

The appearance of Mo Ling'er only surprised Feng Wuchen, without any personal emotions.

The Dragon Temple was silent, and his eyes all looked at the Refining Pavilion.

There, Feng Wuchen was slowly coming out.

Feng Wuchen walked out, looking at Mo Ling'er, calmly said: "Mo Ling'er, long time no see, you have changed a lot."

How could Feng Wuchen fail to see the evil aura exuding from Mo Ling'er?

"It's a fart, isn't it the same high, no one looks at me?" Leng Mucheng said in a low voice with disgust.

Huo Ming sneered in a low voice: "With his dual cultivation base of the Divine Transformation Realm, he wants to seek revenge from the Palace Master? Seeking his own death."

"Shut up!" Chi Huang glared fiercely, so scared that Huo Ming and Leng Mucheng immediately closed their mouths.

"Feng Wuchen, it's time to make a break." Mo Linger said indifferently, staring at Feng Wuchen with cold eyes. The words were only indifferent, without a trace of anger, but they made people feel heart-trembling.

"Let's go, you and I have nothing to do with you anymore. You are no longer the Mo Ling'er I know. The Mo Ling'er I know is dead." Feng Wuchen said flatly.

In Feng Wuchen's heart, the Mo Ling'er who belonged to him had already died in Wushuang City.

Feng Wuchen's words made Mo Ling'er tremble, his eyes flickering slightly, but they also disappeared instantly.

"Between you and me, only one person can live." Mo Linger said coldly.

"I won't fight you. I would advise you to leave the Demon Race this morning." Feng Wuchen turned around and said, after speaking, he wanted to return to the Refining Pavilion.

"I just went to Tiange. I wanted to save your two brothers, so follow me. If you don't come, I'll kill them." Mo Linger said indifferently, before turning around and flying away.

Mo Ling'er is determined to break with Feng Wuchen.

Unfortunately, what Mo Linger didn't know was that Feng Wuchen had now stepped into the third level of God Transformation Realm. With her second level of God Transformation Realm, she was far from Feng Wuchen's opponent.

"Yuan'er and Zhan'er!" Feng Zhengxiong's expression changed drastically.

"What? She captured Big Brother Feng Yuan?" Lin You's expression suddenly changed.

"Despicable and shameless!" Chaoshen gritted his teeth angrily.

Feng Wuchen's face turned gloomy, and he flew after him without hesitation.

"Chen'er! Be careful!" Feng Zhengxiong warned, secretly worried.

"Hall Master! Beware of fraud!" The Red Emperor quickly reminded.

"Let's catch up!" Huan Yang shouted loudly, and wanted to chase it out.

"This is a matter between Brother Feng and Mo Ling'er. Let Brother Feng solve it by himself. Don't mix up." Ling Xiaoxiao's voice came from the mouth of the Nine Layers of Universe Pagoda.

Above the palace, Ling Xiaoxiao and Xiao Qingqing descended slowly.

"Aunt Xiao, Mo Ling'er is already a member of the Demon Race. We are worried that there will be an ambush. If we encounter the Gorefiends, the hall master will be in danger!" Leng Mucheng said anxiously.

"Senior Yanlong will protect Brother Feng." Ling Xiaoxiao said softly.

Xiao Qingqing whispered: "I believe Chen'er will surely be able to fight Fengyuan and Fengyuan. Don't worry, everyone, it's just Mo Linger, how could she become like this now?"

"Hate has caused her to lose her mind, this Mo family girl, there is no turning back." Feng Qianyang shook his head slightly.