Chapter 1401 The Demon Race God, Rong Dun
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Ke Ning
There was no other way, Yan Hongyu could only let Wen Cang make a move.
The student status of Zhongzhou College is not ordinary, she will be in big trouble if she refuses to save her.
Not to mention that it also includes direct descendants of the five families and three factions such as Ao Cang and Mi Fei.
Nothing can happen to them.
At least nothing can happen under her nose.
Wen Cang also knew this truth, so he didn't refuse, and his figure flashed into the air.
With a flick of his sleeves, a powerful storm roared out.
The black-armored demon monks who besieged Ao Cang, Mi Fei and the others felt as if they were struck by lightning.
They screamed and fell down, blood spurted wildly, falling from the sky continuously.
Even if they have a weird formation that can bring everyone's strength together.
However, their strength is always limited. Compared with Huashen, the gap is too big.
Wen Cang just shot lightly, and it was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. One by one, the black-armored demon monks fell and were injured, and their formation quickly collapsed.
Without the blessing of the formation, they would no longer be able to compete with the students of Zhongzhou College.
The escaped students were full of anger and murderous intent.
I thought it was a matter of hand, but I almost stumbled.
This face was lost to grandma's house.
Ao Cang, Mi Fei and the others even showed a hideous look.
If they can defeat the demons in front of them, their prestige will reach its peak.
In the end, the boat almost capsized and had to be rescued.
The rhetoric made before has become a joke.
Not to mention how frustrating it is.
"Kill, kill them!"
The injured Ao Cang roared angrily, no matter how he looked at it, he looked desperate.
If you don't kill all these demons today, how will you mess around in the future?
Also, Gou Ri's Gongsunci, isn't it said that the demons have this kind of formation?
Mi Fei's face was even more frosty, and the long sword in her hand was ruthlessly struck, trying to tear the corpse of the demon in front of her into thousands of pieces.
Wen Cang shook his head slightly, these little guys are still too tender.
If you are careless, you will suffer a loss, and you will get revenge afterward.
Forget it, let's help them out.
lest they suffer again.
Suffering again, these little guys will have no face to stay here any longer.
When Wen Cang was about to make a move, a cold snort suddenly came from the air.
The sound was not loud, but it was like thunder, stopping both sides in the battle.
A burly middle-aged man in a black shirt appeared in the sky with his hands behind his back.
He looked ordinary, like an ordinary person.
However, real ordinary people can't appear here.
Wen Cang felt the powerful power contained in this person's body, and immediately looked at this person vigilantly as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Demon Race, Transformation God!"
As soon as these words came out, the monks of the human race suddenly felt their scalps go numb.
So far, is the demon's transformation god finally planning to make a move?
The middle-aged man looked at Wen Cang coldly, and snorted again, this time the voice was louder than before.
As if it exploded in everyone's ears, everyone's face changed drastically.
In their feelings, the middle-aged man has transformed from an ordinary person into a terrifying humanoid Tyrannosaurus.
The terrifying power contained in his body, once it explodes, the whole world will be destroyed by him.
Immediately after the appearance of the Demon God, someone in the Demon Race shouted loudly, "Master Rong Dun, it's Master Rong Dun!"
Then came the continuous cheers of the demons.
"Haha, Master Rong Dun has also made a move. This time we are sure to win."
"Hey, how can a weak human race be the opponent of Master Rong Dun?"
"This time I can have a good time killing, human race, Jie Jie..."
Seeing the cheers of many demons, Wen Cang felt great pressure in his heart.
Could it be, is this Demon Race very powerful?
Wen Cang pointed at Rong Dun and yelled, "Demon Race, don't be rampant! This is Dongzhou, and you won't be allowed to be presumptuous!"
Rong Dun looked away from the Zhongzhou student and stared at Wen Cang, making Wen Cang feel as if he was being watched by a tyrannosaur.
"Weak, despicable human race, damn it!"
Actually using Nascent Soul to bully the alchemy stage, the human race, is as despicable and shameless as the rumors say.
Inferior races should not continue to exist.
The only ones who can exist in this world and dominate the ancestral star are our holy race.
After saying that, a big knife appeared in Rong Dun's hand, shining coldly, and a burst of knife intent broke out, without saying a word, he stabbed Wen Cang.
The light of the saber shot up into the sky, and the powerful saber intent filled the air, like a cold wind blowing, which made the faces of the monks of the race change wildly.
With this knife, the entire Huangcheng will cease to exist.
Wen Cang's face changed again, the opponent's realm was lower than his, but the strength he had exploded made him feel threatened.
Wen Cang quickly sacrificed his weapon, a small tower.
With the infusion of spiritual power, a ray of light shot out from the top of the seven-story pagoda and collided fiercely with Rong Dun's saber light.
With a bang, the sky and the earth trembled, as if a magnitude [-] earthquake had occurred in Huangcheng, countless formations were instantly shattered and destroyed, causing another explosion.
Countless monks spurted blood and were injured in the shock wave of the two's attacks.
Yan Hongyu's scalp was numb, and the power of transforming gods was even more terrifying than imagined.
If it goes on like this, it won't take long, after a few more rounds, Huangcheng is estimated to be in ruins.
Of course, it's not easy for the human race, and it's about the same for the demon race.
The closest Black-armored Demon Clan cultivators spurted blood, and another batch fell.
Only about one-third of them can stand.
That is to say, Rong Dun also killed many of his own people by the way.
However, the two sides also know their own strength. If they fight within this range, before the fight is over, their own people will die first.
Therefore, the two sides have a tacit understanding to pull the battlefield farther away and disappear from everyone's sight.
Both the human race and the demon race could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Transformation God is too scary to be offended.
Ao Cang's voice sounded again, "Kill, take the opportunity to kill these demons."
There are about one-third of the Black-armored Demon monks left, and almost everyone is injured. This is an excellent opportunity.
Although the Zhongzhou students were also injured in the impact just now, they hated the demons in front of them so much that they couldn't get over their hearts if they didn't kill them.
"kill!"
Mi Fei took the lead, raising her long sword and was about to strike.
But at this moment, another voice said, "Oh, I can't let you kill all our black-armored holy guards, otherwise, how can we explain to the Holy Master..."
The student status of Zhongzhou College is not ordinary, she will be in big trouble if she refuses to save her.
Not to mention that it also includes direct descendants of the five families and three factions such as Ao Cang and Mi Fei.
Nothing can happen to them.
At least nothing can happen under her nose.
Wen Cang also knew this truth, so he didn't refuse, and his figure flashed into the air.
With a flick of his sleeves, a powerful storm roared out.
The black-armored demon monks who besieged Ao Cang, Mi Fei and the others felt as if they were struck by lightning.
They screamed and fell down, blood spurted wildly, falling from the sky continuously.
Even if they have a weird formation that can bring everyone's strength together.
However, their strength is always limited. Compared with Huashen, the gap is too big.
Wen Cang just shot lightly, and it was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. One by one, the black-armored demon monks fell and were injured, and their formation quickly collapsed.
Without the blessing of the formation, they would no longer be able to compete with the students of Zhongzhou College.
The escaped students were full of anger and murderous intent.
I thought it was a matter of hand, but I almost stumbled.
This face was lost to grandma's house.
Ao Cang, Mi Fei and the others even showed a hideous look.
If they can defeat the demons in front of them, their prestige will reach its peak.
In the end, the boat almost capsized and had to be rescued.
The rhetoric made before has become a joke.
Not to mention how frustrating it is.
"Kill, kill them!"
The injured Ao Cang roared angrily, no matter how he looked at it, he looked desperate.
If you don't kill all these demons today, how will you mess around in the future?
Also, Gou Ri's Gongsunci, isn't it said that the demons have this kind of formation?
Mi Fei's face was even more frosty, and the long sword in her hand was ruthlessly struck, trying to tear the corpse of the demon in front of her into thousands of pieces.
Wen Cang shook his head slightly, these little guys are still too tender.
If you are careless, you will suffer a loss, and you will get revenge afterward.
Forget it, let's help them out.
lest they suffer again.
Suffering again, these little guys will have no face to stay here any longer.
When Wen Cang was about to make a move, a cold snort suddenly came from the air.
The sound was not loud, but it was like thunder, stopping both sides in the battle.
A burly middle-aged man in a black shirt appeared in the sky with his hands behind his back.
He looked ordinary, like an ordinary person.
However, real ordinary people can't appear here.
Wen Cang felt the powerful power contained in this person's body, and immediately looked at this person vigilantly as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Demon Race, Transformation God!"
As soon as these words came out, the monks of the human race suddenly felt their scalps go numb.
So far, is the demon's transformation god finally planning to make a move?
The middle-aged man looked at Wen Cang coldly, and snorted again, this time the voice was louder than before.
As if it exploded in everyone's ears, everyone's face changed drastically.
In their feelings, the middle-aged man has transformed from an ordinary person into a terrifying humanoid Tyrannosaurus.
The terrifying power contained in his body, once it explodes, the whole world will be destroyed by him.
Immediately after the appearance of the Demon God, someone in the Demon Race shouted loudly, "Master Rong Dun, it's Master Rong Dun!"
Then came the continuous cheers of the demons.
"Haha, Master Rong Dun has also made a move. This time we are sure to win."
"Hey, how can a weak human race be the opponent of Master Rong Dun?"
"This time I can have a good time killing, human race, Jie Jie..."
Seeing the cheers of many demons, Wen Cang felt great pressure in his heart.
Could it be, is this Demon Race very powerful?
Wen Cang pointed at Rong Dun and yelled, "Demon Race, don't be rampant! This is Dongzhou, and you won't be allowed to be presumptuous!"
Rong Dun looked away from the Zhongzhou student and stared at Wen Cang, making Wen Cang feel as if he was being watched by a tyrannosaur.
"Weak, despicable human race, damn it!"
Actually using Nascent Soul to bully the alchemy stage, the human race, is as despicable and shameless as the rumors say.
Inferior races should not continue to exist.
The only ones who can exist in this world and dominate the ancestral star are our holy race.
After saying that, a big knife appeared in Rong Dun's hand, shining coldly, and a burst of knife intent broke out, without saying a word, he stabbed Wen Cang.
The light of the saber shot up into the sky, and the powerful saber intent filled the air, like a cold wind blowing, which made the faces of the monks of the race change wildly.
With this knife, the entire Huangcheng will cease to exist.
Wen Cang's face changed again, the opponent's realm was lower than his, but the strength he had exploded made him feel threatened.
Wen Cang quickly sacrificed his weapon, a small tower.
With the infusion of spiritual power, a ray of light shot out from the top of the seven-story pagoda and collided fiercely with Rong Dun's saber light.
With a bang, the sky and the earth trembled, as if a magnitude [-] earthquake had occurred in Huangcheng, countless formations were instantly shattered and destroyed, causing another explosion.
Countless monks spurted blood and were injured in the shock wave of the two's attacks.
Yan Hongyu's scalp was numb, and the power of transforming gods was even more terrifying than imagined.
If it goes on like this, it won't take long, after a few more rounds, Huangcheng is estimated to be in ruins.
Of course, it's not easy for the human race, and it's about the same for the demon race.
The closest Black-armored Demon Clan cultivators spurted blood, and another batch fell.
Only about one-third of them can stand.
That is to say, Rong Dun also killed many of his own people by the way.
However, the two sides also know their own strength. If they fight within this range, before the fight is over, their own people will die first.
Therefore, the two sides have a tacit understanding to pull the battlefield farther away and disappear from everyone's sight.
Both the human race and the demon race could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Transformation God is too scary to be offended.
Ao Cang's voice sounded again, "Kill, take the opportunity to kill these demons."
There are about one-third of the Black-armored Demon monks left, and almost everyone is injured. This is an excellent opportunity.
Although the Zhongzhou students were also injured in the impact just now, they hated the demons in front of them so much that they couldn't get over their hearts if they didn't kill them.
"kill!"
Mi Fei took the lead, raising her long sword and was about to strike.
But at this moment, another voice said, "Oh, I can't let you kill all our black-armored holy guards, otherwise, how can we explain to the Holy Master..."
