The moment they saw the young man in white appear, everyone in the room couldn't help but stand up straight and look around.
"You actually dare to come here. What does Mo Wangchen rely on?"
Some people couldn't help but say, the Demonic Dragon Clan is a place where ancient king-level powerful men are stationed.
With Mo Wangchen's current cultivation level, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to deal with an ancient god-level power, right?
"Mo Wangchen's biggest reliance should be the true secret of the formation..."
"He seems to have come across from the far sky, and he has only arrived here now. In other words, he has not laid out the true secrets of the formation in secret at all, but he is still here. Is it true that the God King's body is so powerful that he has no fear of the powerful quasi-god?
Is it done?"
Many people frowned and were puzzled. No matter how they thought about it, they all thought that Mo Wangchen's trip was too risky.
The human god king's body is too great a threat to the ancient clan, and now it has a deep grudge with the demon dragon clan. The demon dragon king vows to kill Mo Wangchen, otherwise he will be allowed to continue to grow, which will be harmful to the future demons.
The Dragon Clan must be a huge hidden danger.
I thought that Mo Wangchen would be fully prepared when he arrived, but I never expected that he would just show up.
"Brother Mo!"
Qing Dizi, with a dozen or so demigod realm experts behind him, came forward to greet them.
"How is Brother Mu? Is there any news?" Mo Wangchen asked.
Qing Dizi shook his head, "I've been here for almost two days, and no one has come in or out of the Demonic Dragon Clan. But thinking about it, Brother Mu probably hasn't had any accidents yet."
"Luoyue Immortal Palace is almost destroyed, and the mountain gate is completely destroyed. This happened all because of me. I owe Brother Mu this, and I must rescue him no matter what this time." Mo Wangchen said.
"Whatever Brother Mo plans to do, our Qingwu Alliance will fully cooperate." Qingdizi nodded. He also has a very good relationship with Mu Xi. Now that the other party is in trouble, it is naturally impossible to ignore him.
"Need not."
Mo Wangchen smiled and said, "Brother Qing just needs to watch carefully. Today, we are only trying to save people. If we don't have to fight, there is no need to make sacrifices in vain."
Hearing this, Qing Dizi was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "The Demon Dragon Clan will not let people go so easily. The reason why they captured Brother Mu was to attract Brother Mo to appear..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Wangchen had already walked out and arrived in front of the demon dragon clan, "Demon Dragon King, I'm already here, where is Brother Mu?"
"Don't forget Chen, you even picked me as the demon dragon tribe's helmsman. The emperor is even more jealous of your hand. You actually dare to come here today. You are really arrogant!"
Just when Mo Wangchen's voice just fell, a cold shout suddenly came out from within the Demonic Dragon Clan. The next moment, a dozen terrifying auras erupted within it, and then a dozen old men were seen flying through it.
And out.
These are all powerful men from the Demonic Dragon Clan, who have reached the semi-god level. Now their eyes are completely focused on Mo Wangchen, and murderous intent bursts out.
"Let your ancestors come out to see me."
Mo Wangchen stood on the spot and said in a very calm voice.
"Arrogant, unless your father Ji Yihao is reborn, what qualifications do you have to let the ancestor king come out? You don't know that you are about to die, and you still want to save people? Today is the day of your death!" A demigod from the Demonic Dragon Tribe!
The powerful man sneered.
"Bang!"
However, as soon as his voice fell, a huge magic halberd appeared in Mo Wangchen's hand. It was the demon dragon magic halberd that he got when he killed the incarnation of the ancient demon dragon king not long ago.
The halberd blade was surrounded by purple-black demonic energy, and it was sharp and threatening. Mo Wangchen didn't say anything, and stabbed out with the halberd.
In an instant, the world changed, and the infinite power of the great avenue surged. The speed of this halberd was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it pierced the head of a strong man from the Demonic Dragon Clan and killed him on the spot without even a scream.
Can be issued.
"Be bold!"
This scene is long, but it only happened in just two breaths. When everyone reacted, the dozen or so strong men in the demigod realm were furious. One of them shouted coldly, "Don't forget Chen, are you serious?"
He is so arrogant that he dares to kill people!"
"Can you please stop talking nonsense and let the Ancient Demon Dragon King come out to see me? Otherwise, I will kill you all today." Mo Wangchen stood with a halberd in his hand, his eyes very indifferent.
Everyone around was surprised. The God King's body was too powerful. Even when he came to the gate of the Demon Dragon Clan, he was still so powerful and domineering. He shot directly and killed one person.
"The Demonic Dragon Demonic Halberd, this is the demonic weapon that the Demonic Dragon Ancestor Kings have used to kill all their lives. As expected, it fell into the hands of Mo Wangchen."
"He came alone and still showed no weakness. He took action directly and killed one person. What kind of unknown trump card did he have?"
Everyone was talking a lot, and they couldn't help but retreat a long distance away. Mo Wangchen's strength made the atmosphere of the scene much more tense, as if a world-shattering battle was about to happen.
"Kill him for me!"
In the direction of the Demonic Dragon Clan, an old man shouted angrily, and then he took the lead in rushing up into the sky, followed by others. In the blink of an eye, their bodies scattered in all directions, surrounding Mo Wangchen.
"You are arrogant and invincible. You even dare to break into the land of our Demonic Dragon Clan. Let me see who can save you today!"
A dozen strong men in the demigod realm, this kind of lineup, if you look at the past, is enough to destroy any holy land, no one dares to underestimate them.
"Among these dozen people, three are masters who have entered the demigod realm nine hundred years ago. They are much more powerful than other demigod realm figures in the world. Now that more than a dozen people are taking action together, don't forget
Chen, I’m afraid it’s not easy to deal with either, right?”
"In the past, Mo Wangchen even picked up the demon dragon tribe and killed one or two strong demigods every time. This time he has to deal with more than a dozen people at a time, and three of them were killed nine hundred years ago.
Can he really be able to deal with a master who has proven to be a demigod?"
Everyone was talking a lot, and they stepped back a little bit again, as if they were afraid of being affected by the upcoming war.
"Formation! Nine Nether Demonic Dragons!"
From high in the sky, an angry shout came, and in an instant, a large area of purple-black demonic energy filled the air from the dozen or so demigod-level experts who surrounded Mo Wangchen.
"roar!"
When those demonic auras were completely intertwined together, the whole world darkened at this moment. The roars of giant dragons reached my ears and reverberated. In an instant, the purple-black demonic auras all over the sky turned into ten forms.
Several huge black dragons, with scarlet eyes like the eyes of death, stared at Mo Wangchen.
"kill!"
A dozen strong men in the demigod realm shouted together, their voices fell, and then they saw the dozen demon dragons roaring again, swooping down with Mo Wangchen as the center.
The roar of the demonic dragon was earth-shattering, shattering a mountain not far away and causing it to collapse entirely.
Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, more than a dozen demonic dragons were lying on the ground. As they moved, they spit out black flames from their mouths. The dense black flame enveloped the sky, causing the temperature in the entire venue to rise to an extremely high level in an instant.
the point.
"Boom boom boom..."
The black flames seemed to have evaporated everything, and even the void was burned out wherever it passed. Like the divine fire of the Nine Heavens, it covered the top of Mo Wangchen's head, leaving him with nowhere to hide.