Chapter 917: Return

Above the dragon clan space, tens of thousands of feet are covered by a terrifying ripple of energy.
Above the sky, I could not see the Dragon Emperor outside of Feng Wuchen with black wings.
Feng Wuchen's shocking sword, obviously won.
With a shocking sword, Feng Wuchen exhausted all the power of Feng Wuchen. In the fierce battle, the consumption of power was extremely huge.
At the moment, the wind and dust-free face was pale as paper, and his breathing was short.
A terrifying gust of wind rolled away from the energy ripples in vain, dispelling all the energy ripples covering the void.
After a while, the dragon king's figure appeared in everyone's eyes.
"Brother Feng is really ruthless to take action. Fortunately, I will defend in time, otherwise I must be seriously injured." The Dragon Emperor smiled slightly, his complexion a little pale, but the injury was not serious.
At the moment of the crisis, the Dragon Emperor released the suppressing power and condensed the energy shield, which in time blocked Feng Wuchen's sword power.
Seeing that the Dragon Emperor hadn't suffered much harm, Feng Wuchen was secretly shocked, secretly marveling at the strength of the Dragon Emperor.
"It looks like we have a tie." Feng Wuchen smiled slightly.
Hearing this, the Dragon Emperor shook his head and said, "I lost."
As soon as the Dragon Sovereign said this, the younger generation of strong dragon clan's face was immediately stunned.
Long Tianzhan and Solanum Kwai nodded slightly.
"Brother Feng broke through the God Realm because of the baptism of the power of the Protoss. The realm has not yet been consolidated, so I can't exert the most powerful force. Moreover, my realm is above you. Although the power of suppression, the advantage is still there. You can transform the God realm. The first level of cultivation has broken my nine-day star battle, and you have already won." The Dragon Emperor smiled slightly. Although he lost, he did not feel disappointed or sad.
"Is this still my son?" Long Qianyao looked at the dragon emperor high in the sky in astonishment.
"Madam Patriarch, this must be Young Master, can this be fake?" one person replied.
"Really? Who taught him to say this? My son would admit defeat!" Long Qianruo said with a strange expression.
The words of the Dragon Emperor obviously surprised Long Qianruo. This is not the son she usually knows.
Hearing what the Dragon Emperor said, Feng Wuchen himself was shocked.
"If your cultivation base breaks through the second layer of the God Realm, I am not your opponent." The Dragon Emperor shook his head helplessly, which he knew very well.
In a battle with Feng Wuchen, the Dragon Emperor already knew Feng Wuchen's combat effectiveness very well. He just had a realm advantage.
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen smiled helplessly, in short, there was nothing to say.
"The young master actually lost." The young dragons of the dragon clan were disappointed.
But the next words of the Dragon Sovereign could not help shocking the young dragons.
"Fighting is not just to tell the winners and losers, but to enjoy the pleasure of fighting, and to constantly improve yourself, see your shortcomings and weaknesses, before you can win a hundred battles! Win or lose is not important, it is important to be able to fight with the wind A happy battle." Dragon Emperor said with great passion.
"The young master said well." Long Yuntian, the elder, couldn't help but applaud.
Long Tianzhan nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Able to bend and stretch, he is a man of great man! It is indeed the son of my Long Tianzhan and the future of my dragon clan."
"Young Master! Young Master!" All the powerful young dragons cheered.
At the end of the war, Feng Wuchen and Dragon Emperor descended, and both took the healing pill and the pill to restore the true essence.
"Brother Feng, how could your martial soul be the golden dragon seal of your ancestors?" the Dragon Emperor asked curiously, looking at Feng Wuchen.
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen shook his head and said, "I don't know this too well."
"The wind brothers are descendants of the gods, and it is not surprising to have the golden dragon seal." Dragon Kwai said lightly.
"call out!"
At this moment, a figure appeared out of thin air.
"Yanlong!" Long Tianzhan frowned slightly, his face slightly gloomy.
Long Jian and other strong dragons all became vigilant, full of hostility towards Yanlong.
"Yanlong, what are you doing?" Long Huangsen asked coldly, his eyes full of fierceness.
"Don't worry everyone, Yanlong is now my ally." Feng Wuchen said quickly.
"Allies?" Long Tianzhan and others were shocked at the same time.
"Brother Feng, you must not believe him, he is not a good person! He is a traitor to the Dragon Race!" The Dragon Emperor quickly said, looking at Feng Wuchen worriedly.
"Brother Feng, what's going on?" Long Tianzhan asked doubtfully, he was also very surprised, why Feng Wuchen was in alliance with Yanlong.
"Now the demon race is rampant, the demon king is about to break the seal, and there are many things we haven't figured out, one more ally, one less enemy, the dragon patriarch, now when it is using people, the Yanlong is not weak enough to help We fight against the demons." Feng Wuchen said solemnly.
"Brother Feng, you don't know, Yanlong has joined the blood demon against my father not long ago!" The Dragon Emperor said anxiously.
"Trust me!" Feng Wuchen glanced at Dragon Emperor, then looked at Yanlong, and asked, "Yanlong, what's the matter?"
"The ancestor of the yin and yang family led the powerful in the yin and yang family to attack the Dragon Temple, the battle has already begun." Yanlong said lightly.
Feng Wuchen's face suddenly became gloomy, and Sen said coldly, "Did you do it so soon?"
"The strength of Yin-Yang Huaji has reached a turn!" Long Tianzhan frowned slightly.
"Brother Feng, even if you ask for help, the Yin and Yang family is not in the eyes. We already suspect that the Yin and Yang family is colluding with the demons. If they can be eliminated, the strength of the demons will be weakened." Long Tianzhan looked towards Feng Wu. Dust road.
"Not for the time being, it is not so easy for the Yin-Yang family to destroy my Dragon Temple. The chief dragon just needs to be prepared, and it won't be long before the demons will reappear." Feng Wuchen sneered, without worry.
After speaking, Feng Wuchen and Yanlong left the dragon clan.
Over the Dragon Temple, Chi Yuan, Zhang Wuhun, Xing Tian and other strong men have already fought fierce battles with the Yin-Yang family strong men, and the terrifying energy is madly rolling over.
The young master ordered the two to fight dozens of strong men.
"Wanderer, you disappointed the old man too much. The old man in vain regards you as a friend, but you are an enemy of the Yin-Yang family!" Above the sky, the elder of the Yin-Yang family said in a deep voice, his old face very ugly.
"I have no choice." Yunyouzi smiled helplessly.
"You have a choice!" At this moment, Feng Wuchen's voice sounded in vain.
"Hall Lord! The Lord is back!"
"It's the leader!"
Hearing Feng Wuchen's voice, everyone in the Dragon God Alliance was immediately overjoyed, as if there was wind and Wuchen, everything could not be troubled by Feng Wuchen.
"Feng Wuchen!" Yin-Yang Hua frowned slightly, his eyes swept to the source of the sound.
"Senior Yunyouzi, Yin Yang Breaking Wind is certainly kind to you, you can repay him this kindness, you shouldn't give up justice and Holy Soul Academy because of this kindness!" Feng Wuchen's figure appeared out of thin air.