My brother is too strong.

There was no other way. Yan Hongyu could only let Wen Cang take action.

The students of Zhongzhou College were not ordinary. If she did not save them, she would be in big trouble.

Not to mention that they also included Ao Cang, Mi Fei and other direct descendants of the five families and three sects.

They must not be in trouble.

At least not under her nose.

Wen Cang also knew this truth. He did not refuse. His figure flashed and came into the air.

With a light wave of his sleeves, a powerful storm roared out.

The black-armored demon monks who besieged Ao Cang, Mi Fei and others were suddenly struck by lightning.

They screamed and fell down, blood spurted and kept falling from the sky.

Even if they had a strange formation that could gather everyone's power together.

However, their strength was always limited. Compared with the incarnation of the spirit, the gap was too big.

Wen Cang just made a light move, just like the autumn wind sweeping the 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 were no longer able to compete with the students of Zhongzhou College.

The students who escaped were full of anger and murderous intent.

They thought it was an easy task, but they almost lost their way.

This was a disgrace to their grandmother.

Ao Cang, Mi Fei and others showed a ferocious look.

If they could defeat the demons in front of them, their reputation would reach its peak.

But they almost capsized and had to be rescued.

The bold words they made before became a joke.

Don't mention how aggrieved they were.

"Kill, kill them!"

The injured Ao Cang roared angrily, and he looked like he was furious.

If we don't kill all these demons today, how can we survive in the future?

And, damn Gongsun Ci, don't you say that the demons have this formation?

Mi Fei's face was as cold as frost, and she swung the long sword in her hand fiercely, wanting to cut the demons in front of her into pieces.

Wen Cang shook his head slightly. These little guys are still too naive.

They suffered losses due to carelessness, and then they were so angry that they wanted to retaliate.

Forget it, let's help them.

In order to prevent them from suffering losses again.

If they suffer losses again, these little guys will not have the 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, which made both sides of the battle stop.

A burly middle-aged man in black appeared, with his hands behind his back in the sky.

He looked ordinary, like an ordinary person.

However, real ordinary people could not appear here.

Wen Cang felt the powerful power contained in this person, and immediately looked at this person vigilantly as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Demon clan, incarnation!"

As soon as these words came out, the cultivators of the human race suddenly felt numb.

After fighting until now, is the incarnation of the demon clan finally going to make a move?

The middle-aged man looked at Wen Cang coldly and snorted again, this time the sound was louder than before.

It seemed to explode in everyone's ears, and everyone's face changed drastically.

In their perception, the middle-aged man turned from an ordinary person into a terrifying humanoid Tyrannosaurus.

The terrifying power contained in his body, once it erupts, the whole world will be destroyed by him.

After this demon god appeared, someone in the demon clan immediately shouted loudly, "Lord Rong Dun, it's Lord Rong Dun!"

Then there was the constant cheering of the demon clan.

"Haha, Lord Rong Dun also made a move, this time we will win."

"Hehe, how can the weak human race be Lord Rong Dun's opponent?"

"This time I can kill to my heart's content, human race, hehe..."

Seeing the cheers of many demons, Wen Cang felt great pressure in his heart.

Could it be that this demon clan is very powerful?

Wen Cang pointed at Rong Dun and shouted, "Demons, stop being so arrogant! This is Dongzhou, you can't be so presumptuous!"

Rong Dun took his eyes off the students of Zhongzhou and stared at Wen Cang, making Wen Cang feel like he was being stared at by a Tyrannosaurus.

"Weak, despicable human race, damn it!"

Using Yuanying to bully Jindan stage, the human race is really as despicable and shameless as the rumors say.

Inferior races should not continue to exist.

Only our Saint Clan can exist in this world and dominate the ancestral star.

After saying that, a big knife appeared in Rong Dun's hand, flashing with cold light, and a knife intent burst out. Without saying a word, he slashed at Wen Cang.

The knife light soared into the sky, and the powerful knife intent spread, like a cold wind blowing, making the faces of the human cultivators change wildly.

With this knife, the entire Huangcheng will no longer exist.

Wen Cang's face changed again. The other party's realm was lower than his, but the strength he burst out made him feel threatened.

Wen Cang quickly took out his weapon, a small tower.

As the spiritual power was injected, a ray of light shot out from the top of the seven-story small tower and collided fiercely with Rong Dun's sword light.With a loud rumble, the world shook. It was as if a magnitude 12 earthquake had occurred in Huangcheng. Countless formations instantly collapsed and destroyed, causing another explosion.

Countless cultivators spurted blood and were injured in the shock wave of the two people's attacks.

Yan Hongyu's scalp was numb. The power of the incarnation was more terrible than he had imagined.

If this continued, it would not take long. In a few rounds, Huangcheng would probably become a ruin.

Of course, the human race was not doing well, and the demon race was not much better.

The closest black-armored demon cultivator spurted blood and fell down again.

Only about one-third of them could stand.

In other words, Rong Dun also killed a lot of his own people with one knife.

However, both sides knew their own strength. If they fought in this range, their own people would die before the fight was over.

Therefore, both sides tacitly pulled the battlefield a little further away and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Both the human race and the demon race could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The God of Transformation is too scary, we can't afford to offend him.

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 a great opportunity.

Although the students of Zhongzhou were also injured in the previous attack, they hated the demons in front of them and could not get rid of their hatred without killing them.

"Kill!"

Mi Fei took the lead and raised her sword to attack.

At this moment, another voice sounded, "Alas, we can't let you kill all our black-armored holy guards, otherwise, how can we explain to the Holy Lord..."