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Protector Mo Long's normal personality and personality was something that only a few people in the God Realm knew about. Although Bai Yu Zhe didn't dare to use his own mental energy to explore, he still guessed the specific situation.1

However, Bai Yu Zhe wasn't sure whether the tormented people were from the big sects or were his own people from the Blood Moon Demon Sect.

After all, he couldn't care so much anymore. He couldn't give up on this plan for the sake of a few uncertain people. Even if a few of them were his own people, he could only die in this place.

After all, if you looked at it from a different angle, such as if Bai Yu Zhe didn't come today, they would also die miserably.

"Come on, no matter who it is inside, I'll just let you guys off this hook!" Bai Yu Zhe took out a gray jade bottle from his storage device. The contents inside was naturally the 'Time' that countless cultivators of the God Realm feared the most upon hearing its name!

The next moment, the gray smoke spread out, and the speed of the smoke was much faster than any other poisonous smoke. In the blink of an eye, the entire palace was enveloped by it, and even the surrounding area was covered by the greyish white smoke.

The reason why time spread the fastest was because it contained the power of time.

Enforcer Mo Long, who was sitting on a chair drinking tea and enjoying the bloodthirsty scene, suddenly widened his eyes.

"Bai Yu Zhe?! "What gall, you actually dared to set your sights on this protector!" Protector Mo Long suddenly soared into the sky and found Bai Yu Zhe's location. His face was full of anger and killing intent.

Seeing this grayish-white fog, the entire God Realm would probably immediately think of going to Bai Yu Zhe's body. Moreover, Protector Mo Long immediately felt that his divine strength and vitality were rapidly disappearing.

"Hahaha!" Old monster Mo Long, you will die a horrible death! The person who took care of you is finally here! " One of them had only one leg left, and he was covered in blood. He suddenly laughed out loud, his face filled with madness.

He was going to die anyway. To be able to see someone coming to deal with the Demon Dragon Protector before he died was already the happiest thing they would see in their lifetime. Even if they were to die soon, it would be better than being chewed and eaten by that Demon Dragon after constant torture.

The person who shouted was actually someone from the Blood Moon Demon Sect. They were previously angry but did not dare to say anything. Before they died, they finally let out the cry in their hearts.

At the same time, the others also burst out in laughter. Although these six people belonged to different factions, at the last moment, they all had the same knot in their hearts.

While they were laughing, they could see their bodies rapidly aging and their strength rapidly disappearing.

They were Empyrean Gods; they shouldn't have been so fast, but they were all heavily injured. In terms of defensive power, they were most likely weaker than someone at the peak of the Sovereign Realm.

In less than two seconds, the six people had all died.

At the same time of their death, in the Demon Dragon Palace, there were at least five to six hundred people who did not even have the time to cry for help. All they could do was let out miserable shrieks and they had already completely aged, becoming corpses.

The power of Time was simply too terrifying. In this place, the only thing an ordinary cultivator could do was despair. They simply didn't have enough time to put up any resistance.

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