Immediately, the beast master's body exploded and turned into countless blood energy, shrouding Mo Wentian.
"Old bastard, I have already told you that you are too weak!"
"Can't you do something new?"
Seeing the beast master sweeping towards him again, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Although Mo Wentian said it was calm and gentle, in fact, Mo Wentian secretly moved Jiulong's body.
The nine divine dragons were connected end to end in Mo Wentian's body, forming a dark blue protective cover.
At the same time, the Heaven-devouring Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand, and the billowing sword energy, also became crazy and wanton.
"Boy, you can't underestimate this beast master's bastard's magical power of the Heavenly Lion!"
"The body is transformed into blood. If you are injured by this blood, it will not be easy!"
At this moment, the rich voice of the old man Shenzhu sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Senior Divine Pearl!"
"Is this old bastard really so terrifying?"
Mo Wentian asked subconsciously.
"Boy, never underestimate your enemy!"
"Maybe just because you were careless for a moment, your life is in danger!"
The old man Shenzhu's eyes flashed with light, and he lowered his voice.
"Thank you, Senior Shenzhu, for reminding me!"
"Wentian understands!"
Hearing the words of the old man Shenzhu, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with gleams of light, and he quickly thanked the old man Shenzhu.
This old man with divine beads can be said to be Mo Wentian's benefactor, always appearing when Mo Wentian needs him most.
Moreover, every time the old man of Shenzhu gave him some advice, Mo Wentian benefited immensely.
"Boy, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill this old bastard today!"
Suddenly, the old man Shenzhu seemed to have discovered something, a light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"Can't kill him?"
"Senior Shenzhu, why?"
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of confusion.
"Boy, this old beast master can transform into blood, and every strand of his blood can keep him alive. Can you kill every strand of his blood?"
The voice of the old man Shenzhu was extremely deep.
"Senior Shenzhu, is there any solution to this?"
"If I don't kill this old bastard, the beast master, I won't be able to calm down, and my Sky Devouring Kingdom won't be safe either!"
"Especially when the passage to the big world opens and I go to the big world, my Heaven-Devouring Kingdom will definitely be extremely dangerous!"
Hearing the words of the old man Shenzhu, Mo Wentian's expression instantly became serious.
On that handsome face, the sword eyebrows could not help but frown, and the voice was full of worry.
"Ahem..."
"Boy, as for this method, I haven't thought of it yet!"
"However, although you can't kill him completely this time, you can seriously injure him. In this case, you still have time to rectify the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom!"
When asked by Mo Wentian, the old man Shenzhu felt a little embarrassed.
He coughed a few times and said awkwardly.
"That's all it can do!"
A hint of helplessness flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boy, suffer death!"
At this moment, a sharp shouting voice came, and in the void, the mass of blood energy swept directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Dragon Seal, block it from me!"
With an angry shout, Mo Wentian blocked the Divine Dragon Seal directly in front of him.
"Quack, quack, quack..."
"Boy, you are really stupid if you want to use this divine dragon seal to block my blood energy!"
An evil laugh instantly resounded throughout the void.
The next moment, the mass of blood attacked Mo Wentian even more crazily.
"Yeah?"
"Old bastard, but what do I think? You are the stupid one!"
Mo Wentian grinned and his eyes suddenly shrank.
The next moment, the figure flashed and disappeared directly.
But when he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure appeared behind the mass of blood.
Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian's figure flashed again, and nine identical Mo Wentians appeared in the void.
Immediately, the nine Mo Wentian figures flashed again and transformed into eighty-one figures.
These eighty-one figures are all Mo Wentian. No matter from the breath, soul or spiritual consciousness, it is impossible to tell which one is Mo Wentian's true body and which one is Mo Wentian's clone.
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"
"Breaking the Boundary!"
With an angry shout, only eighty-one Mo Wentian was seen, and he directly used the boundary-breaking sword.
As the world-breaking sword was cast, cracks appeared in the void wherever the sword energy passed.
The cracks grew rapidly. In just a few breaths, the cracks had grown to several feet in size.
Endless void turbulence rolled down.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
"Boy, do you think you can kill me like this?"
"How ridiculous!"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Seeing this scene, the beast owner's eyes suddenly shrank, and he laughed crazily.
But deep in his eyes, there was a solemn look.
"This boy has so many tricks up his sleeve!"
The beast master thought secretly in his heart.
Among the eighty-one Mo Wentians in front of him, no matter how much he probed, he could not tell which one was Mo Wentian's true body.
Suddenly, this made the beast owner's brows frown.
I can't explain why, but looking at these eighty-one figures in the void, the beast owner felt a bad premonition in his heart.
What's more, he wants to escape from here.
But when he thought about all the disciples of his beast clan, they had been included in the time roulette by Mo Wentian.
This matter will soon spread throughout the ancient ruins. If he leaves like this at this time, he will really not see anyone in the ancient ruins in the future.
Thinking like this, a complicated look flashed in the beast master's eyes.
The next moment, the blood energy in the void increased rapidly. In just a few breaths, it had already increased to countless amounts.
The countless streams of blood energy swept towards the eighty-one figures of Mo Wentian in the void.
"Old bastard, it seems you just want to die!"
Seeing the change in the beast master, Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly.
With an angry shout, eighty-one Mo Wentians held the Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword and fell towards the streaks of blood.
"Buzzing..."
As Mo Wentian's eighty-one swords fell, a lot of the blood energy in the void was instantly destroyed.
"What kind of sword is this kid's sword?"
"He was able to kill my blood. If he continues to kill me, I'm afraid..."
The beast master looked at the eighty-one figures in the void, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.
At this moment, the bad premonition rising in the beast owner's heart became more and more intense.
"How about it?"
"Old bastard, the taste of this Emperor's Heaven-Eating Divine Sword should be okay, right?"
But at this moment, eighty-one Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, looking at the balls of blood and saying arrogantly.