Although only the demon souls remained in the demon war, he could detect the cultivation levels of Mo Wentian and others at a glance.
Originally, he was still a little afraid of Mo Wentian, but when he found out that Mo Wentian's cultivation level was only in the early stage of the Emperor, a touch of contempt arose in Mo Zhan's heart.
"Yeah?"
"Old bastard, how do you think this emperor wants to deal with you today? We are enough!"
Mo Wentian was not to be outdone at all, and said with a grin.
Although Mo Wentian had a smile on his face, there was an extremely cold light in Mo Wentian's eyes.
At the same time, the aura on Mo Wentian's body increased rapidly.
The vast power seems to be violently coming out in the next moment.
"Boy, you are only in the early stage of the emperor. Even if you have the blood of the gods, so what?"
"You still can't stop me. Not only that, you will die in my hands today and become my nourishment!"
Hearing this, the dark demonic energy in the demon soul seal formed a pair of dark and godless eyes.
Those eyes looked at Mo Wentian and said in a strange and boundless way.
Although the Mo Wentian in front of him was quite strong, from Mo Zhan's point of view, it was impossible for Mo Wentian alone to prevent him from coming out of this seal.
Before Xiaojiao pulled out this tail, he was indeed a little worried. After all, it was Mo Wentian and Ji Wujing who sealed him last time.
But at this moment, he has cracks in the demon soul seal. With his strength, he can come out of the demon soul seal in less than a quarter of an hour.
In an instant, Mo Zhan was confident. In his view, Mo Wentian had become nourishment in his eyes.
"Become your nourishment?"
"Old bastard, you had a beautiful dream!"
"It's just that you were blind and saw the wrong person!"
An extremely cold voice sounded.
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a terrifying murderous intent instantly rose up.
"The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword!"
"come out!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian said coldly without any hesitation.
"Buzzing..."
Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword instantly appeared in his hand.
At this moment, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword began to tremble as if it understood Mo Wentian's words.
The rolling sword energy was vibrating in the void, as if it would burst out violently in the next moment.
"The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword?"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Zhan couldn't help but feel a gleam of light in his empty eyes.
He couldn't explain why, but looking at the Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword, Mo Zhan always felt a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it before somewhere.
But for a moment, I couldn't remember where I had seen it.
At the same time, a premonition arose in his heart. This Heaven-Eating Divine Sword was not simple!
"Ask the Heavenly Emperor, let me help you!"
But at this moment, looking at Mo Wentian who was about to take action, Ji Ming's figure flashed, and he quickly came to Mo Wentian's side and said in a deep voice.
"Um!"
"You can just use the Soul Sealing Technique!"
Mo Wentian nodded, his expression extremely serious.
"Okay, ask the Emperor of Heaven!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Ji Ming agreed instantly.
Immediately, Ji Ming quickly hit countless seals on the demon soul seal.
As the seals were played one after another, a mysterious force spread rapidly in the void.
Then, those waves of power formed a vortex in the void. The vortex quickly surged, and then it headed directly towards the Demonic Soul Seal.
"You're just an ant, you want to seal me with this little sealing power?"
"ridiculous!"
Seeing that Ji Ming's Soul Sealing Technique was about to fall towards the Demon Soul Seal, the demonic battle in the Demon Soul Seal, the black demonic energy, moved crazily in the seal.
Waves of violent and boundless power burst out from the demon soul seal in an instant.
"boom… "
The next moment, there was a strong collision. The power in the demon soul seal collided with Ji Ming's Soul Sealing Art.
Ji Ming's body flew backwards.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and Ji Ming's face instantly turned pale.
"Ji Ming!"
Seeing this, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and appeared next to Ji Ming.
"Ask the Emperor Lord, am I okay!"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ji Ming quickly stood up.
"You ants from the Ji family, with your little strength, you are just missing the mark!"
"Jiejie..."
At this moment, within the Demon Soul Seal, Demon Zhan's taunting voice came again.
Although Ji Ming is also a member of the Ji family and he knows the Soul Sealing Technique, his strength is not even inferior to Ji Wujing's.
Ji Ming's Soul Sealing Technique is really not enough for the demon battle in the Demon Soul Seal.
"Isn't it something you can't get enough of?"
"I will give you a good tickle!"
"But you have to hold on, don't be tickled to death by this emperor!"
The killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes was terrifying and boundless.
"Rumble..."
At this moment, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand was already trembling.
It seems that he can't wait to take action.
"Soul-Destroying Sword Technique!"
"The soul-destroying strike!"
An angry voice sounded.
Mo Wentian directly used the first move of the Soul-Destroying Sword Technique.
The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword fell directly towards the Demonic Soul Seal.
"not good!"
"This kid actually knows the Soul-Destroying Sword Technique!"
"Didn't the Soul-Destroying Sword Technique disappear in a million years? Why did the Soul-Destroying Sword Technique appear again? And it also appeared in the hands of this kid?"
Seeing that Mo Wentian's sword was about to fall, the bad premonition in Mo Zhan's heart became stronger and stronger.
The Soul-Destroying Sword Technique, this sword technique had disappeared during the war a million years ago. Otherwise, how could the people in the Immortal Realm let their demonic souls survive until now
"Old bastard, go to hell!"
And just as Mo Zhan was thinking about it, a sharp shout came again.
In the void, Mo Wentian was seen holding the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword, and streams of soul-destroying sword energy were about to fall.
"No, I can't wait any longer!"
"Keep waiting, I may really die in the hands of this kid!"
Mo Zhan was thinking secretly in his heart.
Thinking like this, Mo Zhan did not hesitate at all, and used the ghost transformation to transform into countless demonic energies, struggling to come out from the cracks in the demon soul seal.
"Buzzing..."
There were already slight cracks in the demon soul seal, but under the power of the demon war, the cracks in the demon soul seal became bigger and bigger.
The demonic energy in the seal quickly escaped from the seal as if it had found the right opportunity.
"not good!"
"This old bastard actually escaped!"
Seeing the demonic energy escaping, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank.