"who… "
"coming!"
At this moment, a deep voice...
Suddenly came from the depths of the mountain stream!
"Sir, it's..."
"Buzzing..."
A ray of light flashed, and the next moment, a figure...
Appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
This is a…
man!
The man's eyes turned blood red.
But the man's face was extremely pale. Looking at it from a close distance, it looked a bit impressive, with a trace of blood-colored light...
It fell on Mo Wentian.
"Blood Soul Art..."
"Who are you?"
The blood in the man's eyes soared!
"Down here..."
"Mo Wentian!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered, and the aura of this man...
Compared to the four demons at the beginning!
The aura on his body is obviously much nobler. It is obvious that the technique this person practices...
It should be much stronger!
"Mo Wentian..."
The man's brows frowned slightly.
"killed… "
"Sacrifice the corpse!"
A cold voice without any emotion...
"etc!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light.
"Your Mightiness… "
"I do not want to go out?"
Mo Wentian's deep voice suddenly sounded deep in the valley.
"go out… "
The man's eyes swept over the four people.
The bodies of the four people trembled slightly. There were only so many people in this valley. The man could guess...
It must have been said by the four of them and Mo Wentian!
"Master Su Qiao, he has..."
"The whereabouts of Princess Sophie!"
At this moment, a demon suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice.
"Sophie..."
The light in Su Qiao's eyes skyrocketed.
"You really know..."
"Sophie's whereabouts?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the man's eyes...
So excited!
"That's right..."
Mo Wentian nodded!
"Really know..."
"Okay, you did a great job!"
Su Qiao's eyes flashed with joy, and then he looked at Mo Wentian and asked in a deep voice.
"Boy, tell me, where is Sophie now?"
"Sophie..."
Mo Wentian raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Sophie, in the Heaven-Eating Kingdom!"
Mo Wen Tianjiang told Su Qiao the process again.
"The descendant of the third-rate Sword Emperor..."
Su Qiao's brows wrinkled.
"You said you were..."
"Reincarnated and rebuilt?"
A flash of blood flashed in Su Qiao's eyes.
"That's right!"
Mo Wentian nodded calmly.
"Princess Sophie, even if you are in your Heaven-Eating Kingdom, then you have practiced the Blood Soul Art. If this is a capital crime..."
"The Blood Soul Art can only be practiced by me, the Demon Royal Family!"
Seemingly remembering something, Su Qiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with an angry look on his face.
"Death penalty..."
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold!
He has already tried his best to regress. Could it be that this person still thinks...
He was afraid of Mo Wentian!
"This is the Sword God Continent. Master Su Qiao, could it be that you are a slave..."
"Have you lost your mind?"
Looking at Su Qiao, Mo Wentian's eyes...
Narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Be a slave..."
The coldness in Su Qiao's eyes surged, and the expressions of the four demons also changed slightly.
The Su Qiao in front of me is the genius of the Demon Clan!
In the demon clan, this person has always been arrogant!
If Sophie hadn't been taken to the Sword God Continent this time, Su Qiao...
How could he enter the Sword God Continent!
And being enslaved by Qingdao, in Su Qiao's heart, that is...
The biggest shame!
"Boy..."
"I will refine you into a mummy so that you can be forever..."
"Be my slave!"
Su Qiao's eyes suddenly became extremely cold.
"Refined into a mummy?"
"I want to see what you are capable of!"
Mo Wentian's eyes also turned cold, with a hint of coldness flickering, and the Wentian Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
At the same time, a terrifying sword intent...
It spread from Mo Wentian!
"Soul Refining Technique!"
"Buzzing..."
The terrifying soul power vibrated crazily around Su Qiao.
Above Sophie's head, three demonic figures appeared. These three demonic figures...
Horrible!
"Blood Soul Art!"
"boom!"
Mo Wentian's body was full of blood, and the terrifying power of the soul spread. Behind Mo Wentian...
The demon appears again!
"This is… "
"The phantom of the devil!"
The coldness in Su Qiao's eyes was terrifying. The Blood Soul Art was the strongest divine art in the demon clan.
Except for people of pure blood of the royal family, this divine technique!
No one else or anyone else is allowed to practice!
but now…
Mo Wentianque has practiced the Blood Soul Art, and he has also practiced it to the point of...
The middle stage of the sixth floor!
"Demon dragon!"
"kill!"
"Roar… "
Behind Su Qiao, a demon dragon suddenly rushed out again.
The terrifying level of this demonic dragon has reached the peak of the eighth level of heaven!
"Soul Refining Technique..."
"He really does have a refined puppet on him!"
Mo Wentian's eyes turned cold, and Xiao Jiao's eyes...
He also became serious.
The demonic dragon at the eighth level of the Heaven Realm is better than the small dragon...
Too powerful!
"Little Jiao..."
"Hold him for a quarter of an hour!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.
"Boss..."
"do not worry!"
The little dragon's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, the little dragon's body had transformed into a body that was hundreds of feet tall, with a billowing ferocious aura spreading!
The little dragon and this demon dragon were facing each other!
"The demon emperor's fifth-level ice soul dragon also wants to block my demon dragon..."
A sneer rose in Su Qiao's eyes!
"Yeah?"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth, and then the next moment...
Suddenly disappeared in place.
"Jian Po Tian!"
"Buzzing..."
Mo Wentian's figure appeared strangely next to Su Qiao, Wentian Sword...
Sweep out.
"Such a strong sword intent..."
The four demons, with the light in their eyes soaring, began to fight with the small dragon.
Now, I'm watching the little dragon fight with another demon dragon!
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
The little dragon roared angrily.
"bump!"
But the next moment, Xiao Jiao's body flew out upside down.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Xiaojiao's mouth, and the fierceness in Xiaojiao's eyes...
It’s getting more and more scary!
"The Dragon King roars!"
"Roar… "
A series of terrible sounds echoed in the valley...
The whole valley trembled!
"Devil's hand!"
"Qiang!"
There was a sound of metal collision, and Mo Wentian's Wentian Sword was struck by Su Qiao...
Caught in the palm of your hand.
"How can this be… "
There was a flash of coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Su Qiao's cultivation level is only at the seventh level of the Heaven Realm. He practices the Soul Refining Art. His physique...
It must be very weak!
"You put your arms..."
"Also refined?"
As if he had discovered something, the light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed.
What a pair of palms this is, this palm looks extremely dry...
Waves of faint light came from above.
"You guessed it right..."
"I not only refined my arms, but also my feet, my head..."
"Everything is refined!"
"My current body is comparable to the peak of the Demon Emperor. Even if Qingdao comes, he can't stop me. I will go out after I finish refining this last corpse!"
"I will kill Qing Dao myself!"
Su Qiao's eyes were extremely cold.