Mo Wentian and Huantian stood in the corner, their faces extremely indifferent.
In the temple.
The silence is a bit scary!
"Boss, there are two more!"
"Can you just reward me with these two?"
One of the three ancestors looked at Mo Wentian with an evil look on his face.
There was even more heat in this man's eyes, as if he was seeing prey.
"good!"
The middle-aged man looked at Mo Wentian with contempt on his face.
"Little guy, be good and become my ancestor's food!"
The middle-aged man smiled strangely and approached Mo Wentian. The middle-aged man didn't seem to want to kill Mo Wentian quickly. There was teasing in his eyes.
"Boss, these three old guys want to devour us!"
Huantian's eyes flashed with light, and Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly. As they devoured this group of people, the auras of the three people were obviously increasing. It was obvious that these ancestors of the Jiuyou Clan were relying on A disciple of the Jiuyou Clan.
Restore cultivation.
"What a leader of the Jiuyou Clan!"
"The methods are really ruthless!"
In Mo Wentian's heart, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, that was the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan, and a disciple of the Jiuyou Clan.
Give it alive to be eaten.
How cruel this is!
"Boss, what should we do now?"
Huantian's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Just wait and see what happens!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely deep.
Three middle-aged men.
Although the evil spirit on his body is extremely terrifying.
But his cultivation has just returned to the early stage of the Great Heavenly Throne!
This level of cultivation is not terrible, but these three old guys have lived for who knows how many years, and they must have many methods. If they want to kill these three people, even a strong man at the peak of the Great Heaven Rank may not be able to do it. !
As for Mo Wentian, it was even more difficult.
"It is your honor to be able to become our ancestor's food!"
"Jiejie..."
The middle-aged man looked at Mo Wentian with a wanton smile in his eyes.
Excited middle-aged man.
However, they did not realize that Mo Wentian and Huantian in front of them did not appear as panicked as other disciples.
He seems to be waiting for something!
"Boy, die!"
The middle-aged man approached Mo Wentian step by step. In the temple, the silence was a bit scary. The middle-aged man waved his hands, and the evil spirit was crazy and wanton.
"Nine Nether Demonic Palms!"
A cold voice sounded.
The middle-aged man slapped his palm, and the evil energy in the whole temple shook crazily.
Countless evil spirits are in the void.
A vortex was formed, and the vortex grew rapidly, reaching a size of ten feet in a moment.
It turned into a ten-foot-long handprint.
There are traces of evil energy on the handprints.
There seemed to be a demonic roar.
The sound made people's scalp numb, inside the temple.
It's like turning into an ancient demonic realm.
Very scary!
"Boss, this old man wants to kill us?"
Huantian's voice was filled with panic. These three people were old monsters who had lived for who knows how many years. If this person took action, Mo Wentian's identity would be exposed. At that time, the entire Jiuyou Clan would be exposed. disciples surrounded him.
I’m afraid I can’t escape and read!
"Don't worry!"
Mo Wentian's voice.
With a bit of coldness.
Within Leng Yi's body, the four sword star cores were spinning crazily.
The rolling sword energy.
Rolling inside Mo Wentian's body.
"You must kill him with one sword, otherwise..."
Mo Wentian's mind was spinning rapidly, and the middle-aged man's methods were unknown.
A sword cannot kill this man.
Then Mo Wentian can no longer kill this person.
As for leaving
it's out of the question!
Mo Wentian is now in the Jiuyou Clan, not to mention the four elders and chief of the Jiuyou Clan outside, there are only three old guys in front of him.
It was absolutely impossible to let Mo Wentian go.
There are countless demon souls in the temple.
That was all because of his death, Mo Wentian.
These three old men probably want to eat Mo Wentian alive now.
"die!"
The cold voice came again.
"Boom!"
The entire temple trembled.
That ten-foot-long palm print.
It was as if they were going to smash Mo Wentian and the two into pieces.
"Third brother, they're just two ants, hurry up and devour them!"
"There are more to come!"
In the temple, the last man's eyes flashed with blazing light.
obviously.
He couldn't wait any longer.
"Jiejie..."
"Second brother is right!"
The middle-aged man gave a strange laugh, then waved his hand, and his palm prints fell.
As the palm prints fell.
The middle-aged man appeared in front of Mo Wentian instantly.
He seemed to have seen that Mo Wentian died tragically under this palm, the magic power was used, and the power of Jiuyou was rolling.
Shrouded towards Mo Wentian.
"That's it!"
That devil's grasp was already within reach, and Mo Wentian even felt it.
The demonic soul pounced on his face.
At this moment, Mo Wentian took action.
"Little Jiao, help me!"
With a cold shout, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared directly in Mo Wentian's hand.
"Yes, boss!"
The little dragon's figure flashed and landed directly on Mo Wentian's shoulder. Huantian also transformed into his original form and landed in Mo Wentian's arms. The demonic power in the two people's bodies poured into Mo Wentian's body crazily.
"The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword!"
"The sword can break the heaven and the earth, this remaining soul of yours!"
"Sacrifice the sword to this emperor!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian was seen taking action with his sword. The next moment, the light of the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword surged, and the bright sword light seemed to swallow up the world.
"Boom..."
The void was shattered directly.
Rolling void turbulence surged out.
Standing in the turbulence of the void.
Mo Wentian's momentum surged crazily. At this moment, he seemed to be the supreme sword god from the chaos.
One sword can kill gods and demons!
"Bah, break, break!"
He yelled repeatedly, and the sword shot into the sky.
A ten-foot-long demonic palm.
Shattered instantly!
The billowing demonic energy is gone!
"That's not right..."
"Third brother, be careful!"
At this moment, the three ancestors in the temple finally came to their senses.
But it's a pity.
It's too late!
"what happened?"
The third child's expression changed slightly, but the moment he turned his head.
His eyes.
Come together at one point.
It was a sword light, and in that sword light, he seemed to see the destruction of the world.
The prehistoric collapse!
That sword is so terrifying!
"This is the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword..."
"No… "
Lao San's body trembled slightly, and before he could even stop him, the sword was already coming.
That sword was too fast!
"Pfft..."
The sword light flashed away.
The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open, with pupils in them.
With fear!
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, a figure solidified in front of the middle-aged man. It was a young man. The young man held a magic sword in his hands, his eyes.
Boundless contempt.
"It's you!"
The middle-aged man spat out the last words.
on his face.
With a touch of unwillingness.
The whole person fell to the ground.
The moment the middle-aged man fell, countless blood and energy seemed to be drained from the middle-aged man's body.
Turned into a mummy.
"boom!"
A cloud of dust arose on the ground.
"Third brother!"
"Third brother!"
As the middle-aged man fell, the other two finally came to their senses.
The two looked at Mo Wentian.
The killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed!
"It's your own fault!"
"Don't live!"
Mo Wentian's faint voice sounded. In Mo Wentian's arms, Xiaojiao and Huantian stretched out their heads at the same time.
Looking at the fallen middle-aged man.
Their eyes were also full of sneers.
"Boy, was it you? Did you kill the third child?"
At this moment, the two middle-aged men seemed to remember something, and their eyes suddenly turned cold. How could they not be familiar with Mo Wentian in front of them? In the temple, there was Mo Wentian, with the terrifying divine bead, Destroy all the demon souls.
Now, there are only three of them left.
To Mo Wentian.
He actually didn't want to let them go.
We must drive them all out!
"He is not the only one this emperor wants to kill!"
"You two will still die!"
In Mo Wentian's hand, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword trembled slightly, and there was a terrifying killing intent on the sword.
Soaring into the sky.