"Still going to die?"
"Arrogant!"
The eyes of the two middle-aged men were terrifyingly cold.
Last time, Mo Wentian wiped out all the demon souls in the temple, leaving only the three of them.
Escaped.
Is Mo Wentian going to kill them this time
In their hearts, the two of them wished they could smash Mo Wentian in front of them to pieces.
"die!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of killing intent.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared strangely.
"You still dare to take action?"
The anger in their eyes surged.
Too arrogant, too arrogant!
To kill one of them, Mo Wentian still dared to take action
It's simply nothing, put them in your eyes!
"Boss, let me come!"
I saw a middle-aged man among the two taking a step forward, his eyes flashing with coldness.
"Looking for death, I will grant you my wish!"
A faint voice sounded in the void, and the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand, and fell directly to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with coldness, and the eyes of another middle-aged man on the side also shrank violently!
"Just because you want to kill me?"
The middle-aged man shouted coldly, with a pair of sharp green eyes.
The energy of the Nine Nethers on his body was shaking crazily, and the entire temple was shaking at this moment.
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique..."
"Jian Po Tian!"
A cold shout sounded in the void.
The next moment, Mo Wentian slashed towards the middle-aged man with a sword.
"Nine Nether Art!"
Facing Mo Wentian's powerful sword, a cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.
The next moment, he shouted angrily, and the surrounding demonic energy surged out instantly.
Demonic energy billowed in the surrounding void, as if the ancient demonic realm had descended, and it was extremely powerful.
"So strong!"
As the middle-aged man shouted coldly, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and his body couldn't help but retreated several feet.
"This old dog seems to have recovered a lot."
Mo Wentian took a deep breath and took a few steps back again.
"Boss, what should I do?"
Xiaojiao's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Of course, kill!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.
"The strength of these three people has returned to the Great Heavenly Level. Although I killed one person just now, it was by surprise, and there was a little dragon to help me!"
"Kill these two people!"
"It must be extremely difficult!"
Mo Wentian's mind was running wildly.
Outside the temple, there were four elders and the chief of the Jiuyou Clan.
Plus these two.
Those are the six powerful men in heaven.
With the current strength of him, Huantian, and Xiaojiao, they would probably die here, let alone leaving.
"Huantian, little Jiao, continue to help me!"
Taking one step forward, the next moment, the cold voice sounded in Huantian Xiaojiao's mind again.
"Yes, boss!"
Xiaojiao and Huantian agreed quickly.
The second demon landed directly on Mo Wentian's shoulders.
"Rumble..."
The demon power in the two people's bodies rolled out, rushing towards Mo Wentian's body crazily.
"kill!"
"kill!"
Two sharp shouts came.
In the temple, two figures collided with each other.
"boom!"
There was a violent collision.
The aftermath of the battle was filled with madness, demonic energy surging, and sword energy surging.
Mo Wentian retreated hundreds of feet, and the middle-aged man also retreated dozens of feet.
"Boy, show off all your strength. Are you tickling my ancestor?"
The next moment, the man looked directly at Mo Wentian with a pair of green eyes, and said with a strange and evil smile.
"Tickling?"
"Old dog, since you are so impatient to seek death, then I will help you!"
Mo Wentian grinned, his eyes filled with coldness.
The middle-aged man sitting on the sidelines had a gleam in his eyes.
Although Mo Wentian's cultivation was at the peak of Heaven, the power that Mo Wentian exerted had already reached Great Heaven.
Mo Wentian was more terrifying than he expected.
For some reason, a bad premonition arose in his heart.
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique..."
"Four Elephants Devour the Sky!"
"Hoho..."
Mo Wentian shot out his four swords in an instant, and the four swords transformed into the four divine beasts in the void.
The divine beast stood proudly in the void, roaring crazily at the middle-aged man with an evil smile.
"These are the four ancient divine beasts!"
"This sword is comparable to the middle stage of the Great Heavenly Throne!"
The middle-aged man who was sitting and watching narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Second brother, be careful!"
"Don't worry, boss, it's just a pretense!"
The middle-aged man laughed evilly, and the next moment, he made seals one by one with his hands.
The void was instantly completely enveloped by demonic energy, and the entire world became dark.
It seems extremely weird.
"Boy, suffer death!"
"Devil's feet!"
The man shouted sharply, and billowing demonic energy surged out of the void instantly.
The next moment, a demonic foot measuring dozens of feet was seen, carrying a billowing demonic energy, stepping down directly on the top of Mo Wentian's head.
That terrifying kick seemed to crush Mo Wentian into pieces.
"Well done!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
"Four images in one..."
"The Four Elephant Beasts come out!"
"Hoho..."
The world shook violently, and the void was shattered.
In the endless turbulence of the void, there seemed to be the roar of ancient beasts, and the power of ancient gods rolled out violently.
"Rumble..."
The world was like a piece of paper, shattering directly.
The four divine beasts rushed out, and at this moment, Mo Wentian's power surged again.
I saw four great beasts colliding with the void.
The next moment, a Four-Elephant Beast several hundred feet tall appeared on the Four-Elephant Beast.
An ancient and boundless breath...
Crazy spread!
"kill me… "
"Are you worthy?"
Leng Ao's voice sounded in the void.
When he saw Mo Wentian, the cold light in his eyes suddenly rose.
The next moment, a sword spell was fired, and the four-elephant beast in the void roared.
He bumped directly into the middle-aged man with an evil smile on his face in the void.
"Nine Nether Phantoms!"
With a cold shout, in the void, the middle-aged man made seals one after another, and the man disappeared strangely.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, the demonic energy in the void shook crazily.
The man who disappeared appeared again in an instant, but this time, there was not one, but nine.
"Nine Nether Phantom is the strongest move in my Nine Nether Art!"
"Boy, you're dead!"
The nine men smiled strangely at Mo Wentian. The next moment, the man's figure flashed again, and the nine figures turned into eighty-one.
"Nine Nether Phantom?"
"Performing illusions in front of this emperor?"
Mo Wentian watched the middle-aged man disappear and sneered, his eyes full of contempt.
Perform illusions in front of Huantian, the ancestor of illusions.
Isn't this courting death
"Old dog, die!"
The voice was cold and boundless. Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already beside the middle-aged man.
"Sky Shadow Forbidden Technique!"
"kill!"
"Buzz buzz..."
In the void, the sword glow was like lightning, and it appeared on the middle-aged man's body in just one breath.
"Get away!"
The man's eyes were filled with magic light.
Looking at Mo Wentian who was so close, a shocking demonic flame rose from his body.
"Rumble..."
The demon's feet descended from the void in an instant.