"Go honestly?"
The demon saint's eyes flashed crazily.
"Lead the way!"
The voice of the demon saint was extremely deep.
"please!"
Chi Xiao took the demon saint girl and walked towards the city lord's mansion.
In the heavenly city.
It was quiet again.
Deep in the city lord's palace, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged.
"Buzzing..."
The surrounding spiritual energy gathered towards Mo Wentian. In Mo Wentian's body, the four sword star cores were running wildly, and mysterious aura spread from Mo Wentian's body.
Mo Wentian seemed to have reached the middle stage of the Great Heavenly Stage.
Signs of another breakthrough.
"Not even close!"
A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian opened his eyes.
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a bright sword light flashed away.
Four sword star cores.
It's just a little short of merging into two sword star cores.
Follow the introduction of the Heaven Devouring God Technique.
Once the four sword star cores are fused into one, they will reach the realm of stars.
By the time.
His strength is bound to skyrocket.
"There's still one chance left!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, the four sword star cores had reached perfection.
Mo Wentian now.
There is only one opportunity left to merge into two star cores.
"Brother Wentian, the demon saint has been waiting for you for an hour!"
At this moment, Tianhu's voice sounded outside the campus.
"The demon saint?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light.
Then he laughed.
"What's an hour? Let her wait!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely indifferent.
If a saint from the demon race dares to come to Tiancheng, it will be a capital crime. Although Mo Wentian did not kill this person this time, he will never let him go. If this person knows the truth, it is okay, but if he doesn't...
"By the way, I'll arrange things for you!"
"Is it ready?"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at Tianhu and asked in a deep voice.
"Brother Wentian, I have spread the news, and from now on you will be the ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan!"
"The whole Tiancheng is discussing it!"
Tianhu looked at Mo Wentian and chuckled.
"Ancestor of the Nine Nether Clan?"
"very nice!"
Mo Wentian smiled faintly. Although the Jiuyou Clan is now under his control, Mo Wentian's identity has not been exposed. However, this time the demon saint and the demon young master came Criminal, Mo Wentian's identity.
It’s impossible to hide it!
"Boss, the strength of these demons and monsters!"
"It's much stronger than the Jiuyou Clan!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's head stretched out from Mo Wentian's arms.
"The strength of the demon clan and the demon clan?"
When Mo Wentian heard this, his eyes began to twinkle.
Although there are many races in the ancient ruins, there are only five major races that can be called the pinnacle of power. The number one among them is the Beast Race. In addition, they are the Tianniu Race, Monster Race, and Demon Race. clan and Jiuyou clan.
Among the five major races.
The demon clan and the demon clan are about the same strength.
And the longhorned tribe.
The most mysterious!
The disciples of the Tianniu Clan have the bloodline of the ancient divine beast, the Tianniu. They are born with boundless breakthroughs. Those with outstanding talents even possess the magical power of the Tianniu. In this ancient ruins, the Tianniu Tribe ranks second, and its strength is, Only a little worse than the orcs!
"The strongest elder of the Jiuyou Clan is only in the late stage of the Great Heavenly Throne!"
"As for the demons and monsters, there are powerful and perfect people in the young generation. It seems like this!"
"I'm afraid it's not that simple in this ancient ruins!"
Mo Wentian's mind was spinning slightly. For some reason, Mo Wentian had a premonition that this ancient ruins were here.
I'm afraid there will be a peerless heavenly king.
"Xiaojiao, you and Huantian's strength must also be improved quickly!"
"The time for us to fight against the orcs should not be far away!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian's voice was extremely deep.
"Yes, boss!"
Xiaojiao's eyes became serious.
"By the way, tell Wu Sheng to send his disciples!"
"Pay attention to the movements of demons and monsters!"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at Tianhu and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Brother Wentian!"
Tianhu quickly retreated.
This time Mo Wentian killed the young master of the demon clan, and the demon saint girl also stayed in the Jiuyou clan. The natural way of Tianhu, the demon clan and the monster clan will definitely not let Mo Wentian go.
"Continue to practice!"
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian entered into practice again.
The aura around you.
Gather together towards Mo Wentian.
The aura on Mo Wentian's body became more and more vast.
Three days.
It went by in a blink of an eye.
Jiuyou Mansion, in the main hall.
"Master, this ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan is simply playing tricks on us!"
The three-tailed colored fox had a hint of anger in his eyes. Mo Wentian had left them here for three days. In the entire hall, there was not even a disciple of the Jiuyou Clan. One person and one monster seemed to have been raped by someone. Forgot about general.
But more importantly.
The demon saint.
Don’t dare to leave yet!
"Tricking us?"
The demon clan saint girl's eyes were shining with light.
In her heart.
Even more confused.
When did the Jiuyou Clan have an ancestor
And Mo Wentian’s cultivation level.
Only in the middle stage of the Great Heavenly Throne.
But the combat power is fierce.
"I once heard the king say that the Nine Nether Clan was the largest clan in the ancient ruins in ancient times. But it is a pity that the ancestor of the Nine Nether Clan colluded with people from the Heavenly Demon Realm, so he was Gods, suppress them all!”
"Reduced to such a situation!"
At this moment, the three-tailed colored fox said with a twinkling light in his eyes.
"The largest clan in ancient times?"
The demon saint's eyes were shining with light.
"Is this ancestor of the Nine Nether Clan an ancient powerful man?"
At this moment, the three-tailed colored fox stretched out his head and said with a shocked face.
"Ancient strong man?"
The body of the demon saint was shaken.
"This is impossible!"
The demon saint took a deep breath, how could the ancient strong man survive to this day
Besides, how could it be possible for an ancient powerful person to only be in the middle stage of the Great Heavenly Throne
"Wait until he comes!"
The saint of the demon clan has an extremely deep voice.
Although she didn't believe the words of the three-tailed colored fox, she really couldn't imagine what kind of genius could be in the middle stage of the Great Heavenly Stage and exert a power comparable to that of the Great Heavenly Stage Perfection, and also bring down the young master of the Demon Clan. , kill directly!
"Have you been waiting for this emperor for a long time?"
In the hall of the Saint of the Monster Clan, there was a period of uncertainty.
A lazy voice sounded.
I saw Mo Wentian walking from outside the hall with a smile on his face.
"It's you!"
I saw Mo Wentian again, the saint of the demon clan.
His eyes instantly became serious.
She was even more fearful in her heart.
The last battle between Mo Wentian and the young demon master completely shocked her.
"Monster Saint, I heard that your true form is a snake with seven-colored scales. This snake with seven-colored scales can be considered a strange beast, but it's a pity that the taste is a bit off. Otherwise, I would be quite lucky today!"
Looking at the demon saint, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth.