"Fire Divine Palm!"
The third elder gave a cold shout, and disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, when it reappeared, it had already appeared not far away from the little dragon. The giant palm hundreds of feet in size in the void was slapping towards the little dragon in an instant.
"boom… "
There was a violent collision, powerful force burst out violently, and the void shook instantly.
"Pfft..."
The little dragon's body flew backwards and hit the ground, creating a huge crater dozens of feet in size.
Xiao Jiao's face was even pale and without any blood at this moment.
"Little Jiao..."
"Master Xiaojiao..."
…
Tens of thousands of feet away, everyone looked at the void, and their expressions suddenly changed.
"Huantian, take Xiaojiao into Wentian Pavilion to recover!"
Mo Wentian looked at the seriously injured little dragon on the ground, his eyes were extremely cold and his voice was extremely cold.
"The little beast in the middle stage of the Great Heaven Realm actually wants to hurt this Heavenly Lord. It's really ridiculous!"
The third elder stood proudly in the void, overlooking the little dragon, his rich voice full of sarcasm.
In his eyes, the little dragon was no different from an ant. The little dragon actually tried to hurt him. In the eyes of the third elder, this was no different than an ant trying to shake an elephant. It was the funniest joke in the world.
"Old dog, how dare you hurt my brother Mo Wentian, I want you to repay him a thousand times!"
Looking at the figure in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with cold light.
"Repay? Boy, in my eyes, you are nothing more than an ant. Why do you want to kill me?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's extremely arrogant words, the eyes of the third elder suddenly became extremely cold.
"Brother Wentian..."
"Emperor..."
"Owner… "
…
Tens of thousands of feet away, a pair of extremely worried eyes stared at that figure. They clenched their hands into fists and wanted to take action. However, Xiao Jiao, who was in the middle stage of the Great Heaven Position, could not resist a single move and was already seriously injured. He clenched tightly. His hand loosened.
"My current cultivation has reached the perfection of the Great Celestial Realm, and my Purple Emperor body is also close to perfection. Is the ability of the three elders in front of me a match?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed crazily.
Although Mo Wentian's talent is terrifying, the gap between Tianjun and Tianzhi is really too big.
"Whether you can be defeated or not, you have to fight!"
Mo Wentian looked at the third elder in front of him, took a deep breath, and his eyes were full of determination.
In the void, Huantian and Xiaojiao have entered Wentian Pavilion, and now only Mo Wentian is left in the Jiuyou clan.
"Boy, do you still dare to come?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the third elder's eyes were extremely cold and sarcastic.
"Why don't I dare to come?"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.
"The little one is in perfect position. Facing this heavenly king, he was injured with just one palm. How dare you come here? How arrogant!"
The third elder looked at the proud figure, his eyes shining with light.
The Great Heavenly Throne is perfect. Even if you don't run away when facing the powerful Heavenly Lord, you still fight. This is really courageous!
"Not only do I dare to come, I also want to kill you!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold, and his eyes were filled with chill.
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique: Eight Desolate Sword Domains!"
"Boom..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian gave a cold shout.
The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword struck again. As Mo Wentian struck out with his sword, the heaven and earth shook violently. As soon as the sword came out, the power of eight ancient attributes began to vibrate crazily in the void.
"Eight attributes?"
In the void, the third elder's eyes shrank slightly.
"This kid has a pretty good talent, but if he offends this Heavenly Lord, he will have no choice but to die!"
"Flame Hammer!"
The voice of the third elder was cold and arrogant.
Taking a step forward, a hammer instantly appeared in the man's hand. The hammer was extremely red, as if it had been stained with blood.
A violent and boundless aura came from the hammer.
"kill!"
"Boom..."
With one strike of the hammer, the void was directly shattered, and the void surged out wildly.
A terrifying and boundless power was suppressing Mo Wentian.
"Bahuang Sword Dragon!"
"Hoho..."
Eight dragon roars came, and Mo Wentian took action with his sword, and the eight divine dragon sword intentions gathered in the void.
The next moment, eight ancient auras headed towards the three elders to kill them.
"Bang bang bang..."
The terrifying flaming hammer fell into the Celestial City, and the Celestial City immediately collapsed.
"Rumble..."
In the void, countless rubbles were shot randomly.
Tens of thousands of feet away, Chi Xiao and others were shocked when they saw it.
"The powerful Tianjun is so terrifying!"
"What a terrifying and powerful Tianjun, can our ancestors stop him?"
"Brother Wentian can block it!"
…
One after another figures, their eyes fell into the void.
"Tianjun, you are too strong!"
In the void, Mo Wentian's arm holding the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword was trembling slightly.
Behind him, the entire Tiancheng was shattered into pieces, and the force of that terrifying impact caused the energy and blood in Mo Wentian's body to surge.
"The power of the Heaven-Devouring Sword Technique is still too weak!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed crazily. Although the Heaven-Eating Sword Art was strong, its power was enhanced based on Mo Wentian's strength.
The stronger Mo Wentian's strength is, the stronger the power of the Heaven-Eating Sword Art will be.
Now, Mo Wentian's cultivation level cannot reach the perfection state of the Great Heaven. With the help of the Heaven-Devouring Sword Technique, he wants to kill the third elder of the demon clan who is in the Heavenly Lord's realm, but he is still not close!
"Boy, the sword in your hand is pretty good!"
"What a pity. After today, this divine sword belongs to me!"
The third elder looked at Mo Wentian with a hint of disdain in his eyes. Mo Wentian's cultivation was at the level of perfect heaven, but he blocked his strike. In the eyes of the third elder, these were all Heaven-Eating Divine Swords. of credit.
In the void, the third elder looked at Mo Wentian with an indifferent expression, the light in his eyes soared, and a touch of heat rose in the depths of his eyes.
This divine sword is at least above the level of a king-level artifact.
"Is the sword good?"
"Yes, it belongs to me too. What a person who is about to die likes is just looking at it. It is impossible to get it!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold, and his eyes were even more cold and arrogant.
"Arrogant boy, wait until this elder kills you, and let's see how arrogant you continue to be!"
"Three Flame Hammers!"
In the eyes of the third elder, there was a crazy and wanton killing intent. He shouted coldly and the flaming hammer took action again.
As soon as the flame hammer came out, layers of flames spread crazily on the flame hammer, and the flames seemed to burn everything.
"die!"
A cold voice sounded in the void, and the third elder struck at Mo Wentian with a hammer.
Tens of thousands of feet away, looking at the flaming hammer rolling towards Mo Wentian in the void, Tianhu's eyes were filled with panic.
"Brother Wentian..."
"Chixiao, take them away, I'm going to help Brother Wentian!"
Although Tianhu knew very well that she could not help Mo Wentian at all, but looking at the power of the flame hammer in the void, she wanted to stand together with Mo Wentian and fight the enemy together.