"Greetings to the Demon King!"
"Greetings to the Demon King!"
…
After coming back to his senses, the disciples of the demon clan immediately knelt on the ground and respectfully paid homage to him.
"Get up!"
Huantian's voice was extremely cold.
That's right, the person who appeared in front of him was not the real Demon King, but one transformed by Huantian.
Huantian's illusion is so powerful, let alone the middle-stage Tianjun in front of him, the elders in the later stage can't see it, even the Demon King himself here, I'm afraid he can't see it.
"Lord Demon King!"
"Why did you come in person?"
The Great Elder Deng Tian looked at Huantian in front of him and quickly greeted him with great respect.
"What? This demon king is here, do I still need to inform you?"
Looking at the extremely respectful Great Elder Deng Tian in front of him, Huantian's face was full of pride, and his voice was even colder.
"Kneel down!"
"Boom..."
At this moment, Huantian's body was filled with the power of the peak Tianjun.
Those disciples who had achieved the Great Heavenly Position could not help but kneel down at this moment.
"Plop..."
"Plop..."
…
The three elders also knelt down immediately.
"Sir Demon King, what makes you so angry?"
The Great Elder Deng Tian looked at the angry Huantian and said in a deep voice with a gleam of light in his eyes.
"What's the matter?"
"What do you mean to ask me?"
"Come with me!"
Looking at Deng Tian who was kneeling on the ground, Huantian's voice was extremely cold and stern.
"Master Demon King, it's not too late to leave after I destroy the Jiuyou Clan!"
Deng Tian's eyes flashed with coldness, and he spoke coldly.
Deng Tian had only one thought in his mind at this moment, which was to kill Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian's arrogance made him lose all face. If he didn't kill Mo Wentian, why would he vent his anger!
"Deng Tian, you are so brave, you don't even listen to this demon king?"
Huantian turned his head instantly and looked at Deng Tian with an indifferent expression.
At this moment, Huantian's power became more and more terrifying.
"Lord Demon King, calm down!"
"Lord Demon King, calm down!"
When Deng Tian saw Huantian getting angry, his body trembled slightly and he spoke repeatedly.
"Follow me quickly, I have something to tell you. As for this little Jiuyou Clan, leave it to them!"
Looking at Deng Tian who was kneeling on the ground and shaking in front of him, Huantian's eyes suddenly turned cold and he shouted coldly.
"Yes, Lord Demon King!"
Great Elder Deng Tian replied respectfully.
What makes him feel strange is that the Demon King sent them here to avenge the Little Tiger King, but now he is here.
It seems that he doesn't care about the affairs of the Jiuyou clan...
Although Deng Tian was very confused, he still stood up and followed Huantian away.
"What do you think is going on, Lord Demon King?"
"Why did he only call away the Great Elder?"
"Calling the Great Elder away must be because there are more important things in the clan!"
"How can we speculate on the decision of the Demon King at will?"
…
As Huantian and the Great Elder Deng Tian left, a series of comments could be heard among the disciples of the Demon Clan.
Listening to the comments, Mo Wentian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth with a strange arc.
If these disciples knew that the person who took their great elder away was not their demon king, but Huantian...
He thought they would look wonderful!
"Your great elder has left, it's time for you to leave too!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian looked at the two elders and the three hundred disciples who had reached the Great Heavenly Position in front of him, and said with an evil smile on his face.
"Is it time to go?"
"Boy, the Great Elder is gone, but there are still me, the Third Elder and the three hundred Great Heavenly Consummation disciples!"
The second elder took a step forward and said with a fierce look on his face.
"The Great Elder can't do anything to me. Do you think you, an old bastard, can do anything to me?"
There was a hint of coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boy, you are so arrogant. A small Great Heavenly Consummation just blocked the Great Elder's three moves by coincidence!"
"I don't believe there are so many of us and we can't kill you!"
The second elder looked at Mo Wentian with a cold light in his eyes.
"I don't know if you can kill me, but I know you are all going to die here today!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
The cold voice resounded throughout the void.
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"Today, I, He Yuding, want me to bloodbath your Jiuyou clan and destroy your entire clan!"
A cold murderous intent flashed across the eyes of Second Elder He Yu.
"Destroy my entire clan?"
"Hahaha… "
Mo Wentian laughed, but the eyes looking at He Yu became colder and colder.
With the second elder and third elder in front of him, plus the three hundred disciples who had reached the perfection state of the Great Heaven, Mo Wentian really had no fear.
Among the current Jiuyou clan, Xiaojiao and Wu Sheng and his son have both reached the realm of heavenly kings.
In the realm of the Heavenly King, it would be extremely easy to kill the disciples who have reached the Great Heavenly Position.
"Boy, you must die today!"
"The disciples of the demon clan obey the order and massacre all the Jiuyou clan, leaving no one alive!"
The eyes of the second elder, He Yu, were extremely stern.
"Yes, Second Elder!"
"Yes, kill all the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan!"
"kill!"
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Hearing this, the three hundred disciples of the Monster Clan instantly became excited.
The looks on each of their faces were extremely sinister.
"Xiaojiao, Wu Sheng, Wu Jingfeng, these three hundred demon clan disciples are left to you!"
"As for these two old guys, leave it to me!"
With a cold shout, the coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly surged.
"Boss, don't worry!"
"Yes, Master!"
"Yes, ancestor!"
As soon as Mo Wentian finished speaking, the figures of the three people immediately rushed towards the figures of the three hundred great heavenly beings who had achieved perfection.
"Wu Sheng, Wu Jinfeng, one hundred each!"
"Don't take my head from grandpa!"
Xiaojiao looked at Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng in front of him and said proudly.
"Yes, Master Xiaojiao!"
"Yes, Master Xiaojiao!"
Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng quickly answered.
"Hoho..."
The next moment, in the void, a small dragon figure turned into a dragon, a golden body hundreds of feet in size, rolling with pressure, and terrifying power vibrating in the void.
Tianjun's early power surged out.
"Ghost Skill..."
"Ghost Skill..."
What followed was fierce shouting from Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng.
Seeing that the power of Xiaojiao and the three of them had reached the early stage of Tianjun, the coldness in the eyes of the second elder and the third elder suddenly surged.
"No, they are actually in the early stage of Tianjun!"
With a cold shout, the two quickly flew in the direction of the demon disciples.
"Two old dogs, your opponent is me!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian's figure stood in front of the two of them.
"Boy, since you want to die so much!"
"Then we will help you first, and then kill those three ants!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the murderous intent in the eyes of the second elder He Yu was terrifying and boundless.