"Master Demon King, I will prove that I did not escape!"
The light in Deng Tian's eyes soared, and his rich voice became even more sonorous and powerful.
As he spoke, his figure flashed and flew directly in the direction of Jiuyou Clan's Celestial City.
In the void, Deng Tian's eyes flickered with coldness.
"Mo Wentian, what a terrible method!"
"If I don't cut off your head and kick it with a ball, I won't be Deng Tian!"
Deng Tian's eyes were extremely vicious.
In the Tiancheng of the Jiuyou clan, in the main hall of the city lord's mansion.
Mo Wentian sat cross-legged, and in front of him were handfuls of monarch-level peak artifacts, top-grade heavenly stones, and fourth-level elixirs.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
"Swallow!"
With a cold shout, the next moment, Mo Wentian directly started to use the Heaven-Devouring Divine Technique.
"Rumble..."
Waves of terrifying sword energy shook Mo Wentian's body.
A powerful and boundless suction force came from Mo Wentian's body. That terrifying suction force seemed to be able to swallow everything.
"Hoho..."
The void trembled violently, and the artifacts floating above the head were instantly shattered.
The power from the artifact rolled out, and that power was quickly swallowed up by Mo Wentian.
"not enough!"
"Come again!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and a space ring appeared. Countless top-quality sky stones in the space ring were crushed to pieces by Mo Wentian's refining.
"Boom..."
At this moment, the sword star core in Mo Wentian's body began to tremble.
Waves of sword energy vibrated crazily around the sword star core.
"Not even close!"
Mo Wentian's eyes clearly flashed with sadness.
"Huhuhu..."
Mo Wentian exhaled a breath and slowly stood up.
"The effect of the King-level peak artifact is pretty good. Although my cultivation level still hasn't broken through the Heavenly Lord, I'm definitely not far from the Heavenly Lord's realm!"
As he muttered to himself, a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, mission accomplished!"
At this moment, Huantian's furry body instantly slipped into Mo Wentian's arms, and he said with excitement on his face.
"finished?"
"Huantian, not bad!"
Mo Wentian was slightly startled, and then he raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly.
"Boss, you don't know that that old bastard was fooled around by me!"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Huantian's face was full of arrogance.
"How did you get away?"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian thought that after all, the great elder Deng Tian was a strong man in the later stage of Tianjun, and Huantian's cultivation...
Thinking about it like this, I couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.
"Boss, I just found a reason and said that I was going to discuss matters with the beast master and asked him to go back to the demon clan to take care of the clan's affairs. Then the old bastard went back obediently!"
When Huantian talked about this, he had a look of arrogance on his face.
"Well! Even if that old guy goes back, I'm afraid it won't be long before he discovers that you are not the real Demon King!"
"He will definitely be back soon!"
Mo Wentian said in a deep voice, and an extremely terrifying light burst out from his eyes.
"Boss, this..."
"That old guy is in the late stage of Tianjun. If he comes back again, what should we do?"
Hearing this, Huantian's expression instantly became serious.
"Yes, boss, the aura of that old guy is really too strong!"
"You were already injured within three moves. If he comes again, can you still stop him?"
At this moment, Xiao Jiao also emerged from Mo Wentian's arms, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a gleam of light in his eyes.
"what to do?"
"Since he is coming to die, of course he will be killed!"
Mo Wentian's expression froze slightly, and an extremely cold gleam rose in his eyes.
"It's not good, Master!"
"Master, Deng Tiansha, the great elder of the demon clan, is here!"
Suddenly, a very embarrassed figure appeared in front of the hall.
"Old bastard, you're so proactive when you come to die!"
"Today, I will definitely help you!"
The cold voice resounded throughout the hall.
"Boss..."
"Boss..."
Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at Mo Wentian with a hint of worry in their eyes.
"Boss, let me help you!"
The next moment, Xiaojiao's eyes were full of determination.
"Little Jiao, your cultivation is still not enough!"
"You take them thousands of miles away to deal with that old bastard, I am enough!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with an extremely cold light, and he said in a deep voice.
"Boss..."
"Boss..."
Xiaojiao and Huantian opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, they couldn't say anything.
Mo Wentian was right, his cultivation was indeed not enough!
If he follows Mo Wentian, not only will he not be able to help Mo Wentian, but he will become a burden to Mo Wentian. Instead of doing this, it is better to listen to Mo Wentian and let him have no worries!
"Little Jiao Huantian, lead them back!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian's cold drink came.
"Yes, boss!"
"Yes, boss!"
Despite some reluctance, the figures flashed and disappeared.
Mo Wentian looked at the departing figure, his expression slightly relaxed.
"Although my cultivation level has not reached that of Tianjun, my strength has obviously increased a lot!"
"This old bastard still dares to come. This time, we must make sure he never comes back!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and the murderous intent suddenly surged in his eyes.
Then the figure flashed and disappeared.
When he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had appeared in front of the gate of Tiancheng.
"Boy, you actually used a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"
"Kill the disciples and elders of my demon clan!"
"Today, this elder will definitely kill you first, and then destroy all your Jiuyou Clan!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the eyes of the great elder Deng Tian were extremely sinister.
He was lured away from the mountain by Mo Wentian, which caused such heavy losses to his demon clan!
If he didn't kill Mo Wentian and destroy the Jiuyou clan, where would his face be
"Old dog, can you blame me for this?"
"If you hadn't been brainless, how could every ant in the demon clan be slaughtered by this emperor!"
"You don't even know how miserable it is for them to die one by one!"
Looking at Deng Tian, Mo Wentian had a sneer in his eyes.
That look is as cold and arrogant as you can say.
"Mo Wentian!"
"I am going to kill you!"
"Kill you!"
Hearing this, the great elder Deng Tian's palms formed into fists, and the killing intent in his eyes surged crazily.
Mo Wentian is so arrogant!
"Fire and Thunder Sword!"
With a cold shout, a sword appeared in Deng Tian's hand.
As the sword appeared, the aura on Deng Tian's body instantly became fierce and boundless.
"Pfft..."
"Pfft!"
…
The space around Deng Tian was directly shattered.
"Boy, this is an early-stage king-level artifact!"
"Fire and Thunder Sword!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Deng Tian sneered and waved his palm slightly on the sword.
I saw streaks of purple flames rising into the sky on the Flame Thunder Sword.
"This old dog is worthy of being the Great Elder of the Demon Clan. Not only does he have the Demonic Sword, the peak monarch-level artifact, but he also has the Flame Thunder Sword, the early king-level artifact!"
A terrifying cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.