His legs and feet were all cut off by Mo Wentian, and blood spurted out from his body.
At this moment, there was only fear in his heart, and he had even forgotten that he was a strong man who had perfected Tianjun, while Mo Wentian was just a warrior who had just broken through the early stage of Tianjun.
"Ancestor is really terrible!"
"This great elder of the demon clan has met a terrible end!"
"With my ancestor here, I seem to have seen the future glory of our Jiuyou Clan!"
…
Thousands of feet away from the Celestial City, the eyes of the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan were filled with surprise and joy.
The warriors in the early stage of Tianjun can scare the great elders of the demon clan and the strong men in the later stage of Tianjun to this extent. In the entire ancient ruins, I am afraid that the only one in front of me is Mo Wentian.
"Old guy, now that my legs are gone, what else do you want to do to kill me now?"
Mo Wentian stepped on Deng Tian's back and leaned over to look at Deng Tian, his eyes full of coldness and arrogance.
"Boy, I am the great elder of the demon clan. If you kill me, the demon clan will not let you go!"
"The Demon King won't let you go either!"
"You can't kill me..."
Deng Tian's eyes were filled with panic.
When Mo Wentian looked at him like this, he felt as if he was being targeted by death.
"do you know?"
"What I don't like the most is to be threatened!"
Mo Wentian gave a cold shout and couldn't help but increase the strength on his feet.
Being stepped on by Mo Wentian like this, Deng Tian's whole body trembled. He wanted to resist, but at this moment he didn't have the courage to resist.
Mo Wentian, it’s really terrible!
With such methods and such strength, he is simply not a human being, but a monster!
"I… "
The fear in Deng Tian's eyes became deeper and deeper.
At this moment, he saw killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes, a terrifying killing intent.
"Fire and Thunder Sword!"
"The early king-level artifact is a bit weak, but it can still be used for fun!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the Flame Thunder Sword beside him.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, a faint voice sounded, and Mo Wentian moved his fingers, and the Flame Thunder Sword was held in Mo Wentian's hand.
"This is my sword!"
"Give me my sword back!"
Seeing Mo Wentian take away the Flame Thunder Sword, Deng Tian shouted in panic.
In order to get this Flame Thunder Sword, he even sent his biological daughter Deng Jiaoyue to serve the beast master for a month before the beast master rewarded him with it!
Thinking of this, Deng Tian's eyes turned crazy.
"Is this knife yours?"
"It might have been yours just now, but it will soon be my emperor's!"
Looking at Deng Tian in front of him, Mo Wentian chuckled, and then touched his sword with his hand. Deng Tian's soul imprint on the Flame Thunder Sword was instantly erased by Mo Wentian.
The Flame Thunder Sword, which was still struggling at first, fell into Mo Wentian's hands very quietly at this moment.
"mine… "
"My Flame Thunder Sword!"
Deng Tian's eyes were full of shock.
At this moment, Yan Lei Sword had completely lost contact with him.
That takes Deng Jiaoyue for a month...
What he had gained in exchange was now taken away by Mo Wentian!
"What's your sword? It belongs to me now!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian stepped forward again.
"ah… "
"Boy, kill me!"
"kill me!"
Deng Tian's cry for mercy sounded in the void.
Deng Tian's mind was completely defeated at this moment.
Deng Jiaoyue died, his Flame Thunder Sword was taken away by Mo Wentian, his limbs were chopped off by Mo Wentian, and he was trampled heavily on the ground.
His dignity, his pride, everything he owned, were all trampled under his feet by Mo Wentian!
"In the later stage of Tianjun, your strength is still useful to me!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
"Swallow!"
Looking at Deng Tian, Mo Wentian directly activated the Heaven-Eating Divine Technique.
The next moment, a powerful and boundless suction force came from Mo Wentian's palm.
"This is… "
"ah… "
Deng Tian roared crazily, and the energy in his body was swallowed alive by Mo Wentian. The aura in his body was rapidly declining.
"Noisy!"
Mo Wentian shouted coldly, his eyes flashing with coldness.
Then he increased the intensity, and Deng Tian's entire body was completely swallowed up by Mo Wentian, and even his soul did not escape.
"Boss..."
"Brother Wentian..."
"Emperor..."
"Ancestor..."
…
At some point, Chi Xiao and others had arrived beside Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian one after another, with worry in their eyes.
"I'm fine!"
A glint flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said in a deep voice.
"Emperor, has your cultivation level reached the early stage of Tianjun?"
"Ancestor, you were so mighty just now!"
…
In the sky city, the figures looked at Mo Wentian with joy on their faces.
"This emperor has just made a breakthrough, and after a big battle, he needs to stabilize his aura!"
"Little Jiao, Huantian is my protector!"
Mo Wentian clearly felt that the energy and blood in his body were fluctuating, and there was an extremely cold light in his eyes, and he said coldly.
"Yes, boss!"
"Yes, boss!"
The figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian instantly appeared beside Mo Wentian, their eyes twinkling.
"Brother Wentian, I will also protect you!"
"Protect the emperor!"
"Protect the ancestors!"
…
In the Tiancheng, cold shouts rang out one after another, and all the warriors sat down cross-legged and surrounded Mo Wentian tightly.
"Chixiao, Wu Sheng!"
"Emperor!"
"Owner!"
Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, the figures of Chi Xiao and Wu Sheng appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
"Lead the disciples to dispose of all the corpses of the demon disciples, and then all go down to practice!"
Mo Wentian looked at the excited figures in front of him, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Master!"
"Brother Wentian, I..."
…
One after another, the figures retreated despite some reluctance.
"The ancestor is really terrible. The early stage of Tianjun will fight against the strong ones in the later stage of Tianjun!"
"He even killed the Heavenly Lord. Such a talent can be called a monster!"
"That is, that is, our Emperor is an invincible existence. There are so many people in this ancient ruins who want to kill the Emperor, but I see that the person who can kill the Emperor has not been born yet. ?”
"Ha ha ha ha… "
…
One after another figures left in a mighty manner, and the whole Tiancheng started talking about it.
Looking at the departing figures, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"If you want to become the king of the ancient ruins, you still have a long way to go!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, then sat cross-legged on the ground and fell into cultivation.
Huantian and a small dragon, a dragon and a demon were guarding Mo Wentian's left and right sides, their faces even more indifferent.