The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword was trembling crazily in Mo Wentian's hand.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body increased rapidly.
In just a moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body had already reached the level of Tianjun in the later stage.
"This kid actually hides his strength!"
"So what if we hide our strength? We are all strong men in the late stage of Tianjun, and Senior Brother Lu Ming is even more powerful at the peak of Tianjun. Could it be that he wants to kill us?"
"That's right, this kid killed six heavenly kings, but it was just by surprise!"
…
Seeing Mo Wentian's power surge, except for Lu Ming, the other five people all started talking.
Immediately, one after another figures sped up and headed towards the nine Mo Wentians in the void.
"die!"
Mo Wentian shouted coldly, and nine figures flashed ghostly, killing the four late-stage Tianjun warriors in pairs.
"Boom..."
As Mo Wentian struck out with his sword, the void was shattered, and endless void turbulence surged out.
The power of the nine Mo Wentians was even more boundless.
"not good!"
"Quickly retreat!"
…
Seeing the eight figures among them killing four of them, Lu Ming's expression changed drastically in an instant.
"You four, get on your way!"
The killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes was extremely terrifying.
The eyes of the four people were wide open. Before they could recover, the two clones of Mo Wentian on the left and right were slashing at them with the Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword.
"ah… "
"No… "
"No… "
…
Screams came one after another.
The next moment, four divine soul golden bodies rushed out crazily.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
"Swallow!"
Looking at the four golden lights that were running away crazily, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.
The four clones grabbed directly towards the four golden lights.
"Senior Brother Lu Ming..."
"help me!"
"ah… "
…
A series of screams came again, and the golden bodies of the souls were completely caught in Mo Wentian's hands.
"Don't worry, I will treat you well!"
"Swallow!"
Mo Wentian looked at the soul in his hand, and the corner of his mouth raised a strange arc.
The next moment, the Heaven-Eating God Technique was activated.
The supreme suction force spread from Mo Wentian's hand, and the power of the soul was swallowed up by Mo Wentian in just a few breaths.
"In the later stage of Tianjun, the power is too weak!"
After taking a breath, Mo Wentian had a somewhat dissatisfied look on his face.
"This kid is too evil!"
At this moment, Lu Ming, who was in the void, came back to his senses, his eyes full of surprise.
He was the third most talented disciple of the Demon Clan, but looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, a trace of jealousy arose in his heart.
Even if he killed six people in the middle stage of Tianjun at one time in the early stage of Tianjun, he actually killed four people in the later stage of Tianjun in one go.
Even if he is at the peak of Tianjun, it is impossible for him to do this!
"This kid must die!"
Lu Ming's voice was extremely cold.
Mo Wentian's terror had frightened him a little.
His intuition told him that if Mo Wentian was allowed to grow up, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Next, it's you!"
At this moment, Leng Ao's voice sounded, and Mo Wentian smiled faintly, his eyes falling on the remaining Lu Fan and Lu Ming.
"Mo Wentian, do you still want to take action against us?"
There was a hint of panic on Lu Fan's face. His cultivation was also at the late stage of Tianjun. If Mo Wentian attacked him, his fate would be the same as the original four late stage Tianjuns. Like a warrior.
"What? Don't you dare to fight with me?"
Mo Wentian's face showed a strange arc, and his voice was full of ridicule.
"Mo Wentian, you are really arrogant!"
"You have killed so many disciples of the Demon Clan. Today, I, Lu Ming, will definitely make you pay with your life. Not only you, but everyone in your Jiuyou Clan will be buried with you!"
Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent.
"Yeah?"
"If you want to destroy the Jiuyou Clan, you must have this life!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely indifferent.
"Mo Wentian, you are so hateful!"
Lu Ming's eyes were full of anger.
"die!"
The cold voice fell, and Lu Ming took a step forward.
The next moment, a magic sword flashed with magic light in his hand, heading towards Mo Wentian to kill him directly.
"Well done!"
Seeing Lu Ming coming to kill, an extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"
"Jian Po Tian!"
With a cold shout, the Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword seemed to understand Mo Wentian's words and trembled in Mo Wentian's hand.
Mo Wentian's power also surged instantly.
"Boom boom boom..."
With one move of the sword, Mo Wentian's entire body was shattered into pieces.
A series of turbulent voids hit Mo Wentian directly.
Mo Wentian stood proudly, his eyes even more cold and arrogant.
"Junior brother Lu Fan, come together!"
The murderous intent in Lu Ming's eyes was terrifying and boundless.
"Senior Brother Lu Ming, this..."
At this moment, Lu Fan was extremely frightened.
His feet seemed to be stuck to the ground and he couldn't even move.
"It's so useless!"
Lu Ming looked at Lu Fan who was staying where he was, his eyes full of contempt.
"Magic sword!"
"cut!"
With a cold shout, Lu Ming went straight towards Mo Wentian to kill him.
"Qiang Qiang..."
The next moment, a metallic collision sound was heard in the void. The Demonic Sword and the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword collided together, causing sparks to fly.
Mo Wentian's body retreated a hundred feet, while Lu Ming was knocked away.
"Pfft..."
The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the man's mouth.
"This is impossible?"
Lu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of surprise.
"The ancestor is so strong!"
"Don't even look at who the boss is, I'm sure these two are going to die here today!"
"Even the peak Tianjun dares to be arrogant in front of the boss. Lu Ming is miserable!"
…
In the passage, Xiaojiao, Wu Sheng and others looked at the void, their eyes full of cold pride.
"The third most talented disciple of the Demon Clan, keep coming!"
In the void, Mo Wentian was filled with fighting spirit.
"Arrogant boy!"
"I will definitely kill you today!"
Lu Ming's eyes were extremely crazy.
Mo Wentian was too arrogant, and the contempt in his eyes made the anger in his heart burn crazily.
Now Lu Ming wanted to tear Mo Wentian to pieces immediately.
"If you don't take action, I will take action!"
Mo Wentian looked at Lu Ming and Lu Fan, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said coldly.
"Mo Wentian, you forced me to do this..."
"You forced me to do this!"
Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes full of madness, and the depths of his eyes were even more fierce.
Apart from Lu Fan beside him, he was the only demon disciple left in this sinkhole.
There are twelve demon clan members, and now only two of them are left!
The demon disciples, who were comparable to the second-ranked force in the entire ancient ruins, were all killed in this sinkhole by Mo Wentian, who they did not take seriously!
This made Lu Ming feel so angry!