"Among the demons, everyone knows that the young demon master is the most beloved by the Demon King. He holds it in his hand for fear of losing it, and holds it in his mouth for fear of melting!"
"This kid is so arrogant about how the young demon lord was killed by him!"
"I look at the boy, he will definitely die today!"
"This kid is so arrogant. Even if he dies, it will be his own fault!"
…
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the demon disciple's eyes flashed fiercely.
"Arrogant!"
The anger in Lu Yan's heart could no longer be contained.
An extremely cold light burst out from his eyes.
Mo Wentian was so arrogant that he actually told him in front of him how his son was killed by him!
This is simply lawless!
"Hand over Tianhu, otherwise I will destroy your demon clan today!"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold light and he shouted coldly.
"Hand over that woman? Don't even think about it!"
"Boy, you are so arrogant that you still want that woman. Today, not only you, but all of you, as well as that woman, will be buried with this king's Qing'er!"
The murderous intent in Demon King Lu Yan's eyes was extremely terrifying, as if he was about to take action at the next moment.
"Master, I don't think the old bastard, the Demon King, will hand over Master Tianhu!"
"Why don't the Demon Lord and I take action and fight this old bastard!"
At this moment, Fan Zeng took a step forward, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.
"No!"
"This old bastard is now in the late stage of Heavenly King, and all of you combined will not be his opponent!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian immediately stopped him.
Although Fan Zeng and Demon Lord are also in the realm of Heavenly Kings, they are only in the early stages of Heavenly Kings.
Although there is only a small difference between the early stage of Heavenly King and the late stage of Heavenly King, there is a huge difference in strength.
When they fight the Demon King Lu Yan, it is equivalent to hitting an egg against a stone.
"Boss, even Fan Zeng and Demon Lord are no match for this old bastard of Demon King!"
"Then how can we snatch Tianhu back from him?"
Xiaojiao frowned slightly, his face full of solemnity, and said in a deep voice.
"Since this demon clan is here, it is natural to rescue Tianhu!"
"You all wait here, my emperor's woman, I will save her myself!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.
"Boss, are you going to save me?"
"But your cultivation level is in the later stage of Tianjun, which is really different from that old bastard!"
Huantian rolled his round eyes, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with worry.
"Cultivation is not the only criterion for measuring strength!"
"Believe me!"
Mo Wentian's extremely cold voice sounded in Huantian's mind.
Since breaking through to the late stage of Tianjun, Mo Wentian has not fought in a big battle.
Now he doesn't know what his strength is!
The late stage cultivation of the Demon King and Heavenly King in front of him was just a good opportunity for him to test his own cultivation.
And now that he still has the time roulette in hand, Mo Wentian also wants to see how powerful the time roulette is.
"Old bastard, I know that you will not hand over Tianhu easily!"
"Do you dare to make a bet with me?"
Looking at Demon King Lu Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly and he said coldly.
"What bet?"
Demon King Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, then spoke subconsciously.
"Today I will fight with you. If I win, please hand over Tianhu obediently!"
"If this emperor loses, then I will let you deal with it, how about that?"
Mo Wentian took a step forward, the aura on his body changed extremely sharply, and a terrifying coercion spread from Mo Wentian's body.
Although Mo Wentian's cultivation level was only at the late stage of Heavenly King, for some reason, it gave Demon King Lu Yan the feeling that it was not much different from that of mid-stage Heavenly King.
"What? Did I hear you correctly? This guy Mo Wentian wants to fight the Demon King?"
"I heard it too. This kid Mo Wentian is not asking for a fight. He is clearly looking for death!"
"He is only in the late stage of Tianjun, but he dares to challenge Lord Demon King, a powerful person in the late stage of Heavenly King. I look at this boy and think that he is going to die in the hands of Lord Demon King today!"
"This kid is miserable!"
…
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the crowd instantly exploded.
"Fight with me?"
"I am a powerful person in the late stage of the Heavenly King. You are not worthy of fighting with me!"
"I want to kill you, but it's just a matter of a snap of my fingers!"
Leng Ao's voice sounded in the void, and Lu Yan took a step forward.
The next moment, the man waved his hand, and his palm instantly turned into a sharp sword, and a sharp sword energy burst out from his body.
"Buzzing..."
Wherever the sword energy passed, the void was directly shattered.
"Time Roulette!"
"come out!"
Feeling the terrifying sword energy coming instantly, Mo Wentian shouted coldly.
The next moment, a palm-sized roulette appeared in his hand.
"What is that thing in that boy's hand?"
"Isn't that a miniature version of Roulette that rushed out of the Jiuyou Mountains?"
"That roulette wheel is so mysterious, it looks like it's not an ordinary thing at first glance!"
"So what if he has the roulette in his hand? Even with his cultivation in the later stage of Heavenly King, it is impossible to defeat the Demon King in the later stage of Heavenly King!"
…
Tens of thousands of feet away from Mo Wentian, the figures of the demon clan and Tianniu clan disciples looked at the figure standing proudly in the void, full of disdain.
"If you want to kill me, you are not qualified!"
With a cold shout, the roulette wheel in Mo Wentian's hand started to spin slightly.
The next moment, divine patterns rose up one after another, and a mysterious wave spread.
That terrifying sword energy shattered directly into the void.
"blocked?"
Lu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with disbelief.
Although his sword strike just now only used 10% of his power, it was enough to kill an average early-stage Heavenly King warrior.
But Mo Wentian, a strong man in the later stage of Tianjun, not only did nothing happen, he also blocked it.
Seemingly discovering something, the next moment, Lu Yan's eyes fell on the time wheel in Mo Wentian's hand.
The wheel is spinning endlessly, and it seems to contain the truth between heaven and earth, making it appear mysterious and boundless.
"Could this be a royal-level artifact that exceeds the king-level artifact?"
As if he remembered something, looking at Mo Wentian, a fiery light rose in Lu Yan's eyes.
A royal-level artifact is a terrifying existence beyond a king-level artifact.
"Imperial artifact?"
Mo Wentian looked at Lu Yan with a look of contempt in his eyes.
Although Mo Wentian didn't know what kind of artifact this Time Roulette was, it could control the laws. Mo Wentian knew that this must not be as simple as an imperial-level artifact.
It is simply embarrassing for a majestic demon king of the demon clan to not even know the level of this artifact.