"Hoho..."
"boom!"
A violent collision occurred, but within a moment, the four elephant beasts in the void collided with the two flaming scimitars burning with blazing fire.
Mo Wentian's body flew backwards again.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spit out from Mo Wentian's mouth again.
Although Patriarch Huo did not fly backwards, he was not much better. He had already suffered internal injuries, plus the shock injuries caused by the Four Symbols Sky-Devouring Sword Qi just now.
At this moment, Ancestor Huo's injuries became more and more serious.
"This old bastard is indeed much better than the Demon King Lu Yan!"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he said to himself.
After his cultivation reached the perfection of Tianjun, Mo Wentian thought at first that it would be easy to defeat Old Man Huo.
But now it seems that it is not easy.
"blocked?"
"Mo Wentian blocked Patriarch Huo's move again!"
"This kid Mo Wentian is too scary. In the late stage of Tianjun's successful battle with Tianwang, he actually blocked two moves in succession!"
"Even if I blocked two moves, it actually hurt Ancestor Fire!"
…
Seeing Mo Wentian stand up, everyone's expressions were filled with shock.
"If we don't deal with this old man of fire, there will be an old man of ice!"
"No, this old man must be dealt with as soon as possible!"
As if he remembered something, an extremely cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The next moment, looking at Patriarch Huo not far away, Mo Wentian had a cold and arrogant expression on his face.
"Old bastard, I will give you one more chance, surrender or die!"
A cold voice sounded instantly.
"Surrender?"
"I am a strong man in the late stage of Heavenly King. You, a young boy like you, still want me to surrender to you? Don't even think about it!"
Hearing this, Patriarch Huo, who had once again retreated several dozen feet, stood up straight, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a cold face.
"What? Mo Wentian actually made Ancestor Huo surrender?"
"Who is Patriarch Huo? He is a strong man who has reached the late stage of Heavenly King for tens of thousands of years. Although he has not broken through to the peak of Heavenly King, his combat power and the aura on his body are certainly not far behind those of Peak Heavenly King. How many!"
"This kid Mo Wentian is so evil. In the later stages of the perfect battle with the Heavenly King, he even hurt Ancestor Huo!"
“This good show looks like it’s about to get exciting!”
…
One after another, the figures looked at the proud figure standing in the void, the expressions on their faces changed slightly, and they began to discuss.
"Boss, do you want to tame these two old dogs?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.
"In the later stage of the Heavenly King, if you take him under his command, you can be a dog for the time being!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly and he said coldly.
"Be a dog?"
For a moment, Xiaojiao didn't come back to his senses and looked at Mo Wentian with a puzzled look on his face.
"Once these old bastards are dealt with, I will announce the establishment of our Heaven-Devouring Kingdom!"
"By then, there won't be many places where dogs are needed in this ancient ruins!"
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and said coldly.
"I see!"
"The boss is still thoughtful!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao nodded and couldn't help but have a slight smile on his face.
"Mo Wentian, you killed the demon king of my demon clan and also killed many of my demon clan's geniuses. It is impossible for me to surrender to you!"
"Not only will I not surrender to you, I will kill you today to avenge my demon disciples!"
Seeing that Mo Wentian didn't respond for a long time, Patriarch Huo took a step forward, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a sinister face.
"Yeah?"
"If you don't seize the opportunity I gave you, then don't blame me for not giving you the chance!"
"If you are looking for death, I will help you!"
"Fight, fight, fight!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and there were clanging sounds of war.
"Time Roulette!"
With a cold shout, the time roulette appeared in Mo Wentian's hand again.
The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword was put away by Mo Wentian at some point, and the time wheel appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
An immortal power suddenly surged in Mo Wentian's body.
But Mo Wentian's cultivation level has always been at the level of Heavenly Lord's perfection, but the aura on his body has already surpassed the realm of Heavenly Lord and reached the late stage of Heavenly King.
"This...how is this possible?"
Looking at Mo Wentian and feeling the change in Mo Wentian's aura, Patriarch Huo's expression changed instantly.
The eyes of the Demon Clan Great Elder and Ancestor Shui also shrank violently.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Ancestor Fire watched the Time Roulette appear, with an extremely cold light flashing in his eyes.
But the next moment, he seemed to remember something, and a look of confidence rose in Patriarch Huo's eyes.
Ancestor Huo had already seen the horror of the Time Roulette once. Mo Wentian used the Time Roulette to block one of his attacks.
From his point of view, although the Time Roulette can block one of his attacks, he does not believe that Mo Wentian can block the second, third...
He is a strong man in the late stage of Heavenly King. Mo Wentian cannot reach the perfection of Heavenly King. It is impossible for him to defeat him!
"die!"
The murderous intent in Ancestor Huo's eyes suddenly surged, and the flaming scimitar in the void slashed towards Mo Wentian again.
"Boom..."
With two more strikes, a terrifying and boundless hole was torn open in the void.
From the torn hole, endless void turbulence rolled out.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
"Owner!"
…
Xiaojiao and others couldn't help but gasped when they saw the sword coming towards Mo Wentian.
With these two slashes, Patriarch Huo had used all his strength.
In full view of everyone, Mo Wentian blocked two of his moves in succession. With the King of Heaven and the Lord of Heaven, he could easily be crushed to death, but Mo Wentian actually blocked both of his moves.
What's more, he was harmed. If he didn't kill Mo Wentian today, his face would be gone in this ancient ruins.
"What a terrifying power!"
"This Ancestor Fire has probably used all his strength!"
"With these two blows, I think Mo Wentian will definitely die!"
"This scourge can finally be solved. The demons in my clan are finally going to take revenge!"
…
The demon disciples looked into the void and seemed to have seen the scene where Mo Wentian was killed by these two swords.
Everyone's faces suddenly became happy, and they stared with wide eyes, as if they were afraid of missing something.
"Want to kill me?"
"You are the one who died!"
Mo Wentian looked at the flaming scimitar that came to kill, with an indifferent expression on his face.
The next moment, Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and directly hit the time roulette one by one.
As Mo Wentian played seals one after another, the time roulette quickly skyrocketed.