"Old dog, let me teach you a lesson, little Grandpa Jiao!
Little Jiao stood proudly in the void, looking at the demon clan elder Lu Yuan, with a fierce look on his face.
"A little reptile wants to kill me, how arrogant!"
"Today I will let you know how powerful I am!"
Lu Yan, the great elder of the Demon Clan, had an extremely cold light in his eyes and shouted coldly.
Even Ancestor Huo was no match for Mo Wentian. Lu Yuan was naturally afraid of Mo Wentian, but the little dragon in front of him was only at the early stage of a Heavenly King.
Moreover, he has just entered the early stage of the Heavenly King. With such a level of cultivation, Lu Yuan, the great elder of the Demon Clan, really doesn’t take him seriously.
"White Tiger Divine Fist!"
The next moment, Lu Yuan shouted coldly, formed his palm into a fist, and punched directly towards the little dragon in the void.
After punching out, a hundred-foot white tiger phantom appeared behind Lu Yuan, standing proudly in the void and roaring at the little dragon.
"One-armed old dog, even in your heyday, you could never defeat me, little Jiao Grandpa, let alone now!"
"The dragon swings its tail!"
Xiaojiao looked at the punch that was thrown at him, his eyes shrank slightly, and he shouted coldly.
The next moment, his hundred-foot-long dragon figure flashed, and his dozens-foot-sized tail directly faced the punch in the air.
"boom… "
A violent collision occurred, and in the void, the hundred-foot-long phantom of the dragon collapsed.
Lu Yuan's body also flew backwards.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Xiaojiao's mouth.
"The middle stage of King of Heaven, not bad!"
He muttered to himself, and the cold light flickered in Xiao Jiao's eyes.
"what happened?"
"Isn't that little snake in the early stage of King Caitian? How could it hurt the great elder of the demon clan?"
"It must be because Mo Wentian cut off one arm of the great elder of the demon clan and was injured, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat a small monster!"
"I think so, the Great Elder of the Demon Clan, his strength is not much different from that of the late Heavenly King!"
"If he hadn't been injured, this little snake wouldn't have been a match for Lu Yuan, the great elder of the Demon Clan!"
…
Seeing the figure flying backwards from the void, countless warriors began to discuss.
"Little reptile, you actually hit this elder with physical combat!"
"This elder will make you pay the price!"
Listening to those comments, the great elder suddenly felt a bit more confident in his heart.
He stood up, looked at Xiaojiao, and said with a sinister face.
"Pay the price?"
"Old dog, I don't know the price for your grandpa yet, but I know that today you are my loser!"
The corner of Xiao Jiao's mouth curled up slightly, and the cold light in his eyes flickered.
After following Mo Wentian for a long time, Xiaojiao has learned the essence of the ability to shout and be arrogant.
"Little Jiao, don't play for too long!"
"Just make him surrender!"
Mo Wentian looked at the void and knew very clearly in his heart that Xiao Jiao was very playful at this moment. If he didn't say anything to stop him, let him continue fighting.
It is estimated that Xiaojiao will have to fight him for three days and three nights.
"I understand, boss!"
The cold voice sounded in his mind, and Xiaojiao's expression instantly dimmed a bit, as if he was a little reluctant, but he still agreed.
"Old bastard, they are all on their way, now it's your turn!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian looked at the Ice Ancestor in front of him and said with a cold light in his eyes.
After the battle with the Fire Ancestor, Mo Wentian already knew his own strength. It was not enough to kill the strong men in the late stage of the Heavenly King with the help of the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword.
You have to rely on the time roulette, but the Ice Ancestor in front of you is a bit inferior to the Fire Ancestor in strength.
Coupled with the shock to his soul that he killed Patriarch Huo, Mo Wentian had a premonition in his heart.
To fight the Ice Ancestor, there is no need to use the Time Roulette, just the Sky-Eating Divine Sword.
"Here comes the sword!"
With a cold shout, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
Standing proudly in the void, the aura on Mo Wentian's body became more and more terrifying.
"Mo Wentian, who is so domineering, has just killed many strong men of the demon clan. Now he actually wants to kill Patriarch Bing and the Great Elder!"
"It seems that the demon clan is going to be exterminated today!"
"It's better to be careful in everything. If the Demon Clan didn't provoke Mo Wentian and the Jiuyou Clan, how could the Demon Clan be in such a disaster today!"
"Ancestor Bing, can you still defeat Mo Wentian?"
…
Seeing that arrogant figure in the void, the crowd instantly exploded.
"hateful!"
Ancestor Bing looked at the Heaven-devouring Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand with extremely angry eyes.
But he did not take action against Mo Wentian.
He even trembled a little in his heart. Mo Wentian just now had been killed by even Ancestor Huo, let alone him who was not as strong as Ancestor Huo!
"Old bastard, I will give you another chance!"
"Submit to this emperor or die!"
Standing proudly in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with boundless contempt.
Mo Wentian's body was filled with immense power. He was holding the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword in his hand, and the billowing sword energy was vibrating on the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body was extremely terrifying.
"Surrender?"
"die?"
As he muttered to himself, Ancestor Bing's expression instantly became extremely ugly.
Mo Wentian is too arrogant!
He had killed so many strong men of his demon clan and subdued his demon clan’s elder disciples, but now he actually wanted to subdue him!
This simply means that he is not taken into consideration, nor is the entire demon clan taken into consideration.
"Mo Wentian, don't bully others too much!"
"My demon clan is surrendered to the Beast Master. If you kill us, the Beast Master will definitely not let you go!"
As if he remembered something, Patriarch Bing's eyes flashed with cold light and he shouted sternly.
"Beast Master?"
"This emperor is waiting for him!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.
Beast master
Even if the beast master doesn't come to him, Mo Wentian will find the beast master sooner or later!
Mo Wentian hasn't settled the debt with him yet in Sword God Continent!
If the beast owner took the initiative to come to the door, it would save Mo Wentian a lot of trouble!
"This kid Mo Wentian is simply too arrogant. Beast Master, he is the pinnacle of the ancient ruins!"
"It is rumored that the beast master's cultivation has surpassed the realm of the Heavenly King and has reached the level of the terrifying Emperor. Mo Wentian's cultivation is not even close to the perfection of the Heavenly Lord. In his eyes, there is no fear at all!"
"Arrogance will always pay the price for arrogance!"
"In the ancient ruins, there will definitely be something good to watch in the near future!"
…
Looking at the cold and arrogant Mo Wentian in the void, everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation.
They were looking forward to the battle between Mo Wentian and the Beast Master, the pinnacle showdown in this ancient ruins!