Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 730: Enter forbidden area

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Chapter 730 Entering the Forbidden Land

Jiuyou Mansion, backyard.

"Follow this son, hurry up..."

The mighty, more than 300 disciples rushed to the backyard.

And Mo Wentian.

The face is even more arrogant, although the surrounding Jiuyou Mansion disciples are angry.

But no one dared to come forward and say something.

"Here!"

Finally, a group of people arrived in the backyard.

Empty backyard.

There is no warrior, and the void is dark and scary.

It seems like there is something hidden here.

"Where are these three ancestors hiding?"

Mo Wentian was yelling, secretly thinking about the ancestors from the three temples.

What realm have you reached now?

Mo Wentian now doesn't know in his heart.

But Mo Wentian knows, these three are definitely not so easy to deal with.

"Little Jiao, Huantian, be careful!"

Mo Wentian's voice rang in the minds of Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian.

"Yes, boss!"

"Boss, be careful too!"

Huantian glanced at Mo Wentian slightly in his eyes.

The voices of the two.

It also sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Everyone, congratulations on being selected to practice in the forbidden area!"

At this moment, a chuckle came, and the patriarch of Jiuyou Mansion walked out of the forbidden area, behind him.

Follow the four elders.

Look at the message and wait for someone.

The patriarch’s face is full of smiles.

It is the four elders.

The expression is slightly gloomy.

"Meet the patriarch!"

"Meet the elders!"

……

Silhouettes hurriedly saluted the patriarch.

"Get up all!"

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan, with a smile on his face.

It's more intense.

But Mo Wentian felt a permeating chill on this person.

"Everyone, the temple is here. The space in the temple is limited. If you want to enter the temple to practice, you can only enter 20 people at a time!"

"Twenty of you, follow me!"

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan, his eyes fell on the twenty people in front.

Follow the words of the Jiuyou clan.

The eyes of these twenty people were overjoyed.

The other Jiuyou disciples looked at these twenty people with envy.

"Thank you patriarch!"

"Thank you patriarch!"

……

Silhouettes looked at the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan with excitement.

"The patriarch, they..."

The fifth elder stood up, his face slightly hesitant.

"Five elders, step back!"

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan gave the fifth elder a cold glance.

Nine Yougong.

That's ancient magic, and he must get this technique.

If you get this technique.

Maybe his cultivation level can be promoted from the great heaven to the realm of heavenly monarch.

Even stronger.

"Twenty of you, don't go in quickly!"

Looking at the twenty people in front of him, the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan, he shouted coldly.

"Yes!"

Silhouettes hurriedly walked towards the temple.

"These three old guys, in this temple?"

Behind the crowd, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered, and the temple, when Mo Wentian first saw it, had changed a lot.

On top of it, it is very ordinary.

The lines are not shiny, as if they have been abandoned for countless years.

On the steps before God's point.

There is no dust!

"Boss, what are these people doing?"

Huantian's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Send to death!"

Mo Wentian's voice is extremely cold.

The temple is ordinary.

But in the temple, Mo Wentian felt an incredibly evil aura.

"Send to death?"

Huantian's expression changed slightly.

He actually thought it originally.

This patriarch asked a disciple of the Jiuyou clan to come to practice, but he didn’t expect...

That's his disciple of the Jiuyou clan.

This patriarch is too vicious.

"In the face of interests, the affection of the same family is a fart!"

Mo Wentian, his eyes are full of sneers, Jiuyou Clan, it is ridiculous!

They really thought.

These three old guys will help the Jiuyou tribe?

If Mo Wentian remembers correctly, these three old guys should come from the devil world!

Will they help the Jiuyou tribe?

"Wait a minute, you guys go in last!"

Mo Wentian's low voice sounded in Huantian's mind.

"Yes, boss!"

Huantian quickly agreed.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"No..."

But at this moment, in the temple, a series of frightened voices came.

"Jiejie..."

"My ancestor hasn't swallowed so much flesh and blood for a long time, so happy..."

"It's so delicious!"

……

In the temple, a wave of evil spirits rose to the sky.

That evil spirit.

As if to swallow everything.

"What's the matter?"

"What happened in the temple!"

……

Outside, the disciples of the Jiuyou clan changed drastically one by one, and there were screams in the temple.

The screams were miserable.

As if there was something terrible in it.

"Don't kill me, no!"

"Ah..."

The last scream came, and the temple finally calmed down.

But a strong smell of blood.

But with the temple as the center of gravity, it spread.

"What the **** happened?"

A disciple of Jiuyou Mansion, his body trembled slightly.

At this moment.

There seemed to be a bad premonition rising in their hearts.

"Twenty of you, go in!"

At this moment, the patriarch of Jiuyou Mansion took a step forward and pointed at the twenty people in front.

chuckled coldly.

The face of the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan is even more indifferent.

Four elders.

Taking a deep breath, their faces became cold.

"Patriarch, I, I, I..."

"I don't want to go!"

A disciple of the Jiuyou clan stood up, his voice trembling.

Other disciples.

He was also full of surprise.

"Don't want to go?"

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan, his eyes are extremely indifferent.

"If you don't go, then die!"

But the next moment, the eyes of the chief of the Jiuyou clan were suddenly extremely cold.

Shoot with one palm.

The power of the Nine Nethers is rolling out.

"Patriarch, you..."

"Puff......"

The terrible palm strength passed directly through the man's chest, and the man was whole.

His face is extremely pale.

His chest is a blood hole.

Through the blood hole, you can see the scene behind him from the front.

"Fan Qing!"

"Fan Qing..."

……

A series of exclamations came.

The breath on this person's body began to dissipate, and there was disbelief in his eyes.

"Boom!"

The person's body fell directly to the ground.

"Fan Qing is dead!"

A group of disciples of the Jiuyou clan trembled.

The eyes that looked at the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan were filled with disbelief.

Fan Qing, was killed by the patriarch.

"The patriarch has arranged a training place for you, it is for your good!"

"The disobedient!"

"This patriarch doesn't like it!"

Wipe off the blood from the palm of his hand, the patriarch looked at a group of disciples of the Jiuyou clan and said with a chuckle.

That smile makes people feel hairy.

"Boss, this patriarch is really cruel!"

Huantian took a breath.

"Heartless?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, faint light flickered.

Mo Wentian's heart.

Seems to understand something.

"The demons plundered the world, these three ancestors, do they want to use the Jiuyou clan to recover?"

Mo Wentian's eyes were slightly cold.

The three ancestors, those are the strong heavenly monarchs. If they are allowed to recover, let alone Mo Wentian, this world will turn into a demon.

"Wait a minute, let in!"

"You guys are watching outside!"

Mo Wentian's low voice sounded in the minds of Huantian and Xiao Jiao.

"Boss..."

"Boss!"

When Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian heard this, their expressions changed at the same time.

That's five great powerhouses guarding the outside, plus the three old guys in the temple, don't get in.

What a danger?

"Don't worry!"

"My life is very hard!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.

"If you don't go in, then die..."

"I'll go in!"

Just as the patriarch was about to make another move, a low voice came, and Mo Wentian walked out arrogantly.

"Seven sons!"

"It turned out to be him!"

……

A group of people looked at Mo Wentian blankly.

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan was also a little surprised. Mo Wentian stood up?

"What is there to be afraid of, my master, go!"

"A group of people who are afraid of death!"

Mo Wentian, looked at a group of Jiuyou disciples with disdain, then turned around and walked directly towards the temple.

That arrogant look.

Everyone who was watching was in a daze.