Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 732: All are going to die!
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Chapter 732 All are going to die!
Mo Wentian and Huantian stood in the corner, their faces indifferent.
In the temple.
The silence is terrible!
"Boss, there are two more!"
"Reward these two, right?"
One of the three ancestors looked at Mo Wentian with a wicked face.
In this person's eyes, there is even a touch of heat, and the look in his eyes seems to have seen a prey.
"Good!"
The middle-aged man looked at Mo Wentian with contempt.
"Little guy, be my ancestor's food!"
The middle-aged man smiled strangely and approached Mo Wentian. The middle-aged man didn't seem to want to kill Mo Wentian anytime soon. There was a joke in his eyes.
"Boss, these three old guys, want to devour us!"
In Huantian’s eyes, a ray of light flashed, and Mo Wentian’s eyes narrowed slightly. As they swallowed this group of people, the aura on the three of them was obviously increasing. Obviously, these ancestors of the Jiuyou clan , Is leaning on the disciples of the Jiuyou clan.
Restore the repair.
"What a patriarch of the Jiuyou clan!"
"The means are really hot!"
In Mo Wentian's heart, he couldn't help taking a breath. That was the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan, Jiang Jiuyou's disciple.
Send alive to people to swallow.
How vicious this is!
"Boss, what shall we do now?"
Huantian's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Watch the changes!"
Mo Wentian's voice is extremely deep.
Three middle-aged men.
The evil spirit on the body is terrifying.
But the cultivation base has only been restored to the early stage of the great heaven!
This cultivation base is not terrible, but these three old guys don’t know how many years they have lived, and they must have a lot of methods. If you want to kill these three, even if they are the strongest of the top Can't do it!
As for Mo Wentian, it is extremely difficult.
"It is an honor for you to be the food of the ancestor!"
"Jiejie..."
The middle-aged man looked at Mo Wentian, with a wild smile in his eyes.
Excited middle-aged man.
But I didn't notice that Mo Wentian and Huantian didn't panic like other disciples.
He seems to be waiting for something!
"Boy, die!"
The middle-aged man approached Mo Wentian step by step. In the temple, the silence was a bit terrifying, and the middle-aged man waved his hands, the evil spirit was crazy and wanton.
"The Palms of the Nine Nethers!"
An indifferent voice sounded.
The middle-aged man slapped a palm, and the evil spirit of the whole temple shook wildly.
Countless evil spirits are in the void.
A vortex was formed, and the vortex grew rapidly, reaching the size of ten feet in a moment.
It became a ten-zhang handprint.
On the handprints, there are evil spirits wantonly.
There seems to be a whistling sound.
The sound makes the scalp numb, in the temple.
It seems to have become an ancient magic domain.
It's terrible!
"Boss, this old man is going to kill us?"
Huantian’s voice was a bit of panic. The three of them are old monsters who have not known how many years they have lived. If this person takes action, then Mo Wentian’s identity will inevitably be exposed. At that time, the whole The disciples of the Jiuyou clan surrounded.
I'm afraid I can't run away to read!
"Don't worry!"
Mo Wentian's voice.
With some coldness.
In Leng Yi's body, the four sword star cores were spinning frantically.
The billowing sword power.
Rolling in Mo Wentian's body.
"You must kill him with one sword, otherwise..."
Don't Wentian's mind, fast-moving, middle-aged man's methods, I don't know how many.
One sword can't kill this person.
That Mo Wentian, he can't kill this person again.
As for leaving?
This is impossible!
Mo Wentian is already in the Jiuyou clan now, not to mention the four elders and patriarchs of the Jiuyou clan outside, just the three old guys in front of him.
It is absolutely impossible to let Mo Wentian go.
Countless demons in the temple.
That was all because of him.
These three old men, now I am afraid I can't wait to swallow him raw.
"Dead!"
The cold voice came again.
"Boom!"
The whole temple trembled.
The palm print of ten feet.
As if to shoot Mo Wentian directly into pieces.
"The third child, just two ants, hurry up!"
"There is more to come!"
In the temple, the last man has his eyes shining hot.
Obviously.
He can't wait.
"Jiejie..."
"Second brother is right!"
The middle-aged man gave a weird laugh, then waved his hand and his palm prints fell.
Follow the palm prints.
The middle-aged man appeared in front of Mo Wentian instantly.
He seems to have seen it, Mo Wentian died tragically under this palm, the magical power exerted, the rolling power of Jiuyou.
Go toward Mo Wentian.
"This is this time!"
It's in that clutch, it's already within easy reach, Mo Wentian even felt it.
The demon soul pounced on his face.
At this moment, Mo Wentian made a move.
"Little Jiao, help me!"
With a cold drink, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword appeared directly in Mo Wentian's hands.
"Yes, boss!"
Xiao Jiao's figure flashed, and it landed directly on Mo Wentian's shoulders, Huantian also turned into its original form, and fell into Mo Wentian's arms. The demon power in the two people's body poured into Mo Wentian madly. Of the body.
"Heaven Devouring Sword!"
"Swords can break the world, you lingering soul!"
"Be the emperor sacrifice the sword!"
The indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian shot with a sword. The next moment, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, the light skyrocketed, and the bright sword light seemed to swallow the world.
"Boom..."
Void, directly crushed.
The turbulent flow of emptiness is rolling, surging out.
Standing in the turbulence of the void.
Mo Wentian's aura surged wildly. At this moment, he seemed to be the Supreme Sword God from the chaos.
One sword can kill the gods and demons!
"Broken!"
Li Yi again and again, that sword rose up into the sky.
The palm of ten feet.
Smash it instantly!
The devilish energy is rolling, there is no existence!
"Wrong..."
"Youngest, be careful!"
At this moment, the three ancestors in the temple finally recovered.
But unfortunately.
It's too late!
"What's the matter?"
The old third's face changed slightly, but the moment he turned his head.
His eyes.
Collect at one point.
It was a sword light, and in that sword light, he seemed to see the destruction of the world.
The great collapse!
That sword is terrible!
"This is the Heaven Devouring Sword..."
"No..."
The old third's body trembled slightly, he couldn't even stop him, the sword had already come.
That sword, too fast!
"Puff......"
The sword light faded in a flash.
The middle-aged man's eyes are wide open, in those pupils.
With fear!
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, a figure was solidified in front of the middle-aged man. It was a young man. The young man held a divine sword and his eyes.
Contempt is boundless.
"It's you!"
The middle-aged man uttered the last sentence.
His face.
With a touch of unwillingness.
The whole person fell to the ground.
As soon as the middle-aged man fell, countless blood in the middle-aged man seemed to be drained.
Become a corpse.
"Boom!"
On the ground, a cloud of dust was stirred up.
"Youngest!"
"Youngest!"
As the middle-aged man fell, the other two finally recovered.
The two looked at Mo Wentian.
The killing intent is skyrocketing!
"Do it yourself!"
"Don't live!"
Mo Wentian's faint voice sounded. In Mo Wentian's arms, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian stretched out their heads.
Looking at the fallen middle-aged man.
The eyes of the two are also full of sneers.
"Boy, it's you, did you kill the youngest?"
At this moment, the two middle-aged men seemed to think of something, and their eyes suddenly became cold. The Mo Wentian in front of them, how could they not be familiar? In the temple, it is Mo Wentian with that terrible Divine beads, annihilated all demons.
Now, only three of them are left.
To Mo Wentian.
I still don't want to let them go.
To kill them all!
"This emperor wants to kill, he is not alone!"
"You two, still die!"
In Mo Wentian's hand, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword trembled slightly, and a terrible killing intent appeared on the sword.
Raised into the sky.