Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 810: Baizhang spirit, just ants!

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Chapter 810 Baizhang spirit, only ants!

"Hahahaha... In the early days of a little Tianjun, he wanted to submit to you?"

"You are just dreaming!"

Meng Ruoxi couldn't help laughing wildly after hearing this.

She is a strong man at the pinnacle of the dignified Heavenly Sovereign, and she is also above the tens of thousands of people in the monster clan. Want her to submit to this little Jiuyou clan, to submit to Mo Wentian?

This is undoubtedly the funniest joke in the world to her.

"The emperor has given you the opportunity. If you don't surrender, you need to blame the emperor for accidentally killing you!"

Mo Wentian's eyes instantly became cold.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"I really don't like your arrogance, go to hell!"

Laughing wildly, Meng Ruoxi's eyes were full of fierce gleams.

"Red Flame Palm!"

Meng Ruoxi yelled angrily and slapped her palms one by one.

Along with her printing out one by one, in the void, a palm with the size of a hundred meters, burning with red flames, appeared.

"Could this be the legendary Red Flame Palm?"

"What a terrible palm!"

"Can the emperor block it?"

……

Looking at the huge palm in the void, beyond the ten thousand feet of the sky, a series of exclamations sounded.

"With a king-level artifact in hand, you can't even kill this emperor!"

"With this clutch, I want to kill me too, ridiculous!"

Looking at the giant palm in the void, a cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Break the world with a sword!"

"Come again!"

Mo Wentian squinted his eyes slightly, snorted coldly, and shot again with a sword.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura rose instantly.

A fierce and boundless aura spread from Mo Wentian's body. That aura, with supreme coldness and arrogance, made people daunting.

"Boss, the aura in your body has become stronger again!"

"Yes, boss, the power of your sword is comparable to that of Tianjun!"

Suddenly, the voices of Xiao Jiao and Huantian sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"The taste of this sword should be pretty good!"

Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and a cold glow appeared in his eyes.

"No, this kid's breath has become stronger again!"

"This sword spirit is terrible!"

Looking at the slashed sword in the void, a bad premonition rose in Meng Ruoxi's heart.

Intuition tells her that this sword is terrifying.

But she didn't believe that Mo Wentian, who was in the early days of Tianjun, was able to kill the powerhouse who had achieved her peak.

"Dead!"

The cold voice resounded throughout the void.

In the next instant, Mo Wentian's eyes were terrifying killing intent, and he immediately slashed towards Meng Ruoxi with a sword.

"The power of this sword is comparable to the peak of Tianjun!"

In Meng Ruoxi's eyes, a touch of surprise rose.

At this moment, she seemed to feel that the **** of death was beckoning to her, and that terrible sword seemed to be really going to kill her.

"Boy, you are just as powerful as the peak of Tianjun, and my strength in this seat is the realm of Tianjun peak!"

"Red Flame Palm: Nine and Nine into One!"

Meng Ruoxi's expression changed for a while, she let out a sigh of relief with a cold shout.

In the void, the huge palms of the size of one hundred meters changed into nine in an instant, and in the next instant, they changed into eighty-one, and finally eighty-one merged into one, greeted Mo Wentian. Up.

"Boom..."

The violent collision came again.

"Puff..."

Mo Wentian's body flew out, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Hmm..."

Although Meng Ruoxi didn't fly upside down, in fact it was not much better, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Don't bear it anymore, holding it back will cause internal injuries!"

Mo Wentian fought from the ground, looked at Meng Ruoxi, and sneered.

"Boy, you..."

"Puff..."

Xu was angry, maybe she couldn't help it anymore, Meng Ruoxi also sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Wentian really guessed right. On the surface, Meng Ruoxi seemed to have won the battle, but the injuries in her body were not light.

"Look, Meng Ruoxi is also injured!"

"The strength of the emperor is really terrible!"

"In the early days of Tianjun and Tianjun peak, how terrible is this, this is simply a monster!"

……

Beyond the sky, the silhouettes looked at the cold and arrogant silhouettes in the void, and a touch of admiration instantly rose in their eyes.

"Is that how it should be?"

"Is it better to spit it out!"

Mo Wentianman's mocking words resounded.

"Boy, I am going to kill you!"

"Kill you!"

Mo Wentian's arrogant words were extremely ironic to her.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in Meng Ruoxi's eyes suddenly skyrocketed.

"Although my strength may not be able to beat you now, my spirit is enough to suppress you!"

With a cold shout, Meng Ruoxi's whole body, a force of strength gathered toward the top of her head.

The next moment, behind her, a phantom of a hundred meters in size appeared.

"Baizhang spirit?"

"At the peak of Heavenly Sovereign, the soul is only a hundred meters in size, it is really pitiful!"

Mo Wentian looked at the ghost phantom and burst into laughter instantly.

You must know that his Divine Soul has reached 220 feet at the beginning of Tianjun's cultivation, but in contrast to Meng Ruoxi, Tianjun's peak realm, the Divine Soul is only 100 feet.

Forget it, but she still wants to suppress Mo Wentian with the help of the spirit, this is simply...

Idiot talk about dreams!

"Poor?"

"You said my soul is pitiful!"

"I will suppress you to death today!"

In Meng Ruoxi's eyes, the killing intent was not concealed.

"Baizhang spirit?"

"Is this the phantom of the heavenly monarch strong man!"

"What a terrible pressure, keep your mind and go back!"

……

Looking at the ghostly phantom that stood proudly in the void, Chi Xiao and the others were instantly surprised.

Immediately, he retreated quickly.

"Baizhang Spirit!"

"Suppression!"

With a cold drink, the breath in Meng Ruoxi's body skyrocketed again.

In the void, the phantom of the Baizhang soul is even more clear.

"Just want to suppress me?"

"Dead!"

The cold voice sounded.

"Buzzing..."

Mo Wentian punched Meng Ruoxi's body with a punch. The next moment, an immortal force enveloped Meng Ruoxi.

"How is this possible..."

In the void, there was an exclamation sound, the next moment...

The ghost phantom in the void began to tremble.

"In front of the emperor, I still don't surrender!"

Mo Wentian's roar sounded in the void.

In Mo Wentian's body, a sword star core is spinning endlessly, exuding supreme coercion, that star core is immortal!

"Buzzing..."

Meng Ruoxi's soul trembled.

"Immortal stars!"

"Bump!"

"Boom..."

The shining star in the void slammed into Meng Ruoxi's soul and physique.

For a while, countless cracks appeared on the soul.

"Buzzing..."

The soul trembled madly, as if she was also afraid.