Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 838: Phantom fruit is in hand

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Chapter 838 Phantom Fruit Gets Hand

"I heard that in your sinkhole, there is a phantom fruit that has matured!"

"The emperor has a battle with you. If the emperor wins, how about you give the phantom fruit to the emperor?"

There was a bright light in Mo Wentian's eyes, looking at the black-faced old man, and said in a deep voice.

"Boy, you came to miss my phantom fruit!"

"Do you know that there are tens of thousands of people who are thinking about the phantom fruit, there are always hundreds of thousands, and there are many warriors at the top of the heavens, but do you know how they ended up?"

"They all died in the end, they were all swallowed clean by this king!"

"Quack..."

The Dark Lord said, laughing wildly.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense, this emperor will ask you, do you dare to bet with this emperor?"

Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord, his eyes cold and proud.

"Only you, why doesn't this king dare!"

"Today this king will let you know that arrogance comes at a price!"

The eyes of the Dark Lord are full of disdain.

"If this is the case, take out the lottery!"

The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

"Color head?"

"Do you want the phantom fruit as a color head?"

The Dark Lord was stunned for a few seconds, then recovered in an instant, and said with a look of surprise on his face.

"Yes, this emperor doesn't want to spend too much effort, you just pick the phantom fruit, otherwise who knows if you lose!"

Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord in front of him, jokingly.

"Pick it and pick it, so you can see it and feel at ease!"

In the eyes of the Dark Lord, Leng Ao Wushuang.

He doesn't believe that, just relying on Mo Wentian's early cultivation base, Tianjun can defeat him.

You must know that he is the perfect powerhouse of Tianjun. In his eyes, Tianjun's early days are no different from ants.

In the next instant, the Dark Lord's figure flashed, and he walked directly towards a certain place.

For a while, the Dark Lord's figure reappeared not far from Mo Wentian.

"Look, this is the phantom fruit!"

A cold light flashed in the dark eyes of the Black Devil, and then he reached out from his arms and took out a fruit that exuded a transparent light and a breathtaking breath.

"Huantian, is this an phantom fruit?"

Looking at the bead, Mo Wentian's voice sounded in Wentian Pavilion.

"Yes, boss, this is the phantom fruit!"

The voice of Huantian couldn't hide his joy in an instant.

"Wait, this emperor will take it!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a firm look, and his voice was also sonorous.

"Old Hei, don't wait, let me go out for a fight?"

I seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes, a very cold light appeared.

"Boy, you are so eager to die, this king will make you perfect!"

The light in the eyes of the Dark Lord instantly skyrocketed, and the demonic energy on his body was extremely surging.

Since the Phantom Fruit has been picked out by the Dark Lord, there is no need to stay in this sinkhole.

Going out to fight, Mo Wentian has other plans in his mind.

"Go!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's figure flashed directly above the tiankeng.

Looking at Mo Wentian's figure heading towards the top of the sinkhole, the Dark Lord also did not show any weakness, his figure flashed and followed.

Fifteen minutes later, the two figures appeared on a valley not far from the sinkhole.

"Look, isn't that the legendary Dark Lord guarding the magical fruit in the sinkhole?"

"Who is the kid next to him?"

"Looking at the posture, they seem to be going to war!"

"He is Mo Wentian, the ancestor of the Jiuyou clan. Now he has offended the Mozu and the Yaozu. The people of the Mozu and the Yaozu are all wanted to hunt him down!"

"He even got involved with the Dark Lord. It seems that this kid is dead today!"

……

Just as the Mo Wentian Black Devil had just appeared in the valley, countless pairs of eyes were watching them, and there was a lot of discussion in his mouth.

Listening to the rounds of discussions, Mo Wentian's mouth was slightly curved.

The reason why he let the Dark Lord come to fight outside the Tiankeng, besides avoiding shamelessness after the Dark Lord loses, there is another reason, that is, in front of them, to behead the Dark Lord who is perfect. Up.

Shock other warriors who want to kill him.

"Boy, today you will definitely die!"

The Dark Lord's face became more and more cold and arrogant as he heard the sound of the discussion.

"Since it is a war, then you can take out the trophies of the bet first!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looking at the Dark Lord, and said coldly.

"Boy, what if you put it here first, when you are beheaded, the phantom fruit will still belong to the king!"

In the eyes of the Dark Lord, the chill suddenly soared.

The reason why the Dark Lord didn't mention a single condition was that he had sufficient confidence to kill Mo Wentian.

For a strong man in the early days of Tianjun, he even dismissed the conditions.

In the next instant, the Dark Lord took out the phantom fruit again from his arms and put it aside.

"It is rumored that after this phantom fruit has left the Materia Medica, it must be placed on a person's body. If not, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced!"

Looking at the Dark Lord placing the phantom fruit on the ground not far away, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly.

The surrounding auras are not weak, and Mo Wentian doesn't want this magical fruit to fall into the hands of others when he is fighting with the Dark Lord.

"Old Black, how about putting this phantom fruit on my body first?"

"Sooner or later you will give it to the emperor anyway!"

Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord with a smile on his face.

"Put on you?"

The Dark Lord was slightly taken aback.

"How?"

"Could it be that you dare not?"

Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord in a daze, the smile on the corner of his mouth became a bit richer, and he spoke again.

"Why don't you dare to put you on you, and when this king kills you, the phantom fruit will still be mine!"

The face of the Dark Lord is extremely confident.

"So then I will be welcome!"

Mo Wentian said, he put the phantom fruit on the side directly into his arms.

"Fantasy, refining quickly!"

As the phantom spirit fruit entered the Wentian Pavilion, Mo Wentian hurriedly headed towards the magic sky.

"Ok, boss!"

Huantian looked at the magic spirit fruit, his face was full of joy, and his voice was extremely hearty.

"Wu Sheng, Wu Jinfeng, you quickly protect the Law for Master Huantian!"

"Little Jiao, you have also entered Wentian Pavilion to protect the magic sky!"

Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian hurriedly shouted coldly.

"Boss, I..."

"Don't worry, I can solve this old guy. You go to protect the magic sky and help him break through. You want to fight the emperor to know that you can rest assured that you will let you take the opportunity and the gains and losses!"

Mo Wentian interrupted Xiao Jiao before he could finish speaking.

How could Mo Wentian not know the thoughts of Xiao Jiao, but now that the magical breakthrough is imminent, the cultivation of Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng is still too bad after all.

If Xiao Jiao enters Wentian Pavilion to protect Huantian, Mo Wentian would be relieved a lot.