Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 841: Completely not defeating Tianjun

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Chapter 841 Completely defeating Tianjun

"Boom..."

Amidst the shocked expressions of everyone, a violent collision came again, and Mo Wentian's body flew out again.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Wentian's mouth again.

Mo Wentian's face was extremely pale.

The sword that broke the realm just now didn't stop the magic cauldron at all, and the terrifying power above the magic cauldron hit Mo Wentian's body.

Mo Wentian only felt the internal organs, as if they had moved.

"The Dark Lord is really too strong, if he doesn't take action, he will be beheaded!"

"If you continue to fight, it will be me who will die!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Shenzhu!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian thought that he still had God Orb in his hand.

Among the divine beads, the strength of the old man, even Mo Wentian, couldn't even see it.

But Mo Wentian knows that this Senior Divine Orb must not be simple, and the Dark Lord in front of him must not be the opponent of Senior Divine Orb.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to block it!"

"If you weren't too arrogant, this king would still like you a little bit!"

"Quack..."

The wanton laughter came from the void, and the next moment, I saw the Dark Lord holding the magic cauldron in his hands again, suppressing it again towards Mo Wentian.

"Boy, die!"

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

……

Void, trembling crazily, surging demonic energy, terrifying and boundless auras, coming from the void.

Mo Wentian has not had time to make a move in the future, and the rolling coercion has already swept over him.

"Puff..."

In the endless devilish energy, Mo Wentian's mouth spouted blood again.

"This kid's cultivation is still too weak. If this continues, he will undoubtedly die!"

"That's a must. This kid is in the early stage of a talented cultivator. It's not bad to be able to hold on to these tricks!"

"It seems that we can get the artifact from Lord Beast Lord together soon!"

……

Looking at Mo Wentian flying upside down again, the cynicism in the dark spread instantly.

Listening to those voices of discussion, the face of the Dark Lord was extremely confident.

"Boy, it seems that you are going to return the phantom fruit to this king!"

For the next moment, looking at Mo Wentian, the Dark Lord's eyes were filled with cold eyes.

"Really?"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth raised a weird arc.

"It must be shot!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, the Heaven Devouring God Sword could not kill him, and the Heaven Devouring God Art could not even swallow him.

Whether it is the Heaven Devouring Sword Art or the Heaven Devouring God Art, you need to rely on Mo Wentian's power.

The stronger Mo Wentian's own power is, the stronger the power he exerts.

"Senior Shenzhu, please help!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and a bead shining with mysterious patterns appeared in his hand.

"Boy, it's a price to ask me for help!"

In the next instant, an extremely thick voice rang in Mo Wentian's mind.

"What is the price?"

Mo Wentian almost blurted out subconsciously.

"The price is very simple, but when the time is right, you let me absorb a little of your strength!"

In the deep voice, it was hard to hide a bit of joking.

"Absorb a little power?"

Mo Wentian was slightly taken aback.

The absorption of a little strength mentioned by Shenzhu, Mo Wentian has experienced it twice, it is very clear.

Shenzhu is trying to absorb a little strength from him, it's about squeezing him dry.

"How?"

"Boy, don't you agree?"

At this moment, a deep voice rang in Mo Wentian's mind again.

"If you don't agree, then I won't do anything!"

"The Dark Lord is a perfect warrior, boy, no matter how evil you are, you cannot kill him today!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian did not make a sound, the voice of Shenzhu sounded again

"Isn't it just absorbing power?"

"Okay, this emperor promises you!"

A bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Okay, the emperor will clean up the Dark Lord for you!"

A hearty voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

The next moment, I saw a bright light rising from the **** orb.

"Boy, go to hell!"

The Dark Lord looked at Mo Wentian, gave a wicked smile, then held the Baizhang Devil Cauldron and smashed it directly towards Mo Wentian's suppression.

"Boom..."

Void trembling instantly, billowing demonic energy swept toward Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian looked at the magic cauldron that came in an instant, his eyes were extremely indifferent.

Stand in the void, stand still.

"Is this kid waiting to die?"

"The magic cauldron is about to hit him, so he is standing like this, motionless?"

"I looked at the kid in despair and waited calmly for death!"

"In the early days of the ant-like Tianjun, he even dared to bet with the Dark Lord. This is simply irresponsible!"

"This kid is miserable!"

……

Looking at Mo Wentian standing on the spot, his face was indifferent.

The dark place boiled instantly.

"Boom..."

Just when everyone thought that the magic cauldron was about to smash Mo Wentian to pieces, the magic cauldron suddenly stopped one inch away from Mo Wentian.

A mysterious and boundless bead stood in front of Mo Wentian, and a vast and boundless breath spread over the bead.

The next moment, I saw the magic energy in the void, frantically gathering towards the **** orb.

"What is going on?"

"What the **** is this bead!"

The Dark Lord felt something was wrong in an instant, and looked at the divine bead in the void, his eyes were extremely shocked.

"Senior God Orb, you only need to take action to kill the Dark Lord. As for the rest, leave it to me!"

Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian said solemnly.

"Give it to you?"

"Boy, promise you!"

Shenzhu immediately answered.

"Xiao Xiaotianjun's consummate warrior, dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

"Crush!"

The indifferent voice resounded throughout the void.

"Who is it?"

"Who is talking?"

"It's that mysterious bead!"

"This bead is so weird, it can directly devour the magic energy!"

"I didn't expect this kid to have this kind of **** orb. I think the Dark Lord might really be planted in this kid's hands today!"

……

An indifferent voice came, and the people in the dark came back to their senses and started talking frantically.

"Who are you?"

"Why do you want to help this kid against me?"

The Dark Lord's eyes are as dark as ink, staring at the empty divine bead, pretending to be calm and coldly shouted.

"Little Tianjun is consummate, I don't deserve to know who I am!"

"As for why I want to shoot, you are not qualified to know!"

The cold and proud voice resounded in the void again.

"Senior Shenzhu, why are you so familiar with these words!"

Muttering to himself in his mouth, a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, this is how you usually speak, of course you will feel familiar!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao's voice suddenly came from Wentian Pavilion.