Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 881: Join a battle with the devil

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Chapter 881 Fighting the Demon King

"Among the demon clan, no one knows that Young Demon Lord is the devil lord the most beloved. It is because he holds it in his hand for fear of losing it, and holds it in his mouth for fear of melting!"

"This kid is so arrogant to say how the Young Demon Lord was killed by him!"

"I look at the kid, today is bound to die!"

"This kid is so arrogant, even if he is dead, he is responsible for it!"

……

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, there was a fierce gleam in the eyes of the demons.

"Arrogant!"

The anger in Lu Yan's heart can no longer be restrained.

I saw an extremely cold glow burst out of his eyes.

Mo Wentian, it was so arrogant that he told him how his son was killed by himself!

This is simply lawless!

"Hand over the sky fox, otherwise I will destroy your demons today!"

It seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light, and he shouted coldly.

"Hand over that woman? Don't think about it!"

"Boy, you are so arrogant that you still want that woman. Today, it is not just you, you people, and the woman, who will be buried with the king's Qinger!"

In the eyes of Demon King Lu Yan, the killing intent was extremely terrifying, and it looked like he was about to shoot in the next moment.

"Master, I see the Devil King Old Miscellaneous is not going to hand over Master Tianhu!"

"It's better to let me and the Demon Sovereign take action and fight this old man!"

At this moment, Fan Zeng stepped forward, looking at Mo Wentian, and said solemnly.

"No!"

"This old scumbag is now in the late King of Heaven, you will not be his opponents together!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian immediately stopped speaking.

Although Fan Zeng and Mo Zun are also in the realm of heavenly kings, they are only the early days of heavenly kings.

Although there are only two small differences between the early days of the king of heaven and the later days of the king of heaven, there is a world of difference in strength.

They fought against the Demon King Lu Yan, which is equivalent to hitting a rock with a pebble.

"Boss, even Fan Zeng and Demon Zun are not the opponents of this old Demon King!"

"Then how can we **** the Sky Fox from him?"

Little Jiao frowned slightly, his face was full of solemn expression, and said in a deep voice.

"Since the demons are here, I naturally want to save the Tianhu!"

"You are all waiting here, the woman of the emperor, the emperor will save him!"

Mo Wentian's eyes are full of firmness, and his voice is full of sonorous force.

"Boss, are you going to save?"

"But in the late stage of your cultivation level, you are a talented man, this is so different from that old man!"

Huantian turned his round eyes and looked at Mo Wentian, worried.

"Cultivation is not the only criterion for measuring strength!"

"Trust me!"

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

Since the breakthrough to the late Heavenly King, Mo Wentian has not fought a battle.

Now he doesn't know how strong he is!

The demon king in front of him, the cultivation base of the late heavenly king, just to give him a test of his cultivation base.

Moreover, there is still this time roulette in hand, Mo Wentian also wants to see how powerful this time roulette is.

"Old miscellaneous, this emperor knows that you won't hand over Tianhu easily!"

"Make a bet with the emperor, can you dare?"

Looking at Demon King Lu Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness, and he said coldly.

"What bet?"

Devil King Lu Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously spoke.

"The emperor will fight you today. If the emperor wins, you will hand over the sky fox!"

"If the emperor loses, then the emperor will leave it to you, how about it?"

Mo Wentian stepped forward, the aura on his body changed extremely sharply, and a terrifying pressure spread from Mo Wentian's body.

Although Mo Wentian's cultivation is only in the late stage of Tianjun, for some reason, the feeling given to Demon King Lu Yan is not much worse than that of the middle stage of Tianjun.

"What? I heard it right? Don't Wentian, this kid is asking to fight against Lord Demon?"

"I heard it too, Mo Wentian, this kid is a fight, this is obviously looking for death!"

"He is only in the late stage of Heavenly King, so he dared to make an appointment with the master of the late stage of the Demon King. I looked at the kid, today he is about to die in the hands of the Lord of the Demon!"

"This kid, it's miserable!"

……

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the crowd instantly exploded.

"Fight me?"

"I am a strong man in the late stage of the dignified king of heaven, and I am not worthy of a fight!"

"This king wants to kill you, but it's just a matter of flicks!"

Leng and arrogant voice sounded in the void, and Lu Yan stepped forward.

The next moment, this person waved his hand, and his palm instantly turned into a sharp sword, and a sharp sword aura shot out from him.

"Buzzing..."

Where the sword gas passed, the void shattered directly.

"Time Roulette!"

"Come out!"

Feeling the terrifying sword aura that came in an instant, Mo Wentian shouted coldly.

In the next instant, a palm-sized roulette appeared in his hand.

"What is in that kid's hand?"

"Isn't that the reduced version of the roulette that rushed out of the Jiuyou Mountains?"

"That roulette is so mysterious, it's not mortal at first sight!"

"What if he has that roulette wheel in his hand, it is impossible for him to beat the Demon King in the later stage of the Heavenly King based on his cultivation base in the later period of the king!"

……

A distance of tens of thousands of meters away from Mo Wentian, the figures of the monsters and the disciples of the Tianniu tribe looked at the proud figure of Xu Kong, and said with disdain.

"If you want to kill me, you are not qualified!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's roulette wheel spun slightly.

The next moment, a series of **** patterns rose, and a mysterious wave spread.

The terrible sword aura shattered directly into the void.

"Blocked?"

Lu Yan's eyes shrank slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Although his sword just used only 10% of his power, that sword is also enough to kill the general power of the early days of the king.

Kemo Wentian, the strong man in the late stage of Tianjun not only has nothing, but also blocked it.

It seems that something has been discovered. The next moment, Lu Yan's eyes fell on the time wheel in Mo Wentian's hands.

The roulette is spinning endlessly, and it seems to contain the ultimate truth between the heaven and the earth, and it seems mysterious.

"Is this a royal-level artifact that exceeds the king-level artifact?"

I seemed to remember something. Looking at Mo Wentian, Lu Yan's eyes lit up with an extremely hot light.

Imperial-level artifact, that is a terrifying existence beyond the royal-level artifact.

"Imperial artifact?"

Mo Wentian looked at Lu Yan, with contempt in his eyes.

Although Mo Wentian didn't know what kind of artifact existed in this time roulette, this artifact could control the law, and Mo Wentian knew that this must not be as simple as an imperial artifact.

A dignified demon king who doesn't even know the level of this artifact, this is simply embarrassing.