Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 731: Send to death

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Chapter 731 To die

The Seventh Young Master is usually very afraid of death, but today...

"You..."

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan also took a deep breath.

But the next moment.

His face chilled again.

"Nineteen of you, go in with Qi'er!"

Looking at the nineteen people in front of him, the patriarch said coldly.

"Hurry up!"

"Yes!"

……

A number of figures walked towards the temple tremblingly.

In front of the temple.

"Boss, it's weird in this!"

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

"Weird? More than weird, it's evil at all!"

Mo Wentian's voice is extremely cold.

The temple looks ordinary on the surface, but in this temple, Mo Wentian felt an extremely evil aura.

Coming over the surface, that breath, as if to swallow everything, makes people feel hairy.

"Evil?"

Huantian's expression changed slightly.

"Wait, you will be careful and wait for my order!"

Mo Wentian's low voice sounded in Huantian's mind.

"Yes, boss!"

Huantian didn't hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

"Rumble..."

The twenty people in Mo Wentian just arrived in front of the temple, and the whole temple shook.

The door of the temple.

Open automatically.

"It's cold!"

A group of Jiuyou disciples, their bodies trembled slightly.

As if in that temple.

Something terrible is hidden.

"Go in!"

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan has indifferent eyes.

"Could you be afraid that you won't succeed, if you are afraid, then go back!"

"My Master is gone!"

Looking at a dozen people with contempt, Mo Wentian turned around and entered the temple.

"Seven Masters are all in, it should be fine!"

"Let's go in too!"

……

A dozen people saw Mo Wentian go in, and one by one, they followed in.

"Boom!"

Just as a dozen people entered, the door of the main hall closed automatically.

"Twenty, a lot of them, Jie Jie......!"

Suddenly, a strange voice came.

The evil breath came over the surface. Mo Wentian looked up and saw three pairs of green lights in the temple.

Staring at myself.

The look in the eyes is extremely hot.

As if seeing the prey.

"Who are you and why do you appear in our temple?"

Looking at the three ancestors before him, a man shouted tremblingly.

Those three eyes.

Incomparably evil, a bad premonition suddenly rose in the hearts of twenty people.

"A group of dying people, what nonsense!"

The boss of the three ancestors glanced at the disciple who made a noise, and his eyes were suddenly cold and boundless, with an evil breath coming out.

The disciple who spoke just now only felt that his legs were a little soft.

"You...who are you... on earth?"

The disciple's words were not finished in the future. The middle-aged man standing in the front shot his hand in an instant.

"Boom!"

The terrible palm strength came in an instant.

The man didn't even have the slightest resistance, and his head exploded directly.

Red and white things.

Sputter everywhere.

The strong smell of blood filled the whole temple.

"Jiejie...Boss, give this to me!"

Weird laughter came, and among the shocked expressions of everyone, I saw countless evil spirits spreading crazily on the man's body.

These evil airs enveloped this person, and the blood in this person's body spread to him madly.

Just a few breaths.

The man in front of him turned into a corpse.

"Well, it tastes really good!"

The weird man looked contented, he looked like he had tasted the best delicacy of time.

"Crack!"

The skull shattered to the ground, and the skull head rolled directly under Mo Wentian's feet.

Mo Wentian looked at the skull under his feet, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, as he expected, the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan sent him.

Not for cultivation, but to die!

The sound of the skull falling, everyone instantly relieved themselves and looked around.

On the ground, the bones of a place.

"Li Yan is dead!"

"No...I want to go out!"

"Let us out!"

"..."

Except for Mo Wentian and Huantian, everyone else swarmed toward the gate.

But the door of the temple was closed, no matter how hard they tried.

The door of the temple just doesn't move!

"Want to go out after entering?"

Suddenly, three figures suddenly appeared.

Three pairs of green eyes glowed with evil light, and the people who looked at them felt chills in their hearts.

"Don't... don't kill me!"

"Let me do anything, don't..."

Three figures approached, and a dozen people only felt a strange and incomparable evil air swept over them.

The body shivered subconsciously.

Even, in front of death, everyone bowed down and bowed their heads at the three of them.

"Boss, a disciple of the Jiuyou clan, this is how you look!"

"What a shame!"

Looking at the Jiuyou disciple who knelt down and begged for mercy, Huan Tian's eyes were full of disdain.

"The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan, even his own son can abandon it for profit!"

"Is the face important to them?"

Mo Wentian grinned slightly, and a sneer sounded in Huantian's mind.

"Yes, the boss is right, they just have no face and skin!"

Mo Wentian doesn't have the slightest affection for the group of Jiuyou disciples in front of him, and Huantian is the same.

"The strength of the three old dogs should not be underestimated, be careful!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, the cold voice came to Huantian's mind.

"Yes, boss!"

Huantian answered quickly.

"It is your blessing to be swallowed by my ancestors, Jie Jie......"

Suddenly, a strange laugh came.

A pair of green lights burst out, emitting a terrifying and boundless light.

As soon as this word fell, one of the three ancestors shot instantly.

A big hand of a hundred feet long appeared in the void, billowing evil spirits.

In an instant, all the disciples of the Jiuyou clan who knelt down to the ground were surrounded.

"No..."

"Don't kill me!"

"I don't want to die!"

……

A series of exclamations sounded.

But the next moment, countless evil auras on the giant palm crazily entangled a group of disciples of the Jiuyou clan.

"What the **** is this, my vitality and strength are passing away, no..."

"Let us go, let us go!"

……

A group of disciples are very impressive in their eyes.

I saw the evil spirit enveloped, and the faces of a group of Jiuyou disciples suddenly rose up around them.

Become an old man in his seventies.

Subsequently, it became a penetrating bone.

After a few breaths, the screams stopped abruptly.

In the temple.

Leave only a piece of bone.

"It's just a bunch of ants, they want to escape the palm of my ancestor!"

The middle-aged man's eyes are very wanton. As these people become bones, the middle-aged man's face looks a bit younger, and the aura on his body has also strengthened a bit.

"Boss, your cultivation base has recovered faster!"

"If you continue at this speed, you will be able to recover soon!"

Behind the man, the other two also quickly stood up and said.

"Boss, there are two more!"

But at this moment, the three seemed to have discovered something, and their eyes fell in the corner of the temple.

In the corner, Mo Wentian and Huantian.

I was standing there quietly.