Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 773: Get into the arms of the emperor soon
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Chapter 773 is coming soon to the emperor's arms
Although the little Tiger King's heart is full of anger and wants to avenge Xiaoyue Wolf, but he is not stupid, if it is at this moment, the demon saint Han Qingmo is still in Mo Wentian's hands.
The howling wolf is important, but Han Qingmo is even more important.
"Little Tiger King, what anxious, isn't the beauty you want here?"
Looking at King Tiger, Mo Wentian's face was full of evil smiles.
"Han Qingmo, come to the emperor soon!"
Immediately, Mo Wentian snapped his fingers and called out, and a graceful figure appeared beside Mo Wentian. Amidst the astonishment of the little Tiger King, he sat in Mo Wentian obediently. In the arms of the sky.
"Silently, you..."
"Mo Wentian, what did you do to silently?"
Little Tiger King watched this scene, his killing intent skyrocketed in his eyes, his hands clenched into fists and his joints creaked.
"What did you do?"
"Your speed is really too slow, the emperor is a bit boring, so casually enslave this demon saint as the emperor's dog for fun!"
Mo Wentian's smile was all over his face, that appearance is simply harmless to humans and animals.
"What?"
"You turned silently into your slave?"
Little Tiger King's eyes were taken aback, and his low voice was full of disbelief.
The saint of his dignified demon race, his favorite woman of the Tiger King, was turned into a slave by this Mo Wentian?
This is simply the shame of his little tiger king, the shame of his entire monster race!
"Wang, let us kill this kid!"
"Yes, this kid is just the perfect state of the great heaven, let us kill him!"
Thunder Leopard and Cyclone Monkey also had murderous intent in their eyes, and said solemnly.
It looks like it's about to be shot.
Although Mo Wentian just hit Xiaoyue Wolf to death, they believed that with Mo Wentian's cultivation base, they would definitely not be able to beat both of them.
"Quit!"
He glared at Mo Wentian and shouted coldly.
Mo Wentian can blast to death the Howling Wolf in the Great Heaven Consummation Realm with a single punch. Although the Howling Wolf is the worst of their three monsters, even if the Thunder Leopard and Cyclone Monkey are cultivated Because it is only one step away from Tianjun, it is still the realm of perfection in that great heaven.
Little Tiger King doesn't want to watch the Thunder Leopard and Cyclone Monkey get hurt again.
"Yes, king!"
"Yes, king!"
Despite their reluctance, Thunder Leopard and Cyclone Monkey replied respectfully, and then retreated behind Little Tiger King.
"Mo Wentian, I will kill you, and then destroy your Jiuyou family!"
Little Tiger King looked at Mo Wentian, his face full of anger.
"Kill me?"
"This emperor has listened to this story countless times, do you know what the end of every person who says he wants to kill me will end up?"
Looking at King Tiger, Mo Wentian said indifferently.
"What will end?"
Little Tiger King was taken aback for a moment, and asked subconsciously.
"Dead!"
Mo Wentian's eyes are suddenly indifferent.
"Arrogant, his cultivation level is no more than the perfect state of the great heaven. It must be just a coincidence to be able to kill the howling wolf just now. The king is a strong heavenly monarch. It is not easy to kill him!" /
"This kid, who made my demon saint into a slave, must kill him!"
……
Behind the little tiger king, the fierce light in the eyes of the thundering leopard and the cyclone monkey skyrocketed.
Mo Wentian is too arrogant!
"Boy, your mouth is very powerful, but it is useless in front of Ben Tianjun!"
"Go to hell!"
In the eyes of Little Tiger King, it was cold and terrifying.
Mo Wentian's arrogance has completely angered him, especially watching Han Qingmo sitting on Mo Wentian's lap and twisting his waist. The well-behaved and docile appearance made him kill in his heart. Italy skyrocketed.
In the Yaozu, no one knew that Han Qingmo was the woman of his Little Tiger King, but now, Han Qingmo was sitting on Mo Wentian's lap!
"Little sick cat, this emperor will let you know that this emperor is more than just lip service!"
"War!"
Don't ask the sky to take a step forward, a war sound clanked.
"The Tiger Goes Down!"
With a cold cry, I saw a tiger standing several hundred feet tall in the void, with wide white eyes glaring at Mo Wentian, as if he was about to strip him away.
In the next instant, the giant tiger in the void flashed, rushing directly towards Mo Wentian.
Looking at the Baizhang fierce tiger coming in the void, Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly.
"Han Qingmo, block this emperor!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian pushed Han Qingmo, who was sitting on his lap, into the void with a palm.
Han Qingmo has become Mo Wentian's slave. Now she has only one thought in her mind, that is, what Mo Wentian asks her to do, she will do what she does, even if she knows it is death, there will be nothing Resist.
"The Power of Extreme Cold!"
Han Qingmo's eyes flashed a flash of coldness, and with a squeak, the Scepter of Extreme Cold appeared in her hand.
As soon as her scepter came out, the air was raging in the void, as if to be frozen.
Looking at the demon saint Han Qingmo who suddenly greeted Wukong, the expressions of everyone in the Tiancheng Hall were shocked.
"How did the demon saint greet me?"
"Isn't the demon saint going up to find death?"
……
Sounds of exclamation sounded in the hall.
"Silently..."
"No..."
Little Tiger King's movements are extremely fast, and when he sees that the person greeted is Han Qingmo, it is already too late.
His body, the size of one hundred meters, directly hit Han Qingmo.
"Boom..."
Undoubtedly, Han Qingmo is only a realm of great heavenly consummation, how could it be possible to resist the little tiger king living in the realm of Heavenly Sovereign.
The violent collision came from the void, and Han Qingmo's body flew out directly.
"Puff..."
A mouthful of blood came out of Han Qingmo's mouth. Her face was instantly pale, and her vitality was quickly dissipating.
"Silently..."
"Mo Wentian, I will kill you, kill you!"
Little Tiger King looked at Han Qingmo, who was already dead on the ground, with terrifying killing intent in his eyes, and his low roar made people shudder.
"Kill me?"
"Little Tiger King, you killed this Han Qingmo, you killed the person yourself, do you blame me?"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth, full of mockery.
"Mo Wentian, if it weren't for you to be a slave silently, how could she take action against me, Mo Wentian, blame you, this king will kill you to avenge silently!"
Little Tiger King’s eyes are scarlet at this moment.
"Tiger King Fist!"
As the little tiger king yelled, a pair of scarlet gloves appeared on his giant palm.
On the glove, the mysterious **** pattern flickered endlessly, looking terrifying from a distance.
"The king's stigmata gloves have come out, this kid will definitely die!"
"Yes, Wang will be able to smash this kid with one punch!"
……
The thundering leopard and the whirlwind monkey not far away looked at the void, with joy in their eyes.
"Stigmata gloves?"
Mo Wentian looked at Little Tiger King in the void, his eyes flickered with coldness.