Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 779: Enter Sky City

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of Sword God!

Chapter 779 Entering Heaven City

"Brother Xiao, calm down!"

Deng Jiaoyue hurriedly said softly, with a touch of admiration rising in her eyes, and her body moved closer to Xiao Yuehen's side.

"Sister Jiaoyue, you are not bad, I don't want to go to the Jiuyou clan with extra people, but now that you have found it, then go with me!"

Xiao Yuehen glanced at Deng Jiaoyue lightly and said indifferently.

"Thank you brother!"

Deng Jiaoyue chuckled, twisting her body, and even sticking to Xiao Yuehen's body.

"Sister Jiaoyue, the smell on you, I like it!"

Faced with Deng Jiaoyue who came close to her, Xiao Yuehen did not refuse, and with a big hand, she took Deng Jiaoyue into her arms.

Then the figure flashed and disappeared in front of the hillside.

A charming voice came from the depths of the mountains.

One day passed again, two figures, a man and a woman, appeared in front of the sky city.

"This monarch is here, the ants of the Jiuyou clan, don't hurry to come out and die!"

A murderous intent appeared in Xiao Yuehen's eyes, and the next moment, Xiao Yuehen's figure flashed and stepped into the air.

Behind Xiao Yuehen, a series of terrible powers soared into the sky.

"Brother Yuehen, wait for me!"

Deng Jiaoyue looked at Xiao Yuehen who had ascended into the void, Jiao An also hurriedly followed.

I glanced at the entire sky city, and saw that the sky city was extremely empty, and even no one was seen.

"The ants of the Jiuyou clan, dare to kill my demon saint and the son of the demon king, why dare not to come out now?"

"Could it be that I was so frightened to see the Lord here?"

The cold and proud voice sounded in the void, quickly spreading across all corners of the city.

"Scared?"

"Only you, you are not qualified!"

An icy voice came, and the next moment I saw Yimowentian stepping into the sky.

Behind Mo Wentian, the disciples of Jiuyou clan and Chi Xiao and others followed. On Mo Wentian's left and right shoulders, Xiao Jiao and Huantian stood arrogantly.

"Not enough?"

"Boy, really arrogant!"

The ridiculous voice sounded in the void, and Xiao Yuehen looked at Wu Wentian in the void, with even more contempt for Wushuang.

In the void, the highest cultivation level is no more than the perfect state of the great heaven, and there are even the early and mid-stage martial artists of the great heaven.

You must know that in the eyes of the Heavenly Sovereign Expert, the Great Heaven Position is no different from the ants, let alone Xiao Yuehen's mid-term powerhouse.

"Brother Xiao, it's not worth it to get angry for a group of ants!"

Deng Jiaoyue came to Xiao Yuehen's side and said softly.

"This kind of rouge and vulgar fan really stained the eyes of the emperor. Fortunately, you are still a strong man in the mid-stage of the dignified Heavenly King, and the taste is so bad!"

Mo Wentian's mouth raised a wicked smile, and his voice was full of irony.

"You..."

"Senior Brother Xiao, this person is so arrogant, he dare to say that to me, I will kill you!"

Deng Jiaoyue, as the daughter of the Great Elder, is very much loved among the demons. When did she suffer such shame?

Mo Wentian was so satirizing her in public. At this moment, Deng Jiaoyue made no secret of the killing intent in her eyes, and she wanted to kill Mo Wentian even more.

"Sister Jiaoyue!"

When Xiao Yuehen saw this, he snorted coldly and immediately stopped.

Immediately, both eyes looked at Mo Wentian in front of him. Although his cultivation level was not perfect for the Great Heaven, it felt not simple for him.

What's more, he didn't believe that there were only a few people left in the entire Jiuyou clan.

Can slay the demon saint and the little tiger king, how can there be no strong one among the Nine You Clan?

"This monarch does not want to talk nonsense with you group of ants, so I just said that Xiao Yuehen of the demon race is here, let your ancestors roll out and die!"

Xiao Yuehen's eyes flashed with cold.

"Xiao Yuehen?"

In the void, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Xiao Yuehen's body.

"Boss, this person is so strong!"

In Xiao Jiao's eyes, a touch of cold light appeared, and he said solemnly.

Xiao Yuehen in the void, the aura on his body, has exceeded the early stage of Heavenly Sovereign, and reached the terrible mid-stage of Heavenly Sovereign.

"Is it strong?"

Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly.

In the mid-term of Heavenly King, although he was much stronger than that in the early days of Heavenly King, he was still far behind if he wanted to kill him Mo Wentian!

"Who are you, I speak, don’t go quickly!"

Xiao Yuehen looked at Mo Wentian who stood proudly in the void, and said with a cold face.

Behind Xiao Yuehen, Deng Jiaoyue also looked at Mo Wentian with a gleaming face.

"I am the ancestor of the Jiuyou clan you said!"

"Don't ask God!"

Looking at Xiao Yuehen, Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely indifferent.

"Are you the ancestor of the Jiuyou clan?"

Xiao Yuehen snorted coldly. He originally thought that the ancestor of the Nine You Clan had at least reached the realm of Heavenly Sovereign.

But I didn't expect it, but it's a great consummation!

"Yes, this emperor is!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there is boundless arrogance.

"My lord asked you, did you kill the saint of my demon race?"

As if thinking of something, Xiao Yuehen stepped forward and asked coldly.

"Are you talking about the little snake with a fox?"

Mo Wentian pretended to be solemn, and asked instead.

"Little scale snake?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, waves arose in Xiao Yuehen's heart.

The body of the demon saint is a secret, even if it is a strong heavenly monarch, it will never be seen.

He also learned from the elder's mouth, otherwise even he would not know that the body of the saint was originally a colorful scale snake.

"Tsk tusk..."

"In fact, the small scale snake looks good, with long legs, thin waist, and a foreign atmosphere, which is much stronger than the one next to you!"

Mo Wentian pretended to be aftertaste, his eyes narrowed and exclaimed.

The appearance of the demon saint is many times more beautiful than the current Deng Jiaoyue. Xiao Yuehen has also admired the saint for many years.

However, the son of the Demon King also admires the saint, so he has no chance. This has always been a thorn in Xiao Yuehen's heart. When Mo Wentian touched it like this, Xiao Yuehen's eyes flashed with cold light.

"Boy, do you say that, you killed the saint of our monster race?"

The sound of cold drink makes people shudder.

"Yes, not only the demon saint, but also the little tiger king, the howling wolf..."

"The people from your monster race have all died under the emperor's hands!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there is boundless arrogance.

"Good!"

"Very good!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's admission, Xiao Yuehen's eyes became increasingly cold.

"Oh!"

"The emperor has forgotten one thing, the demon saint, I did not kill it, but the son of your demon king, the tiger king!"

"You don't know how miserable and desperate the demon saint died!"

Mo Wentian looked at the angry Xiao Yuehen, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and said lightly.

"You died miserably?"

"Boy, today I will make you die more miserable, not only, all of your Jiuyou clan will die!"

Xiao Yuehen's voice was extremely dark.

Don't ask God to kill his demon saint and the son of the demon king, this is simply not in the eyes of the demon!

This is a great shame!

Mo Wentian must die, and the Jiuyou clan must also be annihilated. Only in this way can the Yaozu's face be saved!