Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 792: There is no return

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

Chapter 792 There is no return

"What did you do to my Jiaoer?"

Looking at Mo Wentian's extremely disgusting appearance, a bad premonition rose in the heart of the great elder Deng Tian, ​​and his face was harsh.

"Old fellow, don't worry, I'm not interested in the woman who looks disgusting!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a wanton evil smile, and his voice was full of disgust.

"Are you not interested?"

"Then where is my Jiaoer, hand over my Jiaoer quickly!"

In Deng Tian's eyes, the killing intent was crazy and surging, as if he was about to make a move in the next moment.

"I'm not interested, it doesn't mean that the emperor will let her go!"

"Since the Jiuyou clan is here, there is no reason to go back!"

Mo Wentian looked at Deng Tian in front of him, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and his voice was even more arrogant and unrestrained.

"There is no reason to go back?"

Suddenly, Deng Tian's eyes were full of surprise.

"Boy, what have you done to my Jiaoer?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, then recovered, and said coldly.

"Of course it was killed!"

Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, his eyes full of arrogance and arrogance.

"Killed?"

"Boy, you actually killed this elder's daughter!"

"This elder wants you to pay for your life! Pay for your life!"

"Demon Knife!"

"Cut!"

In the void, the old man's face was full of anger.

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the old man couldn't help it anymore and directly shot at Mo Wentian.

"Buzzing..."

Void trembling, a peerless sword intent, rose in the void.

There followed, there was a terrible demonic air.

"It's not good, it's the domain of the magic sword!"

"Rewind..."

……

Behind Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng's expressions changed drastically.

In the void, I saw the trembling void, cracks appeared, as if torn by something, it looked terrifying!

"The Demon Sword God Realm in the late Tianjun?"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Dead!"

The old man's eyes were cold and terrifying.

The countless morals and justice seemed to come from the endless demon realm, and the demon patterns on it burned with cyan flames.

Looking at it from a distance, it's weird.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, in the void, the demon sword disappeared instantly.

At the same time, Mo Wentian only felt that a dangerous breath came.

"Boss, be careful!"

"Hoho..."

"Qiangqiang..."

A clear collision sound came, and in the void, Xiao Jiao turned into a peerless dragon, blocking Mo Wentian's chest.

The next moment, Xiao Jiao's body flew out directly.

"Puff..."

Little Jiao's mouth is full of blood.

In the void, the magic sword flashed away.

"Master Xiao Jiao is injured!"

"The late Heavenly King!"

"So strong!"

……

Beyond the ten thousand feet of Tiancheng, Chi Xiao and the others were shocked and worried.

The demon sword is unpredictable, and even the little Jiao in the early days of Tianjun was cut back with a single knife and suffered serious injuries.

Among the Jiuyou tribe, who else can stop Deng Tian, ​​the great elder of this monster tribe?

"Little Jiao, step back!"

Mo Wentian looked at the injured Xiao Jiao in front of him, his eyes flickering with coldness.

"Ok, boss!"

"I'll go ask the Tiange to practice first, and I will come out to help you when I recover!"

Mo Wentian's voice sounded in his mind, Xiao Jiao quickly transmitted the voice.

Immediately, the figure flashed and disappeared directly in place.

"Master!"

"Ancestor!"

Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng behind them, looking at Mo Wentian, worries arose in their eyes.

Don't ask, can innocent be able to block the demon tribe elder Deng Tian?

"Kill my Yaozu Tianjiao, kill my Jiaoer, kill my Yaozu saint!"

"Dead!"

In the void, a cold voice sounded again.

When the old man waved his hand, the magic sword disappeared again.

"Not good!"

"The Purple Emperor Sovereign Body!"

"Block me!"

"Boom..."

Looking at the demon sword in the void disappearing again, Mo Wentian instantly pinched a sword tactic.

The Heaven Devouring Divine Sword fell directly into Mo Wentian's hands, and the billowing sword power surged out. At this moment, the power of the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword also surged instantly.

At the same time, a layer of deep purple light appeared on Mo Wentian's body.

The purple emperor's body was displayed by Mo Wentian.

"Boom..."

A violent collision came, and Mo Wentian only felt his body hitting a sacred mountain.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's body flew out directly.

"Puff..."

In Mo Wentian's mouth, a mouthful of blood came out.

The dark purple light on his body dimmed at this moment.

The power of the Purple Emperor's body and the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword is directly related to Mo Wentian's cultivation base.

Mo Wentian's cultivation base is really too bad, the great heaven is perfect, how can he block the powerhouse in the later stage of Tianjun?

Under the demon sword of Deng Tian, ​​Mo Wentian is already very good if he does not die!

"The late Tianjun..."

Mo Wentian stood up from the ground, his eyes gleaming with coldness.

"The consummated ant in the big sky actually blocked this elder's blow?"

Seeing Mo Wentian stand up, Deng Tian's eyes were filled with obvious surprise.

The great heaven is complete, blocking the late stage of Tianjun, how terrifying is this!

Be aware that the Great Heaven Consummation is in front of the early Tianjun, and can be pinched to death at will, not to mention the power in the late Tianjun.

"Old guy, I'm just here at this time. Bendi wanted to send you and your daughter away together!"

"But you are too slow!"

Looking at Deng Tian, ​​Mo Wentian's voice was extremely indifferent.

"It’s too slow?"

Deng Tian was stunned.

Besides the ten thousand feet of Tiancheng, the six disciples of the Jiuyou clan are also full of absent-minded faces.

It’s too slow?

Mo Wentian is waiting for the monsters to arrive?

"Grand Elder, kill him!"

"Kill him and avenge the lady!"

"Kill this kid!"

……

Behind Deng Tian, ​​a group of disciples of the Monster Race clamored frantically.

Listening to the voices clamoring to kill Mo Wentian, thousands of feet away.

"Boss, kill this old dog!"

"The emperor, kill him, kill all of their monster race!"

"Yes, ancestors, they want to annihilate my Jiuyou clan, then we will kill all these people!"

……

Chi Xiao and others looked at the void, and said not to be outdone.

"The arrogant kid, I think I'm too slow to make you live too long?"

In the void, Deng Tian looked at Mo Wentian with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Too long to live?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly.

"The emperor thinks you have lived too long!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, Leng Ao Wushuang.

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"The sword breaks the sky!"

With a cold drink, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword trembled crazily in Mo Wentian's hand. At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura rose rapidly.

It was just a moment of effort, and the aura on Mo Wentian's body was already comparable to the level of Tianjun's early days.