Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 799: If you come, kill it

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Chapter 799 When you come, kill it

"Master Demon King, I will prove that I didn't escape!"

The light in Deng Tian's eyes skyrocketed, and his deep voice was even more powerful.

Said the figure flashed, and flew directly in the direction of the Heavenly City of the Nine You Clan.

In the void, Deng Tian's eyes flickered with coldness.

"Mo Wentian, a terrible method!"

"If I didn't cut off your head to kick the ball, I would not be Deng Tian!"

Deng Tian's eyes were extremely dark.

In the Heavenly City of the Jiuyou Clan, in the main hall of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Mo Wentian sat cross-legged, a handful of Jun-level peak artifacts and top-grade heaven stones in front of him, and a fourth-level elixir appeared.

"Heaven Devouring God Technique!"

"Swallow!"

With a cold drink, the next moment, Mo Wentian directly operated the Heaven Devouring God Art.

"Rumble..."

A series of terrifying sword powers shook Mo Wentian's body endlessly.

A powerful and boundless suction power came from Mo Wentian's body. That terrible suction power seemed to be able to swallow everything.

"Hoho..."

The void trembled violently, and the handful of artifact floating above his head was instantly shattered.

The power on the artifact rolled out, and that power was quickly swallowed up by Mo Wentian.

"Not enough!"

"Come again!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and a space ring appeared, and the countless top-grade sky stones in that space ring were shattered by Mo Wentian's refining.

"Boom..."

In Mo Wentian's body, the Sword Star Core actually started to tremble at this moment.

A wave of sword power, frantically oscillating around the core of the sword star.

"Almost a little bit!"

Mo Wentian's eyes clearly flashed a touch of sadness.

"Huhuhu..."

Mo Wentian let out a suffocating breath and slowly stood up.

"The effect of the Sovereign-level peak artifact is not bad. Although my cultivation base still hasn't broken through the Heavenly Sovereign, I must not be far from the Heavenly Sovereign realm!"

As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with a bright light.

"Boss, the mission is complete!"

At this moment, Huantian's furry body instantly plunged into Mo Wentian's arms, and said with excitement.

"Done?"

"Huantian, not bad!"

Mo Wentian was taken aback for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth raised an arc, and said lightly.

"Boss, don't you know that the old scumbag is being played around by me!"

"Hahahaha..."

Huantian's face is full of arrogance.

"How did you get out?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian thought that after all, the great elder Deng Tian was a strong man in the later stage of Tianjun, and Huantian’s cultivation base...

Thinking like this, I couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.

"Boss, I just found a reason to say that I was going to discuss the matter with the beast owner, and asked him to go back to the monster clan's affairs, and then the old chopsticks went back obediently!"

When Huan Tian talked about this, there was a arrogant look on her face.

"Well! Even if the old guy goes back, I'm afraid it won't take long to discover that you are not the real Demon King!"

"He will be back soon!"

Mo Wentian said solemnly, his eyes burst out with a terrifying light.

"Boss, this..."

"The old guy is the late Heavenly King, what should we do if he comes back again?"

Hearing this, Huantian's expression instantly became serious.

"Yes, boss, the aura on that old guy is too strong!"

"You have been injured within three strokes. If he comes again, can you stop it?"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao also got out of Mo Wentian's arms, looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes flickered.

"What to do?"

"Since he is coming to die, of course it is killing!"

Mo Wentian's expression was slightly cold, and an extremely cold glow appeared in his eyes.

"It's not good, master!"

"Master, the great elder of the monster race, Deng Tian, ​​is here!"

Suddenly, an extremely embarrassed figure appeared in front of the hall.

"Old miscellaneous, come and die so positive!"

"This emperor must fulfill you today!"

The cold voice resounded throughout the hall.

"Boss..."

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian looked at Mo Wentian, with a hint of worry in their eyes.

"Boss, I will help you!"

The next moment, Xiao Jiao's eyes are full of firmness.

"Little Jiao, your cultivation is still not enough!"

"You take them back thousands of miles away to deal with the old mess, this emperor is enough!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an extremely cold light appeared, and he said solemnly.

"Boss..."

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian opened their mouths. They wanted to say something, but they froze for a long time and couldn't say anything.

Mo Wentian is right, his cultivation is indeed not enough!

If he follows Mo Wentian, not only will he not be able to help Mo Wentian, but he will also be a burden for Mo Wentian. Instead of this, he should listen to Mo Wentian and let him have no worries!

"Little Jiao Huantian, take them back!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's cold voice came.

"Yes, boss!"

"Yes, boss!"

Despite some reluctance, the figures flashed and disappeared in place.

Mo Wentian looked at the departed back, his expression slightly relaxed.

"Although my cultivation base did not break through to Tianjun, my strength has obviously increased a lot!"

"This old scumbag dare to come, this time, we must let him come back!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself in his mouth, and the killing intent in his eyes suddenly skyrocketed.

The figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in front of the gate of Tiancheng.

"Boy, you have resorted to a trick to move the tiger away from the mountain!"

"Kill the disciples and elders of my monster race!"

"Today, this elder will kill you first, and then destroy all your Jiuyou clan!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Great Elder Deng Tian's eyes were extremely dark.

He was transferred from the mountain by Mo Wentian, which caused him such a heavy loss to the monster race!

If he doesn't kill Mo Wentian and the Jiuyou Clan, what is his face?

"Old dog, can this also blame me?"

"If you weren't mindless, how could the ants of the monster race be killed by the emperor!"

"You don't even know how miserable they are all dead!"

Looking at Deng Tian, ​​a sneer appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.

It looks like it's as cold as it is arrogant.

"Don't ask God!"

"I will kill you!"

"Kill you!"

Hearing this, the palm of the elder Deng Tian fisted, and the killing intent in his eyes was crazy and turbulent.

Mo Wentian, it's so arrogant!

"Yan Thunder Sword!"

With a cold drink, a sword appeared in Deng Tian's hand.

With the appearance of this sword, the aura on Deng Tian's body instantly became fierce.

"Puff......"

"Puff!"

……

The space around Deng Tian was directly shattered.

"Boy, this is an early king-level artifact!"

"Yan Thunder Sword!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Deng Tian sneered and waved his palm on the sword slightly.

On the Yan Lei Sword, purple flames rose to the sky.

"This old dog is worthy of being the great elder of the demon race. Not only does he have the king-level peak artifact, the monster sword, but also the king-level early artifact, the Flame Sword!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a terrifying cold light appeared.