Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 839: War Deterrence
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Chapter 839 War Deterrence
"Okay, boss, then you be careful!"
Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, a glint flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
Immediately, the figure flashed and directly entered the Wentian Pavilion.
Looking at Xiao Jiao's figure also disappeared, a bright light also appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Now that the magical spirit fruit is in hand, if the magical sky is a breakthrough in refining and cultivation, it will be easy to transform into a heavenly king.
Even if he is no match for the Dark Lord in front of him, there is still a magical sky!
"Is that the legendary Phantom Fruit?"
"The Dark Lord actually gave the phantom fruit to the boy Mo Wentian?"
"What if he gave it to him, can he still be refined? When the Black Demon kills him, the magical fruit will still belong to him!"
……
Seeing that the Dark Lord really gave Mo Wentian the phantom fruit, everyone was shocked.
"Boy, the phantom fruit is already in your arms. Shouldn't it be time to take the king!"
The Dark Lord looked at Mo Wentian, his killing intent skyrocketed instantly.
Although the Dark Lord's cultivation has reached the perfect state of Heavenly Sovereign, his state of mind is really too bad.
I don't know that he is stepping into Mo Wentian's trap. Even if he kills Mo Wentian, the magical fruit will never return to his hands.
"Old Hei, your courage that can't wait to die is really impressive!"
Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord, his eyes were cold and arrogant, but his words were a bit ironic.
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"Die to me!"
With a cold drink, I saw that in the void, the body of the Dark Lord instantly turned into billowing devil energy.
In the next instant, the billowing devilish energy turned into a magic dragon in the void, and it hit Mo Wentian directly.
"What a powerful force!"
"Rewind!"
"I think this kid, Mo Wentian, is dead, and the Dark Lord is the perfect powerhouse of Tianjun!"
"Watching here, when this kid is dead, we will go back and ask the Lord Beast Lord for credit and reward!"
……
Silhouettes, looking at the billowing demonic energy, a look of surprise rose in their eyes.
The warrior with a lower cultivation base directly retreated thousands of feet.
A warrior with a good cultivation base, but stopped in place, looking at the void, his eyes flickered.
"Not good!"
"Tianjun Consummation is so powerful!"
Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly.
At this moment, the aura on the Dark Lord's body is many times stronger than in the cave before.
Undoubtedly, in the cave just now, the Dark Lord must have hidden his strength.
"Hoho..."
At this moment, the terrifying dragon roared and rammed towards Mo Wentian.
"Shenlong Fist!"
"Little magic dragon, get out of me!"
Mo Wentian's palm fists, and the aura on Mo Wentian's body, at this moment, also instantly skyrocketed.
With a punch, the magic dragon in the void and Mo Wentian's dragon directly collided.
"Boom..."
There was a violent collision, and Mo Wentian's body receded several tens of feet.
"Hmm..."
The next moment, a salty and sweet taste filled Mo Wentian's mouth, and traces of blood overflowed from Mo Wentian's mouth.
"This kid is not dead?"
"He actually blocked the Dark Lord's blow?"
"This kid is too enchanting!"
……
Looking at Wukong who stood up, Mo Wentian stood proudly, everyone's eyes were full of surprise.
You must know that Mo Wentian was in the early stage of Tianjun, but the Dark Demon was a perfect powerhouse.
In the early stage of Tianjun and Tianjun's consummation, it is like comparing ants and elephants, which is simply the difference between clouds and mud.
"Boy, it seems that you are not bad, you actually blocked this king's trick!"
"Quack..."
The wanton evil laughter rang in the void, and the devilish energy of the void was madly surging.
The next moment, I saw a black figure walking out from the magic vortex.
That figure, full of demonic energy, looked like an ancient demon from a distance, terrifying.
"Old black, you are not bad too!"
Looking at the Dark Lord, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.
Although Mo Wentian's cultivation base did not break through, but after swallowing so many warriors in the middle and late stages of Tianjun, Mo Wentian's physique has been strengthened.
But the Dark Lord's devilish energy has already hurt him, and Tianjun's perfect strength is really good.
"Boy, let this king quickly kill you and let my phantom fruit return to my hands!"
"Quack..."
The strange laughter came again, and the next moment, the Dark Lord's body exploded directly in the void.
"Boom..."
In the void, billowing black and ink-like devilish energy swept toward Mo Wentian again.
It's just a pair, the sky and the earth are only seen, and they are instantly plunged into darkness.
"What a terrible magic!"
"The world is shrouded by demonic energy, the Dark Lord is really terrible!"
"Now I finally know why there are phantom fruits in the sinkhole. No one has been robbing them for tens of thousands of years!"
……
Looking at Xukong's billowing devilish energy, a round of discussions came again.
"I want to kill the emperor!"
"You don't deserve it!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold.
The next moment, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.
"Heaven Devouring Sword Art: The sword breaks the sky!"
An indifferent voice sounded, Mo Wentian's aura rose instantly, and the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword trembled in his hand, as if it was about to be shot in the next moment.
"Black Devil's Palm!"
There was a cold voice, and I saw the rolling demonic energy quickly converging in the void.
Within less than one breath, it has gathered a clutch of hundreds of meters in the void.
Above the Demon's palm, the devilish energy is vast, and the next moment, it will directly suppress Mo Wentian.
"Boom..."
There was a violent collision, and the billowing magic aura collided with the vast sword aura.
Mo Wentian's body flew out again.
"Puff..."
A mouthful of blood came out from Mo Wentian's mouth.
"This kid is blocking it again?"
"Is he really just a warrior in the early days of Tianjun?"
"This kid killed Xiao Yuehen, the young master of my Demon Race and the genius disciple of Demon Race, how could he be simple!"
"This kid is too enchanting!"
……
Looking at Mo Wentian blocking it again, the figures in the dark were extremely shocked.
"Boy, how do you like my black clutch?"
At this moment, the clutches of the void transformed into the appearance of a black-faced old man, looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of arrogance.
"How does it taste?"
"Old Hei, your Black Devil's palm is really good, but my Sky Devouring Sword should feel comfortable, right?"
Mo Wentian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said coldly as he looked at the phantom of the Black Demon King hundreds of meters in size.
"What does this kid mean? Could he still hurt the Dark Lord?"
"This is impossible? In the early stage of Tianjun, no matter how evil it is, it is impossible to hurt Tianjun's perfect power!"
"Yes, I think this kid has been beaten up, so nonsense!"
……
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the crowd boiled instantly.