Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 762: Seven People Only

"Escaped by a third?"

Don't ask Tian brow, slightly raised.

I didn't care much.

The disciples of the Jiuyou clan walked just right, but Mo Wentian was not a group of black people. Even if they stayed, one day they would betray the Jiuyou clan.

"The remaining big sky is strong!"

"There are many?"

Looking at Wu Sheng, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"Oblique the master, there are only seventeen people left in Datian!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng whispered.

"Seventeen people?"

"It's really bad!"

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly. The gap between Jiuyou and the Demons and Demons was originally large. Although Mo Wentian gave a lot of Tianshi spirits last time, I want to rely on these things to be comparable to the Demons and Demons. ,This is impossible.

"Summon these seventeen people!"

Looking at Wu Sheng, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Yes, master!"

Wu Sheng quickly and respectfully retreated.

A moment of effort.

Seventeen disciples of the Nine You Clan entered the hall.

"Meet your ancestors!"

"Meet your ancestors!"

...

Seventeen people bowed down respectfully.

"Tomorrow will be the day when my Jiuyou and Demon are at war. What can you do?"

Looking at the seventeen people, don't ask Heaven's indifferent way.

"Day of war?"

The look of the seventeen people was instantly dignified.

Several people.

His eyes flickered even more.

"At this station, the three elders of the Demon Race were dispatched. This person is a Heavenly King. If he shot, my Jiuyou should be destroyed. If you seventeen people want to leave Jiuyou Yes, then leave! "

Looking at seventeen people, Mo Wentian sighed.

"Old ancestor ..."

"Old ancestor!"

...

After hearing this, seventeen people couldn't help crying.

"I am willing to leave, but it still retains the blood of my Jiuyou clan. This emperor will not blame you!"

Looking at seventeen people, Mo asked Tian Shen.

"Father, disciples are willing to leave!"

Just then, a man stood up.

"Fan Yan, you ..."

"The gap between the Mozu and my Jiuyou is really too big. When the disciples leave the Jiuyou, they must secretly expand my Jiuyou!"

Kneeling in front of Mo Wentian, the man said with a firm face.

"What a good boy!"

"Let's go!"

Mo Wentian waved slightly.

"Farewell, everyone!"

The man saw Mo Wentian waving his hand, his heart was slightly relieved, and he stood up.

Just left.

"I leave too ..."

"I leave too!"

...

For a few moments, several figures stood up again.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

...

Mo Wentian, shook his head slightly.

After a quarter of an hour.

Seventeen people, only seven remain.

Ten of them.

Leaving again.

"Master, we ..."

The patriarch of the Jiuyou tribe has a flushed face. Tomorrow is the day of the battle between the Jiuyou tribe and the demons, but the disciples of the Jiuyou tribe now have less than 10% left. Former patriarch, wouldn't his face be red?

"Seven of you, why stay?"

Looking at the seven people, Mo Wentian asked indifferently.

"Our ancestors, we are disciples of the Jiuyou clan, even if they die!"

"I'm going to die in these nine you!"

Kneeling in front of Mo Wentian, one of them stood up and said with a firm face.

"Yes, what about the demons, big deal with them!"

"Even if I die, I will pull a back!"

...

The remaining seven were fierce in their eyes.

"it is good!"

Looking at the seven people in front of him, Mo Wentian laughed.

Jiuyou people.

Finally there are still a few, barely available.

"In the future, the seven of you will be the seven new elders of Jiuyou!"

"This battle, we will win!"

Looking at the seven, Mo Wentian's eyes, a bright light rose.

Demon terrible?

The three elders are gods?

Now Mo Wentian, really fearless!

In order to achieve the perfection of the Great Heavenly Position, plus the closeness of the Purple Emperor's body, the present Mo Wentian is enough to smash the Great Heavenly Perfection's strong person. Breakthrough, that day, the strong and powerful can also be easily broken!

"Thank you, ancestor!"

"Thank you, ancestor!"

...

In the eyes of the seven, they were extremely firm.

"Wu Sheng, take them back!"

"Yes!"

With seven people, Wu Sheng quickly retreated.

In the city.

Numerous disciples of Jiuyou clan left quickly.

The whole city.

Suddenly a lot of depression.

"Boss, these nine yous are too bad!"

Xiaoxiong looked at the empty Tiancheng, with eyes full of irony. Compared with Mo Wentian's Devouring Heaven Kingdom, these nine youzu are even farts!

"The patriarch of Jiuyou is a selfish person. There are still a few people in Jiuyou, which is pretty good!"

Mo Wentian smiled slightly.

The disciples of the Jiuyou clan left, and Mo Wentian felt that there was not much fluctuation.

Disciple without a sense of belonging.

How will you die for Jiuyou?

"Boss, when are we!"

"Let the Kingdom of Devour come to this ancient relic?"

Seems to remember something, Xiao Yan looked at Mo Wentian and asked Shen Shen.

"Eating the Kingdom of God?"

"Come to the ancient ruins!"

Mo Wentian was shocked a little. The idea of ​​Mo Wutian had never thought about it. After all, in this ancient relic, Mo Wutian's original power was really too low. But now, it's not the same, taking the Jiuyou clan, plus the combat power of Mo Wentian itself.

It is not really difficult to establish a kingdom of God!

"Compared to the Beastmaster Demon Clan, we are worse off than time!"

In Mo Wentian's mouth, Nana whispered to himself, if there was enough time for Mo Wutian to cultivate a group of peerless strong men, it would really be hopeful to occupy this ancient relic.

But now, it's hard!

"Boss, I eat the majesty of the kingdom of heaven!"

"Surely it will envelope this ancient relic!"

Xiaoxiong looked at Mo Wentian and said with a firm face.

"exactly!"

"Now I am eating the kingdom of the gods is still the sword **** continent, but the other day, it must cover the entire ancient relics!"

"The Emperor will become!"

"King of heaven and earth!"

In the eyes of Mo Wentian, Leng Ao is unparalleled.

"let's go!"

"go!"

The figure of Mo Wentian disappeared into the city.

When it appears again.

Mo Wentian appeared in Jiuyou Mansion.

Nine Youfu.

Equally quiet.

In the entire Jiuyou Mansion, less than 10% of the people remained, and of the remaining 10%, there were very few combatants!

Overnight, in an instant.

The next day, early morning!

"Emperor ..."

"Boss!"

"Ask Brother Tian!"

...

Mo Wentian just appeared, every figure.

Already stood in front of Mo Wentian.

"Battle!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely deep.

"Fighting!"

"Fighting ..."

...

In Jiuyou Mansion, a war of war rose.

The remaining disciples of Jiuyou Man, one by one with firm faces, followed behind Mo Wentian.

In the city.

An empty piece.

"Mo Wentian, you are going to destroy the nine Youzus!"

"Don't let me go yet?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the demon maid sneered in the eyes, she did not expect that the people of the demons came, the people of the Jiuyou race left Jiucheng, and the remaining disciples of the Jiuyou race, People compete?

"Jiuyou Tribe?"

Mo Wentian faintly glanced at the demon maiden.

"Lie down!"

"Bang bang ..."

Mo Wentian clicked his finger and sealed the demon maiden.

"What are you doing?"

The demon maiden's look changed greatly.

"Wu Sheng, this emperor will wait a bit if she loses, and a few of you will wipe her out!"

"Hang on the wall!"

With a hint, Mo Wentian took the remaining disciples of the Jiuyou clan and walked towards the city.