Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 763: Slaying a dozen people

"hateful!"

The demon maiden is ugly.

No question.

So shameless?

"Girl Han!"

"Let's meet, too!"

Several disciples of Jiuyou clan stared indifferently at the maiden of the demon tribe.

"Humph……"

"The three elders of the Demon Clan, that is the Demon Monarch Strong, the Little Jiuyou You Clan, not even a martial arts soldier with a great sky, and still want to block the Demon?

"It's ridiculous!"

There was a sneer in his eyes, but the saint maiden.

Did not continue to speak.

Instead, he stood behind several Jiuyou disciples.

She was really scared.

Mo Wentian can do it.

Outside the city.

"Three Elders, are you from Jiuyou?"

In the void, dozens of figures stood proudly. Standing in front of it was the middle-aged man's breath.

Has reached the great sky.

Behind this person.

Twenty-nine demon disciples stood.

These twenty-nine people.

Turned out to be the same big day late strong.

Compared to Jiuyou.

The Demons don't know how many times they have to be strong.

"Xiao Xiaojiu Youzu, but dare to touch my demons, and also killed the young master of my demons, Shao Xin, shot Jiyouyou!"

"Just grab a bit and come back!"

A faint voice sounded in the void, and after seeing thirty people, a hundred-zoom magic hall stood in the void, and the voice came from the magic hall.

And under the magic hall.

There are nine enchantments.

The power of the nine maggots has reached the perfect condition of the great sky.

"Yes, the three elders!"

Demon disciple Shao Xin, with respect on his face.

When I turned to look at Tiancheng again.

In this person's eyes, it suddenly cooled down, Xiaoxiao Jiuyou, even dare to touch the demons, isn't this trying to die?

"Where is the head of the Jiuyou clan?"

"get out!"

In the void, Shao Xin's face was cold and arrogant, and he was full of great power, even without the slightest concealment.

It's scary.

"So strong!"

"This is Shaoxin, a disciple of the Demon Clan. His cultivation has reached the perfect condition of the Great Sky!"

"Behind him, there are 29 Demon disciples!"

"My Nine Yous, can you stop it?"

...

The disciples of the Jiuyou clan changed one by one.

In the void.

The power of the disciples of the demons is really too strong.

"My patriarch is here!"

In front of the city, Wu Sheng took a deep breath and stepped forward.

Wu Sheng's body.

Even more trembling.

If Mo Wentian stood here, Wu Sheng would have fled directly.

"Late in the sky?"

"It's ridiculous!"

Looking at Wu Sheng, the contempt in Shao Xin's eyes was a little more intense. The chief of the Jiuyou clan was only in the late days, which was in his eyes.

No different from ants!

"My demon master, but you Jiuyou killed?"

Looking at Wu Sheng, Shao Xin asked coldly.

"Little Devil Master?"

Wu Sheng, his body shook slightly.

"Yes!"

But at this moment, a light laughter sounded. Behind Wu Sheng, Mo Wentian stepped forward and looked at Shaoxin and thirty disciples of the Void tribe.

Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely dull.

"Boy, who are you?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Shao Xin shouted sharply.

"Aren't you curious about how your young master died?"

"The emperor told you that he was killed by the emperor. He died miserably. He was so full of blood that he was swallowed up by me, and even the spirits did not escape!"

"how?"

"You have to try it too?"

Looking at the void man, Mo Wentian smiled and said.

"court death!"

In Shao Xin's eyes, the killing intention skyrocketed.

What is the identity of the Devil and the Devil.

And Jiuyou, what is it?

Do not ask God to dare to kill the young master of the demons, that is the death penalty!

"The disciples of the demons obey orders, this person I want to live!"

"As for the other Jiuyou disciples!"

"Kill all without amnesty!"

Shao Xin's voice was infinitely cold, and his body was full of magic.

"Kill kill!"

In the void, murderous terrible.

Above the endless void.

There was even a layer of overcast cloud, and the overcast cloud shrouded the entire city of heaven, and it seemed extremely depressed in the void.

"Emperor ..."

"Old ancestor ..."

...

Outside the city, every figure.

Standing behind Mo Wentian.

"Wu Sheng, with the disciples of Jiuyou, retreat into the city!"

Looking at the faces of Wu Sheng's disastrous faces, Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold, and the thirty disciples of the Nether Tribe were not the disciples of the Jiuyou tribe!

These people stayed, but they couldn't help but ask questions.

Instead, it will make Mo Wen distracted.

"Yes, ancestor!"

Wu Sheng quickly took the disciple of Jiuyou.

"Boy, your Jiuyou people are too brave, and they have no courage to stand up when they face me. It's ridiculous!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Shao Xin's eyes sneered.

"Have no courage to play?"

Mo Wentian smiled lightly, then a flash of light in his hand, a magic sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand, this magic sword is just a three-level artifact.

As for the Devouring Sword.

Not needed at all.

Because this group of people is not worthy!

"Beastmaster, you should know Bendi too!"

"Are you in these nine yous?"

Mo Wentian's eyes looked at the endless void, and those eyes seemed to pass through the void and land in that extremely distant place.

The Beast Master has now entered the Orc.

Don't believe me.

This person will not know where they are!

For the first race orc in the ancient relics, it is too easy to find someone!

"Catch this guy first!"

In the void, Shao Xin's cold voice sounded in the void.

"catch him!"

"on……"

...

A series of terrible coercion rolled towards Mo Wentian, and in the void, the magical spirit was wildly wanton, looking away from a distance, as if in a demon field.

Ascend the city.

"If I eat the kingdom of heaven, if this ancient relic is to come, then it needs deterrence!"

"And the three elders of the Demons!"

"Absolutely the best choice!"

The voice of Mo Wentian is calm and waveless. The reason why Jiuyou is not considered by the demons and demons is because of Jiuyou.

Not even a Heavenly King!

In this ancient relic.

God, that's deterrence!

And beheaded Tianjun.

Is the best proof of strength.

"kill!"

A killing word, endless cold.

Mo Wentian's eyes.

The golden light is boundless.

"A sword into chaos!"

"Jian Xiaojiu is in heaven!"

The icy voice sounded in the void and unfolded, and Mo Wentian outside Tiancheng held a magic sword and shot with a sword, and the void was torn directly.

That billowing void.

Automatic avoidance!

"Kill kill!"

The cold intention of killing made people frightened.

"Hmm ..."

A clear voice came. In the eyes of Jiuyou disciple's appalling eyes, more than a dozen disciples of the Mozu group were seen, and Mo Jian asked a sword and cut off his waist.

The terrible sword air shattered the sky.