Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 775: The Emperor Purple Emperor is Complete

"Mo Wentian, what do you want to do?"

The spirit of the little tiger king has anger in his eyes and wants to struggle, but no matter how he struggles, he just can't break the palm of Mo Wentian.

"What are you doing?"

"Planted in the hands of Bendi, of course it was dead!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flickered endlessly, and then the palm of his hand was pressed hard, and the spirit of the Little Tiger King screamed again and again.

"Do not……"

"what……"

The soul of the little tiger king was directly wiped out by Mo Wentian.

Countless magical powers tremble around Mo Wentian!

"Magic Dzi!"

"Swallow!"

"Buzz ..."

Hitting one by one, a lot of horrible suctions came from the magical beads, and the innumerable powers of the spirits surged into the magical beads like the tide.

"Buzz ..."

Magic Dzi can't help shaking.

With countless soul powers entering the magical beads, Mo Wentian seemed to see the two figures of red clothes and red clothes in the magical beads, and they trembled slightly.

"In red ..."

"Hong Chang ..."

"They are absorbing soul power!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, he was extremely surprised.

Red clothes and red dresses can absorb soul power, which means that if Mo Wentian gave enough soul power to them, they would return!

"Ask Brother Tian ..."

"Emperor ..."

"Old ancestor ..."

...

I do not know when, Chi Xiao and others have come to Mo Wentian's side, looking at Mo Wentian with eyes, it is difficult to hide the worry in their eyes.

"I'm fine!"

Mo Wentian flashed a faint light in his eyes, and his heart moved, and he closed up the magical beads and sank.

"king……"

"The king is dead, let's run away!"

In the eyes of Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey, they were shocked, and their hearts were trembling even more.

Who is this boy in front of me!

Obviously, Xiu is the perfect realm of talent, but the little tiger king in the realm of heaven is beheaded and killed. Even if it is killed, the soul of the little tiger king is devoured.

This is simply evil!

"Your demon king son and maiden are dead!"

"You should be on the road too!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian turned his eyes and looked at the thundering leopard and whirlwind monkey trembling not far away. The cold voice sounded like a sharp sword, poking at the hearts of the two.

As for the demons, Mo Wentian has no pity. These people come to death, then he will complete them if he asks Tian.

"Bite your sword!"

"The sword is breaking!"

Cold drink out loud, the next moment, saw the Devouring Heavenly Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

Immediately, I saw Mo Wentian shoot a sword and beheaded directly towards the thundering leopard and whirlwind monkey who wanted to escape madly in the void.

"Do not kill me……"

"Do not……"

...

Looking at the horrible sword that came quickly, all the screams sounded, and the empty thunder leopard and whirlwind monkey disappeared, and the screams disappeared for a moment.

Thundering leopard and cyclone monkey fall!

"The emperor's cultivation has strengthened again?"

"The strength of the ancestors is really terrible. The perfection of Datianwei actually beheaded the Tianjun strongman. This is simply ..."

...

In Tiancheng, those figures looked at Mo Wentian with a stare look.

"How can the little tiger king in the heavenly kingdom waste!"

"Xiaoyu, Magic Sky protects the Emperor!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian looked again at the dead Tiger King's body in front of his eyes, and a cold cold mang rose in his eyes.

"Yes, boss!"

"Yes, boss!"

The figures of Xiao Yan and Huan Tian appeared momentarily beside Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed endlessly.

"Ask Brother Tian, ​​I will protect the law for you too!"

"Protect the Lord!"

"Protect the ancestors!"

...

In the city, a cold drink sounded, all the warriors sat around their knees, and tightly surrounded Mo Wentian.

"You all step back, Xiaozhang and Magic Sky are enough to protect the Emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at the exhilarating figure in front of his eyes, and there was a faint light in his eyes, and he groaned.

"Yes, the lord!"

"Yes, master!"

"Ask Brother Brother, I ..."

...

Every figure retreated, despite some reluctance.

"The Kings of Heaven are all killed by the Emperor. How strong is the Emperor's current combat power?"

"I think the ancestor's cultivation will soon break through the heavens!"

"Datian's perfect condition can kill the Tianjun strongman. If the ancestor breaks into the heavenly kingdom, how terrible should it be?"

...

Everyone left with a mighty figure, and the whole city talked.

Listening to this argument, Mo Wentian flashed in his eyes.

The remaining seven members of the Jiuyou clan still don't know the actual identity of Mo Wutian. After these few stops, the seven Jiuyou disciples have been approved by Mo Wutian.

In Mo Wentian's heart, strength is not important, the most important thing is loyalty. Strength cultivation can be improved through cultivation resources, but loyalty can not be improved through cultivation.

"The announcement of the true identity is not far off!"

Mo Wentian whispered in his mouth, and a cold chill in his eyes flashed.

Immediately, he took a step forward, and came to the son of the demon king, Xiaohu Wang, instantly. The palm of his hand was placed on the head of the demon king's son.

"God Eater!"

"Swallow!

Don't ask Tian Leng to drink a cry, and directly start to eat Tianshenjue.

"Booming ..."

The strength of the swords in each of them trembled in Mo Wentian's body.

A powerful suction force came from Mo Wentian's body, and that power seemed to devour everything.

"The emperor is devouring, what a terrible suction!"

"Rewind!"

"Rewind, this power is terrible!"

...

In Tiancheng, those figures accelerated their speed and fled frantically, as if they were afraid of this terrible suction, and swallowed them up.

The next moment, the body of the tiger king's son, Tiger King, was exploded, and countless blood was devoured by Mo Wentian.

With the engulfing of the demon king's son, the little tiger king, Mo Wen's sword star nuclei flickered endlessly, seeming mysterious.

"Zi Di Jun Shen ..."

"Breakthrough again!"

Seems to find something, Mo Wentian's eyes burst into a terrible light.

In Mo Wentian, the layers of deep purple light rose, and the bright light was extremely dazzling.

"Wow ..."

But the next moment, Mo Wentian's pure purple light, all turned into fragments and disappeared.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's body was replaced by a layer of deep purple light.

The deep purple light, with a breath of supremacy, looked extremely dignified.

"The Purple Emperor's body is complete!"

"Tianjun's blood is good!"

Mo Wentian raised his mouth slightly.

"Now that my cultivation has reached the completion of the Great Heavenly Position, the Emperor Zidi's body has also broken through to the state of perfection. Even if I am facing the mid-day power of Tianjun, I am not afraid!"

"Even if you meet Tianjun in the late stage and even the strong one, it is impossible to kill me!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and whispered in his mouth.

"Woohoo ..."

Exhaling a bit of stale air, Mo Wentian stood up.