Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 820: Three Brothers of the Celestial Clan

"Mo Wentian, you are so abominable!"

"I am going to kill you!"

"what……"

Qi Hao's eyes were terrible.

At this moment, although he really wanted to kill Mo Wentian in his heart, he had more than enough power, and now he has been surrounded by countless red snakes.

Waving the magic knife in his hand, he had no chance to pant.

"what……"

But for a quarter of an hour, a scream came in the depths of the tiankeng.

"Boss, that kid is dead?"

Listening to the scream, Xiao Yan's eyes rose with a bright light.

"It's been good for so long!"

Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth, but in his eyes was the flash of Hanmang.

"Boss, where are we going now?"

Xiaoxiong looked at Mo Wentian, and looked slightly gravely.

"Where?"

"Of course it is a treasure that can help Magic Sky break through!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a faint light, said in a deep voice.

"No, someone is coming!"

Seems to have found something, Mo asked Tian Leng to drink loudly.

For a moment, a figure approached everyone.

Seeing the people, Mo Wentian was a little surprised.

The people who appeared here were shirtless, with extremely strong muscles, and at first glance they were cultivators.

Needless to say, Mo Wentian also knows that this person is not someone else. It is this ancient relic. Except for the Jiuyou clan, there is no Tianmu clan who surrenders to the beasts.

The cattle of this day are extremely powerful.

"Brother, is there really a treasure in this pit?"

"Yeah, brother, we have been searching for so long and we haven't seen any treasures. Otherwise, let's go out and win the king-level peak artifact, that's the point!"

"There must be a treasure in this pit, and it must be a while before the artifact is born. What's the matter?"

...

The three talked instantly.

"Wu Sheng!"

"the host!"

As Mo asked for a cold drink, Wu Sheng respectfully saluted and took a step forward.

"Wu Sheng, what are the three people in the Tianniu tribe?"

Mo Wentian looked at Wu Sheng in front of him and said coldly.

Although Wu Sheng's cultivation is not very high, he is also the patriarch of these nine you clans. There are still some news about other clans.

"Master Hui, these are the three brothers of the Chiang family of the Tianniu tribe!"

"The people of the Tianniu tribe have the blood of the ancient Tianniu. They are extremely powerful!"

Wu Sheng's eyes rose slightly.

"go on!"

Mo Wentian's eyes rose with a cold chill, and he sank.

"The three brothers of the Jiang family are repaired for the mid-term state of Cai Tianjun, but their bodies are terrible. I am afraid that even if they are strong in the late days, they will not be able to beat them!"

Wu Sheng looked at Mo Wentian and said respectfully.

"What is the relationship between the cattle and the orcs this day?"

Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian asked again.

"Back to the master, the orcs have always wanted to subdue the Tianniu tribe and become the overlord of this ancient relic, but the Tianniu tribe refused to yield!"

Wu Sheng's eyes rose with a faint light, and she sank.

"You mean, this day the cattle are unwilling to submit to the orcs, and their relationship is that they are in a hostile state!"

Wen Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a bright light.

"Yes, according to reliable news, the patriarchs of the cattle are unwilling to submit to the orcs anyway!"

Wu Sheng looked at Mo Wentian and said extremely respectfully.

"Enemies' enemies, that's friends!"

"That being the case, let's meet this group of friends!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a bright light rose, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and then stepped out.

"who?"

"Give me out!"

When Mo Wentian took Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng to the house of the three brothers of the Jiang family, a cold drink came from the void.

"The brothers of the Tianniu tribe, this emperor is the ancestor of the Jiuyou tribe. I came to make friends with you!"

Mo Wentian raised a slight smile on the corner of his mouth and said indifferently.

"To make friends?"

"The ancestor of Jiuyou?"

The three looked at each other, looked at Mo Wentian, and frowned.

"Aren't you the kid that the Demons and the Demons are hunting down?"

"Want to make friends with us?"

At this moment, one of the three took the lead to calm down and looked at Mo Wentian in front of his eyes, his eyes full of disdain.

"I was hunted down by the demons and demons, but you shouldn't be much better?"

Mo Wentian looked at the trio's ragged clothes, as if they had just experienced a fierce thump, and the arc of the mouth's corners became stronger.

"Boy, what about it?"

"You, a small Jiuyou, are in front of my Tianniu, that is the ants, and you even want to make friends with us, it is a dream!"

The two young men looked at Mo Wentian with savage faces, and there was no anger in their words.

In this pit, there are countless fierce dangers. It is not difficult to ask Mo Tian, ​​but there are also Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng.

Their cultivation is the early state of Cai Tianjun.

Since the cattle and beasts of this day are in a state of hostility, it is not a bad thing to go with them in these nine grottoes.

"You just don't ask Brother Tian?"

"I am Jiang Chuan, and I am willing to be friends with you!"

Suddenly, the young man who had never spoken spoke.

There was a slight radian on his face, moderate and polite.

"Brother, this boy was just Tianjun, didn't we take him back?"

"What's more, this kid is being hunted down by demons and demons!"

"That's it, brother, we still don't want to be with him, let's go!"

...

The two men behind Jiang Chuan were extremely reluctant, and their dislike of Mo Wentian was undisguised.

"Stop, I've decided, and I will walk with the ancestors of these nine you!"

Jiang Chuan glanced at the two of them, yelling coldly.

"Brother ..."

"Brother ..."

...

The two opened their mouths, and Ben wanted to say something more, but for a long time he couldn't say anything.

"Brother Jiang, Bendi doesn't ask God, just ask me to ask God later!"

Mo Wentian heard the words, his mouth slightly raised, took a step forward, and said indifferently.

"I'm Jiang Chuan. Ask Brother Tian, ​​these are my two younger brothers. I hope you don't have general knowledge with them!"

Jiang Chuan stretched out his hand, shook hands with Mo Wentian, glanced at the two behind him, and smiled lightly.

"Brother Jiang Chuan, it's all right, I can understand all this!"

"I just hope that we can help each other in these nine grottoes. As for other thoughts, now that we have become friends, I hope that nothing unpleasant will happen!"

The arc of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense, but the sound was extremely cold.