Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 876: Demon Wrath

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Chapter 876: Demon King's Wrath

"what?"

"What did you say? Xiao Jinghen surrendered to Mo Wentian's boy?"

"This is impossible!"

I heard that the demon king's heart was full of incredible.

But in his eyes, there was a terrible anger.

The next moment, he saw that he punched and blasted directly at the disciple who had just spoken.

"what……"

"Master Demon King, forgive me ..."

A scream came, and I saw the disciple's body exploded in the crowd's impressive look, red and white, and a strong **** smell, instantly spreading.

Looking at the exploded figure, the remaining disciples of the Yao tribe knelt on the ground, shaking their bodies.

What's more, there was a fishy smell among the crowd.

"You answered my king, is Xiao Jingchen really surrendering?"

Ren Wang, the demon king, calmed down for a while and looked at the group of disciples in front of him, shouting coldly.

With the end of that disciple just now, no one in the crowd dared to come out and say a word.

"I don't kill you, you answer honestly!"

The demon king seemed to think of something, and his eyes flashed coldly.

"Master Hui Jing, Lord Xiao Jinghen, Brother Xiao is really surrendering!"

"I saw with my own eyes that Mo Wentian had fought with Brother Xiao Jinghen, but I didn't expect Brother Xiao Jinghen to fight ..."

"In order to survive, he surrendered to Mo Wentian's hands!"

"Not only Brother Xiao Jinghen, but also Fan Zeng, the first genius of the Demons, and all the demons of the Demons are surrendered to Mo Wentian!"

...

As soon as the demon king said they would not kill them, a group of disciples quickly raised their heads and answered with different looks.

"what?"

"Fan Zeng, the first genius of the Demon Clan, is the legendary Mozun surrendered?

Although Ren Zhen also saw a strange figure and Fan Zeng on the roulette at that time, he thought that it was the trouble that they went for the roulette to follow Mo Wentian.

Unexpectedly, they all became Mo Wentian's dogs.

"Master Huiyin Demon King, it's true, they're really surrendering to the sky!"

"I'm afraid this news has spread throughout the ancient ruins now!"

"Mo Wentian is really terrible!"

"He is only in the mid-terms of a genius, but his strength can be comparable to that of the King of Heaven, which is simply evil!"

...

Recalling that scene, the crowd talked again.

"Shut up!"

"How can you grow up the ambition of others, destroy your own prestige, what is the evil, how terrible, **** me and make me surrender, this is a great shame!"

"I'm serious about Mo Wentian's broken body!"

In the eyes of the demon king, the intention of killing was terrible.

A hammer was sitting on the Lord, and the whole demon king's house shook, and the terrible strength rolled out.

"What's the matter? Is this Lord Wang angry?"

"Isn't the Lord King coming back from the Jiuyou Mountains just now? Why are you so angry?"

"Is it because Brother Xiao Jinghen hasn't won an artifact for my demons?"

"I heard that Brother Xiao Jinghen entered the Jiuyou Mountains this time. The more important thing is to kill Mo Wentian, and to kill Mo Wentian, the Beast Lord will have dozens of artifacts last time!

"Master Demon King is so angry, is it that Brother Xiao Jinghen hasn't done the same?"

...

Outside the demon king's palace, the group of disciples of the demon clan talked instantly.

"Master Demon King is angry!"

At this moment, the figure of the three elder Xiao Ran appeared in the hall.

Watching the demon king look so angry, the whole body kneeled on the ground, trembling.

"Breath?"

"Mo Wentian, the kid beheaded and killed many of my monsters. He even took my first-day disciple of the monsters as a slave. How does this make the king angry?"

The palm of the demon king shook his fist again, and the joints crunched.

In his eyes, the intention of killing was even more terrible.

"what?"

"Master Demon King, are you saying that I am Jing Chen's surrender?

Xiao Ran had already heard about this news, but in front of the demon king Renzhen, he had to pretend to know nothing.

"That's right, you surrender!"

The demon king almost squeezed these words out of his teeth.

"This ... is this impossible?"

"Mo Wentian, that kid is only in the early days of Tianjun. How could he surrender Xiao Jinghen, who is only one step away from the king?"

Xiao Ran looked at Xiao Ran, his eyes were incredible.

"The three elders don't believe me?"

The demon king did not answer, but looked at Xiao Ran coldly, without answering.

"No ... no!"

"How dare I not believe what Lord Lord Wang said, I just think it's incredible!"

Xiao Ran's body shuddered, and she replied in a deep voice.

"Mo Wentian, that kid has conquered so many strong men!"

"You must not let him grow up anymore, Xiao Ran, you guard my demon clan, I will go to the orc to recruit the beast master to discuss the countermeasures!"

In the eyes of the demon king Renzhen, Han Mang flashed and he sang coldly.

The next moment, the figure flickered and went directly towards the direction of the orc.

After the demon king left, all of the demon clan boiled.

Mo Wentian's deeds in the Jiuyou Mountains spread among the disciples of the demons.

This is true among the demons, and the demons are no exception.

Demon Clan, in the hall of Devil's Mansion.

A group of Demon disciples kneeled in front of Lord Lu Yan.

"Master Devil's life!"

...

Disciples of the Demons knelt on the ground, his body trembling.

"Breath?"

"What happened to you in the Jiuyou Mountains and let your king spare his life?"

The demon king Lu Yan is completely ignorant of the things in the Jiuyou Mountains. Looking at the group of disciples of the Mo clan who have returned from the Jiuyou Mountains, he is full of doubts.

"Master Devil, this ..."

"Master Devil, I said, can you not kill me?"

"Yes, Lord Devil, you promised us not to kill us, then we dare to say!"

...

The disciples of the Demons had a flash of light in their eyes and a trembling road.

"Well, my king promised you, you said, my king will not kill you!"

In the eyes of the demon, a cold cold mang rose, and his voice became cold.

Listening to the words of the disciples of the Mozu, a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Master Huiluo, our disciples who went to Jiuyou Mountain, except us, died in Mo Wentian's hands!"

Among the crowd, a figure stood out, his body trembling.

"what?"

"So many strong men go and there is only this bunch of waste left?"