Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 900

Within a few breaths, the time wheel has skyrocketed to a hundred feet.

Without the slightest hesitation, a hundred-zhang-sized time roulette quickly greeted up towards the flame machete.

"kill!"

In the eyes of the ancestor of fire, the intention of killing was terrible.

"dead!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were also extremely cold.

"Hmm ..."

The next moment, a sound of metal collision came.

Among the countless martial look of martial arts, Mo Wentian's time roulette and the flame machete of the ancestor of fire collided together.

The wheel of time shook slightly.

"puff……"

A bite of blood spit out of Mo Wentian's mouth again.

Although there was time for the roulette to stand in front, the terrible flame power of the late King day invaded Mo Wentian's body.

Mo Wentian's body flew upside down and there was no trace of blood on his face.

But in the next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes rose with a dazzling light.

"Boss!"

"Boss, are you okay?"

"the host!"

...

Xiao Yan and others quickly appeared beside Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian, his face was full of worry.

"I'm fine!"

Mo Wentian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and said coldly.

"Blocked again?"

"Mo Wentian, this kid is too terrible, but this is the blast of the fire ancestors. This kid even blocked it!"

"In the late days of Tianjun's successful battle with the King of Heaven, three consecutive moves also hurt the fire ancestors!"

"If you let Mo Wentian grow up, it seems that the ancient relics will sooner or later become his Mo Wentian!"

...

A group of warriors looked at the proud figure in the void and talked.

"Old miscellaneous, Bendi's time wheel, how does it taste?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian flashed in his eyes, looking at the ancestor of fire, said in a cold voice.

"How does time roulette taste?"

"Boy, you ... you are arrogant!"

"puff……"

It was okay not to ask Mo Wutian's words. When Mo Wutian's words came out, the anger in the ancestor of the fire rose instantly, talking and spitting blood directly from his mouth.

"Fire old man!"

"Fire ancestor!"

"Fire ancestor!"

...

Seeing this, the elder elders and the ice ancestors appeared in front of the fire ancestors.

"Old man Bing, shoot with me and kill Mo Wentian!"

Suddenly, it seemed to remember something, the fire ancestor stood up and said coldly.

Can't say why, looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, at this moment the ancestor of the fire is raising a bad hunch.

He had a feeling that if he continued to stand with Mo Wentian, it would be him who eventually fell.

"Old dog, you're really sorry!"

"Fighting the Heavenly King in the later period of the King of Heaven, that's all. Now you have to unite the old man with the old man of ice. The two strong men in the late King of Heaven battle my boss, do you know how to write the face?"

At this moment, Xiao Yan looked at the old man with a fierce face, and said coldly.

"The two emperors succeeded in the late battle, which is too unfair!"

"Where is this unfair, this is just shameless!"

"The people of the Demon Clan have never known what their faces are. They fight with the King of Heaven and need two Kings together. I really don't know how the Devil lived in the second place in the ancient relics?"

"Do you need to say that? It must be because of your skin!"

...

Outside the gate of the Demon Clan, countless warriors looked at the two ancestors of Binghuo, and their faces were full of disgusting looks.

"Mo Wentian, you ca n’t control your beasts and scream, and today our ancestors will teach you lessons!"

The sound of discussion came from the ears, and the ancestor of the fire looked at Xiaoyao, and a terrible sense of murder was raised in his eyes, and the voice was extremely cold.

If it wasn't for Xiaoyan, how could it cause everyone's disdain.

He is the ancestor of the second demons in the ancient relics. How can such a status and obedience be mocked by a group of ants.

Now, the ancestor of fire blames it all on Xiaoyan.

"brute?"

"Old miscellaneous, today your grandpa grandfather I will let you know that I am great!"

Hearing that Xiao Xiao's figure changed into Shenlong directly, looking at the ancestor of fire, said coldly.

What Xiao Yan hates all his life is that others call him a beast and a snake. Now the ancestors of the fire both call him. How can Xiao Yan bear it.

"Small sister, stand back!"

Mo Wentian flashed a cold, cold voice.

"Boss, let me take the shot and solve this old mess!"

Xiaoxiong's expression changed instantly, she cried.

"Back down!"

"With your current fighting strength, this is not an old dog's opponent!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Yan and said coldly again.

Regarding Xiao Yan's combat power, Mo Wentian is extremely clear. Although Xiao Yan's cultivation has reached the early stage of the Heavenly King, it is impossible to defeat the late King of Heaven!

Xiao Yan's combat power is at most comparable to the mid-term state of the King of Heaven.

In the middle of the Uranus's mid-term combat power, in the presence of the late Uranus's powerful men, it is no exaggeration to call it dregs.

The blast of the fire ancestor just now, if it exploded on the body of Xiaozhang's Baizhang Dragon, even if Xiaozhang did not die, he would at least be seriously injured.

"Boss ..."

Xiaoyan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but when she looked at Mo Wentian's determined look, Xiaoyan finally said nothing.

The next moment, the figure flickered, turning into a little snake, not far from Mo Wentian.

"Old miscellaneous, it seems you dare not fight with me!"

"In this case, get out of this emperor, get out of this demons, get out of the ancient relics!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian flashed a cold mang in his eyes, looked at the fire ancestor not far away, and said coldly.

That being said, would Mo Wutian really let them go? Letting them go would be equivalent to giving Mo Wutian a time bomb for the Devouring Kingdom of God established in the ancient relics in the future.

Mo Wentian said so, but he just wanted to shave their faces.

For a person like him and more than 10,000 people, reputation is very important.

"Dare you?"

"roll?"

It was said that the old man's hands clenched into fists instantly, and his knuckles became white.

The raging anger in the eyes was not even the slightest concealment.

"Mo Wentian, this kid is so arrogant that he let the ancestors go!"

"The powerful man in the later stage of Dangdang King was scolded and given up by a little Tianjun in the late stage. Who can swallow it?"

"It seems that the ancestor of fire is going to do his best!"

"It is rumored that the ancestor of fire not only has the king-level artifact of the flame machete, but also the flame **** hammer, the power of the flame **** hammer is extremely violent!"

...

Listening to Mo Wentian's cold drink, the crowd burst into a pan.

Those figures, looking at the fiery red figure in the void, were full of expectations.