Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 911 Demon Surrender?

If the ice dragon in the emperor's realm, plus his terrible physique, let Mo Wentian devour it.

This is a great thing both for his cultivation and for his physique.

"Master, the ice dragon has been entangled in the ice for many years, he will not allow others to enter!"

"You are interested in it and want to enter, I am afraid it is extremely dangerous!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Lu Jun's eyes flashed a complex light.

"Yes, boss, I'm afraid that the ice dragon has reached the emperor's realm!"

"This practice, I am afraid that it is not enough just for us now!"

At this moment, Magic Sky came out of Mo Wentian's arms and looked at Mo Wutian with a solemn look.

"Magic sky, have you forgotten something?"

After hearing the words, Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the magic sky, and asked back.

"What forgot?"

For a moment, Phantom's eyes were puzzled.

"Magic sky, have you forgotten, what dragon am I?"

Looking at the puzzling look of Xuantian, a small figure on the side flashed, appearing beside Xuantian, said coldly.

"you are?"

"That's right, Xiaoyu, you were originally an Apparition!"

"That being the case, then it is not difficult for you to want to enter this ice field!"

Asked by Xiao Yan, Xuantian's eyes flashed a flash of light.

The next moment, his face was full of happy words.

"Lu Jun, what else do you need to pay attention to in this ice field?"

At this moment, Mo Wentian looked at Lu Jun, the cold flash in his eyes.

"Return to Master, in this ice field, there are other ice monsters besides the ice dragon!"

"But the level of those monsters is not high. These are not afraid of you based on your current strength!"

Hearing that, Lu Jun said without hesitation.

"Xiao Jinghen, Fan Zeng!"

"the host!"

As Mo Wentian gave a cold drink, the two figures bowed respectfully to Mo Wentian.

"You two stay in this demons!"

"When the emperor came out of Hanbingyuan, I will see the disciples of the demons, all of whom will submit to the foot of the emperor!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were unparalleled.

"Master, if ..."

Wen Yan said that Fan Zeng's eyes flashed coldly, and his face rose with a dignified color, a deep voice.

"If what?"

Mo Wentian looked at Fan Zeng and said coldly.

"What if they are not surrendered?"

Looking at those cold eyes, Fan Zeng's body could not help shaking slightly.

Immediately, it seemed to be a determined, heavy voice.

"Not surrender?"

"Kill then!"

The cold voice resounded through the void, and in those cold eyes, they were unparalleled.

"It's so cold!"

"Kill? Kill without submitting? It seems that Mo Wentian is going to kill the demons!"

"The disciples of the Demon Clan have suffered!"

"The disciples of the Demons are so miserable! In this ancient relic, the beast owners have always been respected, and the demons have also surrendered to the feet of the orcs. Now the demons are taken over by Mowentian!"

"When the beast master was born in the Jiuyou Mountains, he sent his disciples to kill Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian occupied the demons and Jiuyou. Will his new demons surrender at the feet of the beast master? ? "

...

Listening to that voice, everyone only felt that a cold wave came from their backs, and some warriors with a lower level of temperament even had big drops of sweat on their foreheads.

"killed?"

In the eyes of Fan Zeng, there was a hint of shock.

"Rebels, disobedience, all killed!"

"And as for those who want to escape, record them all!"

Mo Mantian's eyes flashed colder and colder.

"Yes, master!"

Hearing that Fan had once returned to God and quickly answered.

"Well, Xiaoyu, Magic Sky, Lu Jun!"

"Follow this emperor to Hanbingyuan!"

It seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a faint light, looking at the people in front of him, said coldly.

"Yes, master!"

"Okay, boss!"

"Understood, boss!"

...

Every figure was somber.

"Tianhu, rest assured, this emperor will find that ancient book for you and find a way to restore it for you!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed for a moment, and the soul swept away. Looking at Wen Tiange, Tian Hu closed his eyes and recovered his physique.

Mo Wentian secretly said in his heart, looking at the delicate figure, Mo Wentian's face was full of firmness.

"go!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian opened his eyes and said coldly.

Then the figure flashed and disappeared.

Xiao Yan Huantian and others did not want to be outdone. They followed the figure and disappeared.

When it appeared again, the crowd had already appeared in the back mountain of the demons.

And just when they left, the chaos in the demon city of Chaos was extremely chaotic.

On the street, the clothing of the Demon disciples can be seen everywhere. They seem to want to take off their clothes, get rid of the brand of the Demon, and escape from the Devil.

What's more, some disciples of the Demon Race took off their outfits without changing other costumes, and even naked, ran away frantically.

"Run away! Mo Wentian is gone, we will run away from the demons!"

"You **** stepped on my foot!"

"Did your disciples of the Demons often take advantage of the fact that Demons are the second force in the ancient relics?"

"Yes, aren't you usually very arrogant? Why? Now you want to be so embarrassed and mixed in with me and want to use us to cover our eyes?"

"Go! Don't follow us!"

...

I saw countless figures at the gate of the Demon Swarm.

There are disciples of other races, and there are disciples of the demons who mix in them.

Because of the demons' disciples, they rely on the demons to rank second in the ancient relics. They often oppress disciples of other races. In the past, disciples of other races were bullied in vain, and they dared not be angry.

But today is different. The disciples of the Demon Clan have become prisoners of Mo Wentian. They want to escape madly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, how can disciples of other races let them go.

"Why did you hit me? I didn't do anything?"

"I hit you!"

"You have reached Lao Tzu, are you looking for death?"

"Ah ... your Tianniu people are too arrogant. I am a disciple of the Demons. How dare you hit me?"

"What's wrong with you? It's not just that I'm going to hit you, we're going to hit you!"

...

Just then, in the midst of turbulent crowds, the pot was exploded.

Screams and screams, one after another.

Fan Zeng and Xiao Jinghen looked at this scene, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help raising an arc of evil laughter.