Chapter 775

"Don't ask heaven, what do you want to do?"

The spirit of the little tiger king was angry in his eyes and wanted to struggle, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get rid of Mo Wentian's palm.

"What are you doing?"

"If it is planted in the hands of the emperor, it is certainly dead!"

Don't ask, the cold light flickered in the sky's eyes, and then the palm of your hand forced, and the spirit of the little tiger king screamed repeatedly in an instant.

"No..."

"Ah..."

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

Countless spiritual forces, around Mo Wentian concussion!

"Magic Pearl!"

"Devour!"

"Buzzing..."

One by one, the magic beads were filled with extremely terrible suction, and the countless spiritual forces surged into the magic beads like a tide.

"Buzzing..."

Magic bead couldn't help shaking up.

With countless soul forces entering the magic bead, Mo Wentian seemed to see the two figures in red clothes and red clothes in the magic bead, both of which trembled slightly.

"Red clothes..."

"Red clothes..."

"They are absorbing soul power!"

Don't ask in the eye of heaven, the instant surprise is incomparable.

Red clothes and red clothes can absorb soul power, which means that if Mo Wentian gives them enough soul power to absorb, they will come back!

"Ask brother Tian..."

"Emperor..."

"Lao Zu..."

……

I don't know when, Chixiao and others have come to Mo Wentian's side, staring at Mo Wentian with worried eyes.

"I'm fine!"

Don't ask if there was a flash of pure light in heaven's eyes. With a move of mind, he collected the magic beads and said in a deep voice.

"Wang..."

"Wang Du is dead, let's run!"

Thundering leopard and whirlwind monkey's eyes were unparalleled, and their hearts trembled.

Who is this boy in front of you!

Obviously, cultivation is the perfect state of the great throne, but it kills all the little tiger kings in the realm of the emperor of heaven. It's OK to kill them, but it even devours all the spirits of the little tiger king.

This is simply a demon!

"The son of the demon king and the saint of your demon clan are dead!"

"It's time for you to go!"

Suddenly, don't ask heaven's eyes, and look at the trembling thunder leopard and whirlwind Monkey not far away. The cold voice, like a sharp sword, stabbed them in the heart.

As for the demon clan, don't ask heaven for mercy. If these people come to die, don't ask heaven for help.

"Heaven devouring sword formula!"

"The sword breaks the sky!"

Leng drank loudly. The next moment, he saw the heaven devouring sword appear in Mo Wentian's hand.

Immediately, Mo Wentian took a sword and cut directly at the thundering leopard and whirlwind monkey who wanted to run away madly in the void.

"Don't kill me..."

"No..."

……

Looking at the terrible sword that came in a flash, screams rang out. The thunder leopard and whirlwind monkey in the void also dissipated their breath. For a moment, the scream disappeared.

Thundering leopard and whirlwind monkey fall!

"The cultivation of the emperor is strengthened again?"

"Lao Zu's strength is really terrible. The perfect state of the great throne even killed the strong one of the emperor, which is simply..."

……

In the city of heaven, all the figures looked at Mo Wentian with an impregnable face.

"The little tiger king in the realm of the emperor of heaven, how can he waste!"

"Xiao Jiao, magic heaven protects the Dharma for the emperor!"

At this time, Mo Wentian looked at the dead body of the little tiger king again, and a cold light rose in his eyes.

"Yes, boss!"

"Yes, boss!"

The figures of Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian appeared at Mo Wentian's side in an instant, and their eyes glittered endlessly.

"Ask brother Tian, I will also protect the law for you!"

"Protect the law for the emperor!"

"Protect the law for our ancestors!"

……

In the Heavenly City, cold shouts rang out, and all the martial artists sat down with their knees wrapped around Mo Wentian.

"You all step down. It's enough for Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian to protect the Dharma for the emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at the excited figures in front of him, with a flash of light in his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Lord!"

"Yes, master!"

"Ask brother Tian, I......"

……

All the figures, though unwilling, retreated.

"The emperor killed all the strong ones. How strong is the emperor now?"

"I think the cultivation of Lao Zu will soon break through the realm of the emperor of heaven!"

"The perfect state of the great heaven can kill the strong one of the heavenly monarch. How terrible would it be if Lao Zu broke through to the state of the heavenly monarch?"

……

Figures left in a mighty manner, and the whole Tiancheng began to talk.

Listen to this discussion, don't ask the cold flash in the sky's eyes.

The remaining seven people of Jiuyou clan still don't know Mo Wentian's true identity. After these stops, these seven disciples of Jiuyou clan have been recognized by Mo Wentian.

In Mo Wentian's heart, strength is not important. The most important thing is loyalty. Strength and accomplishments can be improved by cultivating resources, but loyalty can not be improved by cultivating.

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

Don't ask the sky, and say to yourself, with a cold flash in your eyes.

Immediately, he stepped forward and came to the side of the demon king's son king tiger in an instant. The next moment, his palm was on the head of the demon king's son.

"Devour the divine formula!"

"Devour!

Don't ask Tianleng to drink, and directly run the formula of devouring the gods.

"Boom..."

A sword yuan force, in Mo Wentian's body crazy concussion.

A powerful suction came from Mo Wentian. It seemed that it could devour everything.

"The emperor is devouring it. What a terrible suction!"

"Go back!"

"Go back, this power is terrible!"

……

In Tiancheng, the figures accelerated and ran frantically, as if afraid that the terrible suction would devour them.

The next moment, I saw the body of the little tiger king, the son of the demon king, exploding directly, and countless blood gases were frantically devoured by Mo Wentian.

With the blood gas devouring the little tiger king, the son of the demon king, don't ask the sword star core in the celestial body, flashing unceasingly, appearing mysterious and boundless.

"Purple emperor body..."

"Another breakthrough!"

It seems that you have found something. Mo Wentian's eyes burst with an extremely terrible light.

Don't ask the sky. The layers of supreme dark purple light rose, and the bright light was dazzling.

"Wow..."

But the next moment, don't ask the pure purple light on heaven, all turned into fragments and disappeared.

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

The dark purple light, with a supreme breath, looks extremely noble.

"The purple emperor is perfect!"

"The blood of the strong is still good!"

Don't ask the corners of the mouth of the sky, slightly raise.

"Now my cultivation has reached the consummation of the great heavenly throne, and the purple emperor's body has also broken through the state of consummation. Even in the face of the strong man in the middle of the Heavenly Emperor, I am not afraid!"

"Even if I meet the late emperor of heaven or even the perfect strong, it is impossible to kill me!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and talked to himself.

"Hoo Hoo..."

Spit out a mouthful of turbid air slightly, and don't ask the sky to stand up.