Chapter 779

"Brother Xiao, calm down!"

Deng Jiaoyue quickly said in a charming voice, a touch of admiration rose in her eyes, and her body was slightly closer to Xiao yuescar.

"Younger martial sister Jiaoyue, you're not bad. I don't want to go to Jiuyou clan with extra people, but since you've found it, then go with me!"

Xiao yuetrace glanced at Deng Jiaoyue faintly and said indifferently.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Deng Jiaoyue scolded and smiled, twisted her body, and stuck it on Xiao Yuecheng's body.

"Younger martial sister Jiaoyue, I like the smell on you!"

In the face of Deng Jiaoyue who came close, Xiao Yuecheng didn't refuse. With a big hand, he took Deng Jiaoyue into his arms.

Then the figure flashed and disappeared in front of the hillside.

The beautiful voice came from the depths of the mountains.

The day passed again, and two figures, a man and a woman, appeared in front of Tiancheng.

"When Ben Jun comes here, the mole ants of the Jiuyou clan will soon come out and die!"

In Xiao Yuecheng's eyes, there was a killing intention. The next moment, I saw Xiao Yuecheng's figure flash and rise in the air.

Behind Xiao Yuecheng, terrible forces rose into the sky.

"Brother moon trace, wait for me!"

Deng Jiaoyue looked at the trace of Xiao Yue rising to the void, and jiaochen hurriedly followed up.

Glancing at the whole Tiancheng, I saw that the Tiancheng was extremely empty, and I didn't even see a person.

"The mole ants of Jiuyou clan dare to kill the saint of our demon clan and the son of the demon king. How dare they come out now?"

"Is it because I was scared to see Ben Jun coming here?"

The cold and arrogant voice sounded in the void and quickly spread all over every corner of Tiancheng.

"Scared?"

"With you, you are not qualified!"

The cold voice came. The next moment, I saw Mo asking the sky and stepping into the air.

Behind Mo Wentian, he followed the disciples of Jiuyou clan and Chixiao and others. On Mo Wentian's left and right shoulders, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian stood arrogantly.

"Not qualified?"

"Boy, how arrogant!"

The voice of ridicule sounded in the void. Xiao Yuecheng looked at the void Mo Wentian, and his eyes were even more contemptuous.

In the void, the highest cultivation is only the perfect state of the great heaven, and even the early and middle stage of the great heaven.

You know, in the eyes of the emperor's strong, the consummation of the great heaven is no different from the mole ants, not to mention the strong man in the middle of the emperor, Xiao Yuecheng.

"Elder martial brother Xiao, it's not worth getting angry for a group of ants!"

Deng Jiaoyue came to Xiao Yuehan's side and whispered.

"This kind of rouge powder really pollutes the emperor's eyes. Thanks to you, you are still the strong one in the middle of the emperor's reign, and your taste is so bad!"

Don't ask the sky. A smile rises from the corners of your mouth, and your voice is full of sarcasm.

"You..."

"Elder martial brother Xiao, this man is so arrogant that he dares to say so about me. I'll kill you!"

As the daughter of the elder, Deng Jiaoyue was favored by the demon clan. When did she suffer such humiliation.

Mo Wentian satirized her in public. At this moment, Deng Jiaoyue's killing intention in her eyes was undisguised, and she wanted to kill Mo Wentian.

"Younger martial sister Jiaoyue!"

Xiao Yuecheng saw this and shouted coldly, stopping immediately.

Then his eyes looked at Mo Wentian in front of him. Although his cultivation was no more than the perfection of the great heaven, it gave him a feeling that it was not simple.

What's more, he didn't believe that there were only a few people left in the whole Jiuyou clan.

If you can kill the demon saint and the little tiger king, how can there be no strong one in the Jiuyou clan.

"Ben Jun didn't want to talk nonsense with you ants, so he said that the demon clan Xiao Yuecheng came here and let your ancestor get out and die quickly!"

The cold air flickered in Xiao Yuecheng's eyes.

"Xiao Yue trace?"

In the void, don't ask the sky's eyes, fell on the body of Xiao yuetrace.

"Boss, this man is so strong!"

In Xiao Jiao's eyes, a cold light rose and he said in a deep voice.

The Xiao Yue trace in the void and the breath on his body have gone beyond the early days of the emperor and reached the terrifying middle stage of the emperor.

"Is it strong?"

Don't ask the corners of your mouth slightly.

In the middle of Tianjun, although it is much better than in the early days of Tianjun, don't ask heaven if you want to kill him, but it's still far from it!

"Who are you, Ben Jun? Don't go quickly!"

Xiao Yuecheng looked at Mo Wentian standing proudly in the void and said coldly.

Behind Xiao Yuecheng, Deng Jiaoyue also looked at Mo Wentian with a flashing face.

"I'm the ancestor of the Jiuyou clan!"

"Don't ask the sky!"

Looking at Xiao Yue trace, Mo Wentian's eyes are indifferent.

"Are you the ancestor of Jiuyou clan?"

Xiao Yuecheng snorted coldly. He thought that the ancestor of the Jiuyou clan had at least reached the realm of the emperor of heaven.

I didn't expect it, but it's the perfection of the great throne!

"Yes, this emperor is!"

Don't ask the sky's eyes, cold and arrogant.

"Ben Jun asked you, did you kill the saint of my demon clan?"

It seemed that he thought of something. Xiao Yue took a step forward and asked coldly.

"You mean the little scaled snake with the fox sitting?"

Don't ask the sky, pretending to be dignified, and ask instead.

"Small scale snake?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, waves rose in Xiao Yuecheng's heart.

The essence of the demon saint, that is a secret, even if the emperor is strong, he will never see it.

He also learned from the mouth of the elder, otherwise even he did not know that the virgin's body was originally a colorful scale snake.

"Tut tut..."

"In fact, the small scale snake is still good-looking, with long legs, thin waist, and an alien flavor, which is much better than the one beside you!"

Don't ask the sky to pretend to aftertaste. Your eyes narrowed slightly and sighed.

The appearance of the demon saint is much more beautiful than Deng Jiaoyue now. He has admired the saint for many years.

However, the son of the demon king also admired the saint, so he didn't have a chance. This has always been a thorn in Xiao Yuecheng's heart. Touched by Mo Wentian, Xiao Yuecheng's eyes flickered with cold light.

"Boy, if you say so, you killed the saint of our demon clan?"

The sound of cold drinking made people shudder.

"Yes, not only the demon saint, but also the little tiger king and the roaring moon wolf..."

"All the people from your demon clan died under the emperor!"

Don't ask the sky's eyes, cold and arrogant.

"Good!"

"Very good!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's admission, Xiao Yuehan's eyes became colder and colder.

"Oh!"

"The emperor forgot one thing, that demon saint, I didn't kill it, but your demon king's son, King Tiger!"

"You don't know how miserable and desperate the demon Saint died!"

Don't ask the sky. Looking at the angry Xiao Yue trace, the corners of your mouth slightly raised and said faintly.

"Died miserably?"

"Boy, I will make you die worse today, not only that, all the people of your Jiuyou clan will die!"

The voice of Xiao Yuecheng is extremely insidious.

Don't ask God to kill his demon saint and the son of the demon king of his demon family, which simply doesn't take the demon family in the eye!

This is a great shame!

Don't ask the sky must die, and the Jiuyou clan must also destroy the clan. Only in this way can we save the face of the demon clan!