Chapter 803

His legs and feet were all cut off by Mo Wentian, and blood gushed out of his body.

At this moment, there was only fear in his heart, and even he forgot that he was the strong man of Tianjun's perfection, while Mo Wentian was just a warrior who had just broken through the early days of Tianjun.

"Lao Zu is really terrible!"

"This demon clan elder, what a tragic end!"

"With my ancestors, I seem to have seen the glory of our Jiuyou clan!"

……

Far away from the Heavenly City, the eyes of the disciples of the Jiuyou clan were filled with surprise and joy.

The warrior in the early days of Tianjun can frighten the great elder of the demon clan and the strong in the late days of Tianjun like this. I'm afraid there is only Mo Wentian in front of the whole ancient land.

"Old man, now that my feet are gone, what else do you want to kill me?"

Don't ask heaven to step on Deng Tian's back and look down at Deng Tian with cold and arrogant eyes.

"Boy, I'm the elder of the demon clan. If you kill me, the demon clan will not let you go!"

"The demon king will not let you go!"

"You can't kill me..."

Deng Tian's eyes were filled with panic.

Mo Wentian looked at him like he was stared at by death.

"Do you know?"

"What the emperor dislikes most is being threatened!"

Don't ask Tianleng for a drink, and you can't help strengthening your strength.

Being trampled by Mo Wentian, Deng Tian's whole body trembled. He wanted to resist, but at the moment, he didn't have the courage to resist.

Don't ask the sky, it's really terrible!

Such means, such strength, is simply not a person, but a demon!

"I..."

In Deng Tian's eyes, the fear became deeper and deeper.

At this moment, he saw the killing intention in Mo Wentian's eyes, which was terrible.

"Yanlei sword!"

"The king level early artifact, although a little bad, can be used to play!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the burning thunder sword.

The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and a faint voice sounded. Mo Wentian's fingers moved, and Mo Wentian held the burning thunder sword in his hand.

"This is my sword!"

"Give me back my sword!"

Seeing Mo Wentian take away the Yan Lei sword, Deng Tian shouted in panic.

In order to get this burning thunder sword, he even sent his own daughter Deng Jiaoyue to serve the animal owner for a month, and the animal owner rewarded him!

Thinking of this, Deng Tian's eyes were crazy.

"Is this knife yours?"

"It may have been yours just now, but it will be yours soon!"

Looking at Deng Tian in front of him, don't ask him to smile, and then put his hand on the sword. The spirit mark of Deng Tian on the burning thunder sword was instantly erased by Mo ask him.

The burning thunder sword, which was still struggling, fell into Mo Wentian's hands peacefully at this moment.

"Mine..."

"My burning thunder sword!"

Deng Tian's eyes were full of awe.

At this moment, Yan Lei Jian had completely lost contact with him.

It took Deng Jiaoyue a month

In exchange, but now it is taken away by Mo Wentian!

"What, your sword is now the emperor's!"

Hearing the words, don't ask the sky and step on it again.

"Ah..."

"Boy, kill me!"

"Kill me!"

Deng Tian's begging for mercy sounded in the void.

Deng Tian's mind has been completely defeated at this moment.

Deng Jiaoyue died, and his thunder sword was taken away by Mo Wentian, who cut off his limbs and heavily stepped on the ground.

His dignity, his pride, everything he had, were severely trampled underfoot by Mo Wentian!

"In the later period of emperor Tianjun, your strength is still useful to the emperor!"

The cold voice sounded, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Devour the divine formula!"

"Devour!"

Looking at Deng Tian, don't ask heaven to directly operate the formula of devouring the gods.

The next moment, a powerful and boundless suction came from Mo Wentian's palm.

"This is..."

"Ah..."

Deng Tian's crazy roar, his essence was swallowed alive by Mo Wentian, and his breath was falling rapidly.

"Noisy!"

Don't ask the sky for a cold drink. Your eyes flicker with cold light.

Immediately, Deng Tian's whole body was devoured by Mo Wentian, and even the spirit did not escape.

"Boss..."

"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 heaven. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly and sank into a deep voice.

"Emperor, your cultivation has reached the early days of the emperor?"

"Lao Zu, you were so powerful just now!"

……

In the city of heaven, the figures looked at Mo Wentian with joy.

"The emperor has just made a breakthrough, and with a big war, he needs stability!"

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

Mo Wentian obviously felt the fluctuation of Qi and blood on his body, and a cold light rose in his eyes, with a cold voice.

"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.

"Chixiao, Wu Sheng!"

"Emperor!"

"Master!"

With Mo Wentian's cold drink, the figures of Chixiao and Wu Sheng appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"Lead the disciples to deal with all the bodies of those demon clan disciples, and then all go down to practice!"

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.

"Lao Zu is really terrible. He fought the strong in the early days of Tianjun and the late days of Tianjun!"

"Unexpectedly, he killed the emperor of heaven. Such a talent can be called a demon!"

"That is, that is, our emperor is invincible. In this ancient land, so many people want to kill the emperor, but I see, the person who can kill the emperor has not been born?"

"Hahahaha..."

……

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

Looking at the back of the road leaving, don't ask the sky's eyes, a cold flash.

"There is still a long way to go to become the king of ancient land!"

Don't ask heaven's mouth, then sit cross legged on the ground and fall into practice.

Magic sky and the small dragon and demon guard the left and right sides of Mo Wentian, and their faces are even more indifferent.