Chapter 838

"I heard that a magic fruit is ripe in your sinkhole!"

"I fight with you. If I win, how about giving me the magic fruit?"

Mo Wentian's eyes raised a bright light, looked at the black faced old man, and said in a deep voice.

"Boy, you came to miss my magic fruit!"

"Do you know that there are always tens of thousands of people who miss the magic fruit, not to mention tens of thousands, including martial artists at the peak of the emperor of heaven, but do you know what happened to them in the end?"

"They all died in the end and were all swallowed up by the king!"

"Ga ga......"

The Dark Lord said, laughing wildly.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense? I'll ask you, dare you bet with me?"

Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord with unparalleled coldness in his eyes.

"With you, why don't you dare!"

"Today, I will let you know that arrogance needs a price!"

The Dark Lord's eyes were full of disdain.

"In that case, take out the colorful head!"

Don't ask the sky, the corners of your mouth slightly raised, and a flash of light flashed in your eyes.

"Colorful head?"

"Do you want phantom fruit as a colorful head?"

The Dark Lord froze for a few seconds, instantly recovered, and said with surprise.

"Yes, the emperor doesn't want to spend more effort. You can directly pick the magic fruit. Otherwise, who knows whether you will cheat if you lose!"

Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord in front of him and said jokingly.

"Pick it as you like, and let you have a look and feel at ease of death!"

The Dark Lord's eyes are unparalleled in coldness and arrogance.

He didn't believe that just don't ask the sky, the emperor's early cultivation, could defeat him.

You know, he is the strong man of Tianjun's perfection. In his eyes, Tianjun's early stage is no different from mole ants.

In the next moment, the Dark Lord's figure flashed and went directly towards a certain place.

But for a moment, the Dark Lord appeared again not far from Mo Wentian.

"Look, this is the magic fruit!"

The Dark Lord's dark eyes flashed a cold light, and then stretched out his hand to take out a fruit from his arms that exuded transparent light and breathed.

"Magic heaven, is this magic fruit?"

Looking at the bead, don't ask the sky, the voice sounded in the sky Pavilion.

"Yes, boss, this is magic fruit!"

The sound of magic sky's Joy came instantly.

"Wait, the emperor will seize it!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a firm look, and his voice was also sonorous and powerful.

"Lao Hei, don't wait, let me go out for a fight?"

It seems that you have remembered something. Don't ask the sky, and a touch of extremely cold awn rises in your eyes.

"Boy, you are so eager to die. I want you!"

The light in the Dark Lord's eyes soared instantly, and the demon gas on his body was extremely turbulent.

Since the magic fruit has been picked by the Dark Lord, there is no need to stay in this sinkhole.

Go out and fight. Don't ask heaven if you have other plans in mind.

"Go!"

With a cold drink, don't ask the figure of the sky, and directly flash towards the top of the Tiankeng.

Looking at Mo Wentian's figure moving towards the top of the sinkhole, the Dark Lord was not willing to be outdone. His figure flashed and followed.

A quarter of an hour later, their figures appeared in a valley not far from the sinkhole.

"Look, isn't that the legendary Dark Lord who guards the magic fruit in the sinkhole?"

"Who is the boy next to him?"

"Looking at the posture, they seem to be going to war!"

"He is mo Wentian, the ancestor of Jiuyou clan. Now he has offended the demon clan and the demon clan. People of the demon clan and the demon clan are all looking for him!"

"He even got into trouble with the Dark Lord. It seems that this boy is dead today!"

……

Just don't ask, the Dark Lord just appeared in the valley, surrounded by countless pairs of eyes staring at them, and his mouth began to talk.

Listening to the voices of discussion, Mo Wentian's mouth slightly raised a radian.

The reason why he let the dark lord come to this battle outside the Tiankeng is not only to avoid cheating after the Dark Lord lost, but also to kill the Perfect Dark Lord in front of them.

Frighten other martial artists who want to kill him.

"Boy, you will die today!"

The Dark Lord listened to the voices, and his face became more and more cold and arrogant.

"Since it's World War I, take out the spoils of gambling first!"

Don't ask the sky, the corners of your mouth slightly raised, looking at the Dark Lord, said coldly.

"Boy, what if you put it here first? When you are killed, the magic fruit will still belong to the king!"

In the eyes of the Dark Lord, the cold suddenly soared.

The reason why the Dark Lord didn't mention any condition was that he was confident enough to kill Mo Wentian.

He even disdained to mention the conditions of a strong man in the early days of the emperor.

The next moment, the Dark Lord took the magic fruit out of his arms again and put it aside.

"It is said that the magic fruit must be put on people after leaving the herbal medicine. Otherwise, its efficacy will be greatly reduced!"

Watching the Dark Lord put the magic fruit on the ground not far away, don't ask the sky, the cold light flashed in your eyes, and said coldly.

Around, the breath is not weak. Don't ask the sky. Don't want to fall into others' hands when you are fighting with the Dark Lord.

"Old black, how about putting this magic fruit on me first?"

"Anyway, you will give it to the emperor sooner or later!"

Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord with a smile on his face.

"Put it on you?"

The Dark Lord was stunned.

"What?"

"Don't you dare?"

Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord in a daze. The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more rich, and he said again.

"Why don't you dare? Put it on you. When the king kills you, the magic fruit will still be mine!"

The Dark Lord's face was full of confidence.

"Then I'm not polite!"

Mo Wentian said, and put the magic fruit directly into his arms.

"Magic heaven, refine quickly!"

With the magic spirit fruit entering the heaven asking Pavilion, don't ask the sky and hurry to the magic Heaven Road.

"OK, boss!"

Huan Tian looked at Huan lingguo, his face was full of joy, and his voice was even brighter.

"Wu Sheng, Wu Jinfeng, protect the Dharma for Lord magic quickly!"

"Xiao Jiao, you also enter the heaven pavilion to protect the magic heaven!"

It seems that you have remembered something. Don't ask the sky and quickly drink coldly.

"Boss, I..."

"Don't worry, I can solve this old guy. You go to protect magic heaven and help him break through. If you want to fight this emperor, you can rest assured that the back and the opportunities for gain and loss let you fight“

Xiao Jiao was interrupted by Mo Wentian before he could finish speaking.

Don't ask heaven about Xiao Jiao's mind. It's just that now the breakthrough of magic heaven is imminent, and the cultivation of Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng is still too poor after all.

If Xiao Jiao enters the pavilion to protect magic heaven, Mo Wentian is relieved.