Chapter 840

"Old black, don't bear it. It's not good to hold back an internal injury!"

Looking at the Dark Lord, don't ask the sky, the corners of your mouth slightly raised, and your face joked.

"Internal injury?"

"This is impossible?"

"This boy is just in the early days of the emperor of heaven. He can't hurt the Dark Lord!"

"I looked at the boy, but I couldn't hold on!"

……

Don't ask the sky. As soon as this word came out, the people in the dark instantly burst into flames.

"Boy, you..."

"Today, I will kill you!"

In the eyes of the Dark Lord, the killing intention is terrible.

But Mo Wentian guessed right. The sword Mo Wentian just now did hurt him.

A strong smell of blood came from his throat. He wanted to vomit out, but don't ask the sky. As soon as he said this, he just swallowed the blood.

"Really?"

"I think you will die today!"

Mo Wentian's eyes raised a touch of cold and incomparable cold, standing proudly in the void, and his voice was unparalleled.

"Take my palm again!"

"Dark hand!"

With a cold drink, I saw the dark magic shadow in the void, which changed into a magic palm hundreds of feet in size again.

On the palm of the devil, your perfect power swept towards Mo Wentian that day.

"The Perfect Dark Lord of heaven is really terrible!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with cold.

In the void, the magic gas was still shrouded in a radius of hundreds of feet, which seemed to have become an ancient demon domain.

From a distance, it's terrible.

"But it's not enough to kill the emperor!"

The indifferent voice sounded in the void.

"Heaven devouring sword formula!"

"Four elephants devour the sky!"

With a cold drink, the heaven devouring sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand again.

On the heaven devouring sword, the yuan force of the rolling sword vibrated unceasingly.

"Ho ho..."

In the void, four roars came, and the Four Swords shot directly.

As soon as the Four Swords came out, four divine beasts appeared in the whole heaven and earth.

"Four symbols in one!"

"Bang..."

The next moment, the four divine beasts in the void, together, turned into four elephant beasts, and directly greeted the magic palm in the void.

"Ho ho..."

Bang“

The violent collision came, but it was only a tenth of the breath, and the four elephants in the void collapsed directly.

"The emperor is perfect, too strong!"

Don't ask the sky's eyes, flashing a startling color.

Meng Ruoxi and Lu Ming, who killed the peak of the heavenly king, don't ask the sky that they thought they were going to fight the Dark Lord who was perfect for the heavenly king.

But now it seems that there is still a little distance to kill the Dark Lord.

"Want to defeat the Dark Lord..."

"Unless my cultivation breaks through to the middle stage of the emperor!"

Don't ask the sky and take a deep breath.

But the next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes were firm again.

Tianjun's perfect strong man is terrible, but it's not so easy to kill him.

The magic fruit has arrived. In fact, he can withdraw at any time.

But Mo Wentian didn't want to retreat. He fought with the Dark Lord in this valley, not only for the gambling agreement of the magic fruit, but more importantly, he wanted to frighten others by killing the Dark Lord.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's heart was very firm, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"Lao Hei, the emperor will play with you again!"

"Eight wasteland sword field!"

"Buzzing..."

With a cold drink, I saw that the terrible sword gas quickly spread around in the void.

The rolling meaning of the eight wastelands swept away towards the Dark Lord in the void.

"The meaning of eight wastelands?"

Looking at the vastness of the void, the Dark Lord looked a little stunned.

Mo Wentian was able to display the eight wasteland sword Qi, which really exceeded his expectation.

He had a premonition that the sooner he solved it, the better.

After attacking again and again, Mo Wentian's power became stronger and stronger, and his strength seemed endless.

Now the Dark Lord has only one idea in his heart, that is to quickly kill Mo Wentian.

"Boy, die!"

"Magic tripod, suppress!"

"Boom..."

The cold voice came, and I saw that in the void, the rolling magic gas merged into the appearance of the black faced old man.

Standing proudly in the void, holding a magic tripod hundreds of feet in his hand, he went towards Mo Wentian to calm down.

"Magic tripod?"

"This magic tripod is said to be an artifact in the middle of the king level!"

"With the perfect cultivation of the emperor and the artifact in the middle of the king level, this boy will die!"

"Yes, this boy can't stop this move!"

……

Looking at the magic tripod in the void, the dark place talked again.

"Bang..."

The violent collision came, Mo Wentian's body flew backward again.

"Poof..."

Don't ask the sky, spit out a mouthful of blood.

"King level intermediate artifact, good!"

Don't ask the voice of heaven. It's extremely cold, and the cold light in your eyes is even more terrible.

"The boy is not dead yet?"

"Is he blocking again?"

"This is the third move of the Dark Lord. He actually blocked the three moves of the Dark Lord!"

"I'm the highest cultivation of the emperor of heaven. If it were me, I'm not sure I could block the three moves of the Dark Lord, but this boy blocked it!"

……

Looking at the figure, his eyes were full of awe.

Even some martial artists didn't believe it, and opened the spiritual consciousness to explore Mo Wentian's cultivation, but no matter how they explored, Mo Wentian's cultivation was just the initial stage of the emperor.

"I don't believe the rumors that this boy killed the demon clan and the powerful demon clan!"

"Now my rumors are true!"

"The rumors are true? Doesn't it mean that Meng Ruoxi and Xiao Yuecheng, as well as the big elder of the demon clan, were killed by this boy?"

"This... This is impossible?"

……

Explore, look at the figure, into the group again boiling up.

"Boy, you can stop my magic tripod!"

"You must die today!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, in the eyes of the Dark Lord, the killing intention was terrible.

His magic tripod, which was an artifact in the middle of the king level, let alone his warrior in the early days of the emperor, even the strong in the late days of the emperor, would be smashed into meat cakes.

But don't ask the sky in front of you. This warrior in the early days of the emperor of heaven was only slightly injured.

This makes the Dark Lord's heart, more and more want to kill Mo Wentian.

"Magic tripod!"

"Come again!"

With a cold drink, I saw that in the void, the Dark Lord held the magic tripod again and hit Mo Wentian.

"Heaven devouring sword formula!"

"A sword breaking the boundary!"

Don't ask heaven's anger to drink, and the heaven devouring sword appeared in Mo's hand again.

In the next moment, with a sword breaking the boundary, I saw the void directly chopped up, and endless void turbulence rolled out.

"The power of this sword is comparable to the peak of the emperor!"

"At the beginning of Tianjun, he even showed his peak strength, which..."

"It's terrible!"

……

The figures not far away, looking at the terrible sword, couldn't help sighing.