The next moment, Qi Zhen hit out one by one.

As he played one by one, in the void, the 81 tiger sword quickly changed.

But in a few breaths, the 81 tiger swords synthesized nine tiger swords.

The power on the nine tiger swords is terrifying.

"Little reptile, die!"

With a cold drink, Qi Zhen's eyes flashed cold, and nine tiger swords directly chopped at Xiao Jiao.

But his tiger sword, not close to Xiao Jiao, seemed to be afraid after the tiger sword met the terrible sound of the dragon.

After a few breaths in the void, nine tiger swords fell directly to the ground.

"What's the matter? How did elder martial brother Qizhen's tiger sword fall to the ground?"

"This tiger sword is a king level artifact!"

"It seems that the tiger sword is afraid of the Dragon sing!"

"This little reptile is too terrible!"

"The tiger sword doesn't listen to elder martial brother Qizhen's command, and the terrible sound wave has been suppressed towards elder martial brother Qizhen. Elder martial brother Qizhen, can you stop it?"

……

Watching the tiger sword fall, the eyes of the disciples of the orc clan were awe inspiring.

At this moment, a bad feeling even rose in their hearts.

"Dog, die!"

"Ho ho..."

At this time, the cold light in Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed, and the terrible dragon's voice rang out again.

"No..."

"Don't kill me, I'm a disciple of the second elder of the orc clan. If you kill me, my master will not let you go!"

Terrible sound waves swept towards Qi town in an instant.

At the moment, Qi Zhen had no intention of fighting, and his body could not help shaking at this moment.

His eyes were full of fear.

I can't tell why, the little Jiao that fenming rushed towards him was just a monster in the early days of the king of heaven, but looking at that figure, he felt a breath of death coming towards him.

"Now beg for mercy?"

"Late!"

"Die!"

Listening to this begging for mercy, Xiao Jiao's eyes were extremely cold.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, the dragon body hundreds of feet in size directly rushed towards Qi town.

"Ah..."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Ah..."

……

Looking at Xiao Jiao's whole body, Qi Zhen's pupils instantly widened, and his eyes were full of fear.

What's more, his legs trembled unceasingly, and in the next moment, a turbulent flow spurted out from his crotch, and a smell of fishy smell instantly diffused.

"Useless things, living is also a disgrace!"

"Go to hell!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Qi Zhen with disgust.

It seemed that he was afraid of throwing his body on Qi Zhen and soiling himself. Xiao Jiao changed his direction, and his tail, which was several feet in size, went directly towards Qi Zhen's chest.

"Ah..."

The tail ran directly through Qi Zhen's chest, and blood spurted out.

A strong smell of blood filled the air instantly, and the scream stopped abruptly.

"Boss, the task is completed!"

In the next moment, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed in front of Mo Wentian.

The corner of his mouth slightly grinned, looking at Mo Wentian, and said coldly and arrogantly.

"Well, not bad!"

"The injury on your body?"

Hearing this, don't ask the corners of your mouth, and you can't help raising a radian.

But the next moment, looking at the sword marks on Xiao Jiao's body, his expression suddenly cooled down.

"Boss, my injury is OK, but it's all skin injuries!"

"Rest for a few days and take some pills, but it's OK!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said calmly.

It seemed that there was really nothing wrong with his injury.

"Don't move, let me explore!"

Although Xiao Jiao said that the clouds were light and the wind was light, Mo Wentian was still a little worried. He spread out his spiritual consciousness and hurriedly explored.

After a few breaths, don't ask the sky. After exploring, frown tightly, and then stretch out.

"It's really just some skin injuries!"

"This is some magic medicine for repair. You will refine it later and recover!"

It seemed that he thought of something. Don't ask the light in heaven's eyes flashed, and a space ring appeared in his hand. Looking at Xiao Jiao, he said coldly.

"Thank you, boss!"

A flash of light flashed in Xiao Jiao's eyes, and he quickly took it down.

"Boss, what are you going to do with these remaining Orc disciples?"

The next moment, Xiao Jiao looked at the group of ORC disciples under the gate who were still in a daze, and said in a deep voice.

"There are also 19 heavenly kings and 500 disciples of the realm of heavenly kings!"

"Leaving them is also some power for our God devouring kingdom!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with cold light and said in a cold voice.

"What the boss means is, let them submit to me and devour the kingdom of God?"

Xiao Jiao was slightly stunned, and came back to his mind, with his eyes full of awe inspiring words.

"Yes, the Emperor gave them a chance!"

"If they don't want to surrender, the emperor doesn't mind killing them!"

The cold voice rang out instantly.

Mo Wentian looked at the group of ORC disciples under the gate, and his eyes were extremely cold and arrogant.

For those who do not submit to their own strong, don't ask the sky will not have the slightest mercy.

"Elder martial brother Qizhen, fell!"

At this time, among the crowd, I do not know who looked at the bloody figure and exclaimed.

"Elder martial brother Qizhen is dead?"

"How can elder martial brother Qizhen die? He is the strong man in the middle of the king of heaven and will soon break through to the late king of heaven!"

"Elder martial brother Qizhen is really dead. I can't feel his breath!"

"Elder martial brother Qizhen is the strongest cultivator among us. He is dead. If we stay here, won't we end up like him!"

"Run away! Go back to the beast clan, go back and tell the beast owner and the second elder!"

……

Listening to that exclamation, countless Orc disciples came back to God.

They looked at the proud figure in the void, and their bodies could not help shaking.

Talking, in the next moment, countless Orc disciples began to run frantically in the direction of the ORC.

"Come to the kingdom of God devouring of the emperor, and want to leave without the consent of the emperor?"

Looking at the countless crazy fleeing figures, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly and said coldly.

In the next moment, the figure flashed, and Mo Wentian's figure turned directly into nine paths in the void.

However, in one hundred thousand breaths, the nine figures changed again and became 81.

Eighty one mo Wentian's figure flashed and directly blocked eighty-one directions in front of countless Orc disciples.

"Don't ask the sky, you..."

"What do you want?"

Suddenly, in the crowd, a middle-aged man stood up, his voice trembling.

"What do I want?"

"This emperor is the master of this kingdom of devouring gods. If you want to go, shouldn't you ask my host's opinion?"

Mo Wentian looked at the man who stood up, and his mouth curled up, but his voice was extremely cold.