"Then it seems that you chose the first one!"

"In that case, no wonder the emperor!"

Listening to Qi Yun's words, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly cooled down.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and in the void, nine identical Mo Wentian directly appeared.

Immediately, nine figures of Mo Wentian flashed, and eighty-one figures of Mo Wentian appeared in the void.

The 81 don't ask the sky. Their breath is exactly the same, and they can't see the slightest difference.

"This..."

"What a strange body method!"

"It's terrible that you should directly incarnate eighty-one avatars!"

"Isn't this boy's cultivation the perfect state of caitianjun? But his breath seems to have exceeded Tianjun!"

……

Looking at the 81 Mo Wentian standing proudly in the void, the disciples of the orc clan were full of awe inspiring words in their eyes.

"Heaven devouring sword formula: the sword breaks the sky!"

"You ants, let's go!"

The cold voice sounded, and I saw 81 hands of Mo Wentian. I don't know when, a divine sword had appeared.

The magic sword seems ordinary and unnecessary, but the smell emanating from it seems not simple.

"Boss, are you going to kill them all?"

At this time, Xiao Jiao's slightly anxious voice rang out in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Qi Yun feels so good about himself!"

"If the emperor doesn't give him some color to see, it seems that he won't agree to the emperor's conditions!"

"In that case, the emperor will give him some color."

In the eyes of Mo Wentian, the cold light flashed and whispered to Xiao Jiao.

"Boss..."

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"Go to hell!"

With a cold drink, eighty-one Mo Wentian, holding a heaven devouring sword, cut and killed a group of ORC disciples in the void.

"Is this boy trying to kill us?"

"The power on this divine sword is so strong!"

"No, back!"

"Back!"

……

Looking at Mo Wentian coming to kill himself, a group of ORC disciples came back to their senses and subconsciously retreated.

"In front of the emperor, still want to escape?"

"Go to hell!"

Mo Wentian looked at the group of ORC disciples who were frantically fleeing, and the killing intention in his eyes became more and more terrible.

In the next moment, eighty-one don't ask the sky for a sword and shoot directly.

With Mo Wentian's sword, the void trembled violently, as if the next moment, a hole would be torn in the void.

The rolling sword yuan force, shaking unceasingly, don't ask the breath on the sky, it is even more violent.

"Ah..."

"Don't kill me!"

"Elder martial brother Qi Yun, help me!"

"Elder martial brother Qi Yun, we choose the second!"

"We promise you not to kill me!"

……

Screams and begging for mercy rang through the whole void.

But don't ask the sky but don't move at all. For the orcs, don't ask the sky but don't have the slightest favor.

The old bastard, the beast owner, coveted the heavenly fox when he was in the sword God continent, which made Mo Wentian very unhappy.

When they came to the ancient land, the old bastard of the orc even sent people to kill him many times.

In Mo Wentian's heart, there are only two kinds of people, one is his own, and the other is the enemy.

Don't be stingy with your own people, and don't be soft with your enemies.

"Ah..."

"No..."

……

With Mo Wentian's sword, the scream suddenly stopped.

Just the next moment, in the void, a strong smell of blood, quickly spread out.

Don't ask heaven. This time, all the disciples with the worst cultivation among the orcs.

For those disciples with better cultivation, don't ask heaven whether it is useful to keep it.

But even if it was a disciple with poor cultivation, it was also the state of the late emperor of heaven. A perfect emperor killed 500 disciples of the late emperor of heaven, which was enough to impress the remaining Orc disciples and Qi Yun.

"This cultivation is really bad!"

Don't ask the sky and wipe the blood on the heaven devouring sword, saying with disdain on your face.

"Cultivation is too bad?"

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

"You unexpectedly killed my five hundred disciples of the orc clan. Wait for me. Qi Yun will not let you go!"

Mo Wentian's voice came to his ears, and Qi Yun came back to his senses.

Looking at the corpse that was split in two all over the ground, Qi Yun's eyes flashed cold, swallowed saliva, and pretended to be calm.

The disciples in the later period of the five hundred emperor, even he, can't kill all of them with one move!

And don't ask the sky, but it's just a perfect warrior of the emperor of heaven, who killed him with his hand.

Somehow, Qi Yun had a bad feeling in his heart.

The premonition told him to leave the kingdom of God quickly.

"Phantom lost!"

In the next moment, Qi Yun gave a cold drink, directly expanded his body method, and went in the direction of the beast clan.

"Qi Yun, since you have come to this emperor's heaven devouring Kingdom, without the permission of this emperor, do you think you can go?"

Mo Wentian watched Qi Yun escape, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the cold sarcastic voice rang out in the void.

"What? Elder martial brother Qi Yun is leaving us to escape?"

"Elder martial brother Qi Yun, how can you do this!"

"Elder martial brother Qi Yun ran away. If we stay here, we will only die!"

"Hurry up!"

"Go!"

……

Listen to Mo Wentian's words, the disciples of the orc instantly came back to their senses, quickly unfolded their body methods one by one, and fled in the direction of the ORC.

"You ants, in front of your little Jiao Grandpa, still want to escape?"

"Ice dragon, show your true body and circle all these mole ants for me."

Xiao Jiao looked at the group of ORC disciples, and his eyes flashed cold, and then he said to the ice dragon when cold could command.

"Yes, Lord Dragon King!"

The ice dragon didn't hesitate at all, and hurriedly said respectfully.

"Ho ho..."

The next moment, I saw the small snake like ice dragon, whose body soared rapidly, but within a few breaths, it had soared to a thousand feet.

The figure of Xiao Jiao also soared to a hundred feet.

In the void, a hundred foot dragon was shining with dazzling golden light, while another thousand foot dragon was emitting a cold chill.

"What is this?"

"Isn't this the two little snakes around don't ask the boy?"

"How can the little snake be so big? It's clearly the peerless dragon!"

"Dragon? This is just a little reptile in the late days of the king of heaven!"

"Look, the prestige of that dragon is stronger than this one. His body has reached a thousand feet!"

……

A group of disciples of the orc clan, looking at the bodies of the small Jiao and the ice dragon, instantly burst into flames.