The aftermath of the battle receded, and the scene of the battle appeared in front of everyone.

Qi Yu, the six elders of the orc clan, saw that one palm had disappeared, and on his wrist, blood flowed, as if it had been directly cut off by some sharp blade. From a distance, it was extremely terrible.

At the moment, Qi Yu's face was even paler without the slightest trace of blood.

"It's impossible. Don't ask heaven. Isn't your cultivation perfect for caitianjun?"

Qi Ying, the elder on the side, came back to God. Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of incredible words.

"The cultivation of the emperor is indeed the perfect state of the emperor, but do you know that there is a kind of people in this world who can't measure their strength by cultivation!"

Looking at Qi Ying, don't ask the sky with a indifferent face.

"Who?"

Qi Ying came out almost subconsciously.

"That's genius!"

"The ultimate genius, that is, the emperor!"

Looking at Qi Ying, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a bright and incomparable light.

"Genius?"

Qi Ying took a deep breath.

Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes flickered madly.

Although the cultivation of Mo Wentian was the perfection of the emperor, at this moment, his heart did not dare to underestimate Mo Wentian at all.

"Look, don't ask the heaven. Is the six elders defeated? Is that strong smell of blood on the six elders?"

"This is impossible? The six elders are the perfect strong man of the king of heaven. How could he lose?"

"It's true. Look, one of the six elders' palms is missing!"

"Don't ask the sky, this boy is too terrible!"

……

The disciple of the orc clan looked at Mo Wentian and Qi Yu in the void with consternation on his face.

In the void, don't ask the sky to stand proudly, and your breath rolls out.

However, for Qi Yu in, his breath was disordered. Looking at his severed and disappeared palm, it was clear that he had been seriously injured.

"Don't ask the sky. Even if your strength is good, you can't stop me and my 100 king of heaven disciples of the orc clan!"

"The elder gives you a chance to hand over what the elder wants, and I will take my Orc disciples away!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qi Ying stepped forward and said coldly.

Qi Ying's eyes, at the moment, are crazy flashing up.

If at first he still wanted to kill Mo Wentian and destroy the kingdom of God, now he had no idea at all.

Don't ask the sky in front of you, it's very terrible, let alone kill don't ask the sky, even if you want to suppress, it's also extremely difficult.

Qi Yu, the six elders, has suffered in Mo Wentian's hands. Although his strength is a little stronger than Qi Yu, he, like his son Qi Yun, values life more than anything.

Among the orcs, he is not the only elder. He doesn't want to fight Mo Wentian here and hurt himself.

"Old bastard, you are the elder of the beast clan, aren't you?"

Looking at Qi Ying, Mo Wentian's mouth slightly raised and said jokingly.

"Yes, I'm the elder of the orc clan!"

Qi Ying's eyes flashed cold, and his voice was extremely low.

"You want Ben Di to hand over something?"

"Then this account, the emperor will have a good calculation with you. Just now your six elders shot at the emperor. Anyway, the emperor was also hurt and frightened!"

"Well, take out a hundred King level mid-term artifacts. As long as you take them out, the emperor will consider letting you get out of the kingdom of devouring gods!"

Looking at Qi Ying, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly cooled down.

"A hundred King level artifacts?"

Qi Ying was a little stunned, and came to his senses. Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of disbelief.

He never thought that Mo Wentian would put forward such conditions.

He thought that Mo Wentian would obediently hand over what he wanted. Even if he didn't hand it over, he wouldn't be arrogant enough to ask him to hand it over again.

A hundred King level mid-term artifacts, even for the beast race, which ranked first in the ancient heritage, are also a source of meat pain.

"Don't ask the sky, don't deceive people too much!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qi Ying said in a gloomy voice.

"How about the emperor deceived you today?"

The cold voice sounded, and the cold suddenly rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Next moment, don't ask the sky and step out directly.

Don't ask the palm of heaven instantly into a fist, on the fist, there seems to be an ancient dragon roaring.

"Dragon fist!"

With a cold drink, don't ask the sky and blow directly at Qi Yu not far away from Qi Ying.

"No..."

"Don't kill me!"

Watching Mo Wentian blow at him, Qi Yu wanted to retreat, but he found that Mo Wentian's speed was fast to the limit.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand and blocked his arm in front of his chest. Mo Wentian's punch directly hit his wrist.

"Click..."

The wrist shattered instantly.

Qi Yu's body also flew backward directly.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

"Don't ask the sky, how dare you shoot at the six elders!"

"You are simply lawless!"

"My Orc clan will not let you go!"

"Go!"

Qi Ying, who came back to his senses, did not hesitate at all and shouted coldly.

The next moment, with Qi Yu, he turned around and went in the direction of the orcs.

"The elder left with the six elders. Let's go too!"

"Don't ask if heaven is really terrible. Devouring the kingdom of God is really terrible. Get back!"

"Run away!"

……

The remaining 100 disciples of the orc clan in the realm of the king of heaven watched Qi Yu and Qi Ying leave and began to run away frantically.

"Boss, do these people want to escape?"

"Shall we kill them?"

At this time, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.

"No matter how small the mosquito is, it's also meat. Even if those two old bastards escape, do these 100 mole ants still want to escape!"

"Kill, kill them all!"

Don't ask the corners of heaven's mouth, raise a touch of evil smile radian, but the voice is extremely cold.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure stood proudly in the void, blocking in front of the 100 Orc disciples.

"Don't kill me!"

"Don't kill me, aren't you short of disciples in the kingdom of devouring gods? Our cultivation is good, and we are willing to submit to the kingdom of devouring gods, don't kill me!"

……

Looking at Mo Wentian's appearance in front of them, the disciples of the orc clan felt that death was coming. Their bodies could not help shaking, and they hurriedly begged for mercy.

"If you want to be my disciple of devouring the kingdom of God, you are not worthy!"

"Let's go!"

Don't ask the eyes of heaven, suddenly a cold.

The next moment, the heaven devouring sword shot instantly.

"Ah..."

"No..."

"Don't kill..."

……

Screams rang out in an instant.

But in the eyes of Mo Wentian, it is very insipid.

For the disciples of the orc clan, don't ask the sky, but you don't even have the slightest favor. If you kill them, you'll kill them!