Chapter 1579

Although only the demon soul exists in the magic war, don't ask the cultivation of heaven and others. He can detect it at a glance.

Originally, he was a little afraid of Mo Wentian, but when he found that Mo Wentian's cultivation was only the early days of the emperor, a touch of disdain rose in the heart of demon war.

"Really?"

"Old bastard, what do you think of this emperor? If we want to solve you today, we are enough!"

Don't ask the sky, unwilling to show weakness at all, said with a grin.

Although Mo Wentian's face was smiling, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with a cold light.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's breath soared rapidly.

The vast power, as if the next moment, will be violent.

"Boy, you are just in the early days of the emperor. Even if you have the blood of the protoss, how about this?"

"You still can't stop this one. Not only that, today you will die in the hands of this one and become the nourishment of this one!"

Hearing the words, the dark magic gas formed a pair of dark eyes in the seal of the demon soul.

The eyes looked at Mo Wentian and said strangely.

Mo Wentian in front of him, although his strength is good, in the view of magic war, it is impossible for Mo Wentian alone to stop him from coming out of this seal.

Before Xiao Jiao pulled out this tail, he was really worried. After all, it was mo Wentian and Ji Wujing who sealed him last time.

But at the moment, there was a crack in the demon seal. With his strength, he could come out of the demon seal in less than a quarter of an hour.

In an instant, the spirit of demon war was full. At the moment, in his view, Mo Wentian had become the nourishment in his eyes.

"Become your nourishment?"

"Old bastard, you have a beautiful dream!"

"It's just that you're blind and look at the wrong person!"

The icy sound sounded.

Don't ask the eyes of heaven, instantly raised a touch of terrible killing intention.

"Heaven devouring sword!"

"Come out!"

The next moment, don't ask the sky, but without the slightest hesitation, cold drink.

"Buzzing..."

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

At this moment, the heaven devouring sword seemed to understand Mo Wentian's words, and unexpectedly began to tremble.

The rolling sword force vibrated in the void, as if the next moment would be violent.

"Heaven devouring sword?"

His mouth was talking to himself, and a light could not help rising from his empty eyes.

I can't say why. Looking at the sky devouring sword, magic war always feels a familiar feeling. It seems to have been seen somewhere.

But for a moment, I can't remember where I met.

At the same time, a premonition rose in his heart that this heaven devouring sword was not simple!

"Ask the emperor, I'll help you!"

At this time, looking at Mo Wentian's appearance that he was about to shoot, Ji Ming flashed and hurried to Mo Wentian's side, saying in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

"You can use the soul sealing formula!"

Mo asked Heaven and nodded, looking very serious.

"OK, ask the emperor!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ji Ming instantly agreed.

Immediately, Ji Ming quickly played countless printing tricks on the demon soul seal.

With this one by one, a mysterious force spread rapidly in the void.

Then, that force formed a vortex in the void, which soared rapidly, and then went directly towards the demon seal.

"Just mole ants, this sealing force, just want to seal me?"

"Ridiculous!"

Looking at Ji Ming's soul sealing formula, it was about to fall towards the demon soul seal. The magic war in the demon soul seal, the dark magic gas, ran frantically in the seal.

The endless power of fury came out of the demon seal in an instant.

"Bang..."

At the next moment, a strong collision came, and the power in the demon soul seal collided with Ji Ming's soul sealing formula.

Ji Ming's body flew backward directly.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Ji Ming's face instantly turned pale.

"Ji Ming!"

Seeing this, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and appeared beside Ji Ming.

"Ask the emperor, I'm fine!"

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Ji Ming quickly stood up.

"Ji's mole ants, with your little power, are simply scratch the surface!"

"Jie Jie..."

At this time, the mocking voice of demon war came again in the demon soul seal.

Although Ji Ming is also a member of the Ji family, he can also seal the soul formula, but his strength is not a little worse than Ji Wujing.

Ji Ming's soul sealing formula is really not enough for the magic war in the demon soul seal.

"Scratch the surface?"

"Ben Di scratches you well!"

"However, you have to hold on. Don't be tickled to death by Ben Di!"

Don't ask the eyes of heaven, the killing intention is terrible.

"Boom..."

At this moment, Mo Wentian's heaven devouring sword in his hand has been trembling.

It seems that I can't wait to make a move.

"Soul destroying sword formula!"

"Kill the soul!"

The sound of angry drinking rang out.

Don't ask heaven to directly show the first move of soul killing sword formula.

The heaven devouring sword fell directly towards the demon soul seal.

"Not good!"

"This boy can kill the soul sword formula!"

"Didn't the soul killing sword formula disappear in a million years? Why did the soul killing sword formula appear again? And it still appeared in the boy's hands?"

Seeing that Mo Wentian's sword was about to fall, the evil war's heart, that bad premonition, became stronger and stronger.

Soul destroying sword formula, this sword formula has disappeared in the war millions of years ago, otherwise, how could people in the celestial world let their demons live to the present?

"Old bastard, go to hell!"

While the devil was thinking, a loud cry came again.

In the void, don't ask the sky, holding the heaven devouring sword. The yuan force of the soul destroying sword is about to fall.

"No, I can't wait any longer!"

"Keep waiting, I really may die in the hands of this boy!"

In the heart of demon Zhan, he thought secretly.

Thinking like this, the demon War didn't hesitate at all, cast a dark magic transformation, incarnated into countless magic Qi, and struggled out of the crack of the demon soul seal.

"Buzzing..."

The ghost seal had a slight crack, and then under the power of the magic war, the crack of the ghost seal became larger and larger.

The magic gas in the seal seemed to find the right time and quickly rushed out of the seal.

"Not good!"

"The old bastard escaped!"

Looking at the magic gas fleeing out, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrunk.