Chapter 1583

As he followed away, he soon saw the familiar figure.

Mo Wentian, holding the heaven devouring sword, cut and killed towards the demon war, and the demon war also turned into a terrible boundless demon gas, enveloping Mo Wentian.

"Not good!"

"This demon war is so powerful!"

Suddenly, it seemed that she had found something, and a flash of light flashed in Ji Wujing's eyes.

Immediately, the figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, he appeared beside Mo Wentian.

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

The cold voice sounded, and Ji Wujing quickly played countless secrets towards the magic gas.

At the next moment, the soul destroying force quickly attacked the dark magic gas.

"Ji's boy is also here!"

"Ji's soul destroying formula!"

"The soul destroying sword formula of the protoss!"

"Am I really going to fall completely today?"

Feeling the power of destroying souls, the magic war in the void, at the moment, my heart was panic.

If you want to say, don't ask heaven alone, but don't be afraid to ask heaven to control the soul killing sword formula, and he doesn't have much fear.

But Ji Wujing is different. Ji Wujing's cultivation has reached the realm of heaven. Not to mention, Ji Wujing will also kill the soul of the Ji family.

Thinking like this, the heart of demon Zhan became more and more confused.

At this moment, he even wanted to run away.

However, don't ask whether Tian and Ji Wujing will give him this opportunity?

"Master Ji, you and me together!"

"Kill this old bastard completely!"

Hearing the words, Mo Wentian looked at Ji Wujing beside him, with a cold flash in his eyes and a cold voice.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's power is unparalleled, and the three stars in his body can't help rotating.

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

"Yes!"

"Kill the old things in the demon world together!"

The sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and Ji Wujing's eyes were full of killing intent.

With that, the two men went straight to the demon war.

"The Protoss and the Ji family come at the same time!"

"Today, I will solve you together!"

Looking at Mo Wentian and Ji Wujing killing him together, it seemed that they thought of something. In the eyes of demon Zhan, his essence soared, and his power also increased rapidly.

The fierce and boundless magic gas is even more boundless.

In an instant, the whole void seemed to be shrouded in a dark demon gas, which was extremely dark.

At the next moment, magic war did not hesitate at all, and turned into an illusion of noumenon.

"Buzzing..."

A magic tower appeared in his hand, and the magic gas was vast around the magic tower.

"Zhenshen tower of the demon clan!"

"This is an artifact specially for the people of the protoss!"

"Ask the emperor, this is an artifact specially for you. Please get back!"

At this time, watching the Zhenshen tower appear, Ji Wujing's expression suddenly changed, and hurriedly reminded Mo Wentian beside him.

The Zhenshen Tamo asked the heaven what it was, but Ji Wujing knew it very well.

This is the war between gods and demons for millions of years. People in the demon world specially refined artifacts for the protoss in order to destroy the Protoss.

This artifact is simply a nemesis for the Protoss.

"Artifact specially for Protoss people?"

His mouth was whispering to himself. Don't ask the sky. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But the next moment, it seemed that I remembered something, and a bright light rose in my eyes.

"An artifact specially for the Protoss. If the emperor is not a Protoss, isn't this Zhenshen tower useless to the emperor!"

"My identity has troubled me for a long time. This is an opportunity to prove my identity!"

Don't ask the sky's eyes, looking at the endless void.

At the moment, don't ask the sky. For the Zhenshen tower, there is no fear at all. There is a kind of expectation.

Expect him to be under the Zhenshen tower. What will happen?

Thinking like this, don't ask heaven's heartbeat, can't help but speed up a few minutes.

"Boy, are you scared silly by my Zhenshen tower?"

"Even if the Ji family boy is here, you can't stop my Zhenshen tower. Die!"

At this time, the magic war in the void, however, laughed crazily, and the voice was even colder.

With that, the magic war hit countless Indian formulas on the Zhenshen tower.

In an instant, the Zhenshen tower, which was originally no more than the size of a palm, had soared to a ten thousand feet in a few minutes of breathing.

The ten thousand foot Zhenshen tower, like a ten thousand foot mountain, went towards Mo Wentian Town, as if to crush Mo Wentian town to pieces.

"Ask the emperor!"

And just when the Zhenshen tower was about to come towards Mo Wentian, Ji Wujing looked at Mo Wentian, and stayed in place, hurriedly said.

"Master Ji, Zhenshen tower, the emperor wants to see how powerful it is!"

Ji Wujing's voice came again, her eyes looking at the void, don't ask the sky, very serious.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, holding the heaven devouring sword, displaying the soul killing sword formula, and went to the demon war.

"Ask the emperor, I will fight with you!"

Looking at Mo Wentian and directly welcoming him, Ji Wujing's eyes flashed a complex light.

Followed, Ji Wujing also hurriedly followed up.

The two fought against the demon together and greeted him.

"Very good!"

"Since you choose to die together, the Buddha will fulfill you!"

Looking at the two people coming towards him together, devil Zhan's eyes suddenly shrunk, and his face was full of sinister words.

At the same time, his hand was facing the Zhenshen tower, and the speed of printing the formula was faster and faster.

"Qiang Qiang..."

"Bang..."

……

The next moment, a violent collision sound sounded.

In the void, the heaven devouring sword collided with the Zhenshen tower, arousing countless sparks.

Three figures also flew backward at the same time.

"Poof..."

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

Ji Wujing didn't spit out blood, but it wasn't much better. At the moment, Ji Wujing was extremely pale.

Obviously, Mo Wentian and Ji wukyoto have been seriously injured.

However, the magic war on the opposite side seemed like nothing had happened. On the surface, there was no injury at all.

"How's it going?"

"Two mole ants, just because you still want to destroy this Buddha, this Buddha has already said that you are too young!"

The figure of demon war flashed, standing proudly in the void, looking at Mo Wentian and Ji Wujing with a cold face, and said sarcastically.

"Too tender?"

"Old man, do you think you hurt us, how much better are you?"

Mo Wentian wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, stood up and looked at the magic war. Mo Wentian's mouth raised a evil smile.