Chapter 1770

"No way!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's speed suddenly increased, but after a few breaths, Mo Wentian's figure has caught up with six people.

Don't ask the hand of heaven, this time there is a seal.

This seal is the seal of the dragon.

On the Dragon Seal at the moment, a peerless dragon phantom, with dragon power rolling on his body, as if the next moment, it was going to be violent.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's breath also soared.

Looking from a distance, Mo Wentian, who stands proudly in the void at the moment, is like a strong man in ancient times, which is daunting.

At this moment, the bodies of the six people seemed to be a little out of control. They actually felt that their knees were a little soft and wanted to kneel down towards Mo Wentian.

"This boy is really too strong!"

"Yes, is this boy's cultivation really in the middle of the emperor?"

"Just in the middle of the emperor? This is impossible? This boy must have hidden his cultivation, otherwise it can't be so terrible!"

"Yes, this boy must have hidden his cultivation. It's really hateful. He even hid his cultivation to deal with us!"

"Whether this boy has hidden cultivation or not, you and I are not the opponent of this boy. I think we'd better leave here quickly!"

……

Looking at the vast five pairs of Mo Wentian in the void, the six people wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, and their figures retreated rapidly.

But when they found that Mo Wentian's figure followed, the bad premonition in their hearts instantly surged up.

Not only that, they also felt a chilly chill, which seemed to be full of Xiao Sha Qi, making their bodies tremble.

At this moment, even their speed decreased a lot.

"Dragon Seal!"

"Suppress it!"

The sound of angry drinking rang out.

Mo Wentian waved his hand, but the Dragon Seal slapped by his palm instantly rose to the void.

Immediately, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and quickly played a series of printing formulas on the Dragon Seal.

With this way of printing formula played out, but the palm sized Dragon Seal quickly soared.

However, in a few breaths, it has soared to the size of ten thousand feet.

The Dragon Seal, which is ten thousand feet in size, is like a void. From a distance, it is vast.

At the same time, a vast dragon power shrouded the six people.

"Ho ho..."

The sound of the Dragon sounded, as if even heaven and earth were fearless.

"Not good!"

The six martial masters in the middle of the heaven, their faces changed dramatically. In the void, there was a breath of death on the vast Dragon Seal. This breath made the six people tremble.

"Dragon Seal, suppress it!"

The cold sound sounded.

The giant dragon seal in the void directly suppressed the six people.

"No!"

A sad voice sounded, and one of the six gods was directly caught by the dragon in the seal of the dragon.

In the eyes of the other five people, the Dragon stretched out its fierce claws and directly tore this person to pieces.

"Hua la!"

Blood rain, falling from the void.

The strong man in the middle of the emperor, fall!

"No!"

The remaining five martial artists in the middle of the Tianzun were completely frightened.

"Dead, he's dead, we can't continue to fight with him here. This boy is a devil, and we're not his opponent at all!"

"Yes, we have to go. We can't stay here!"

"If we stay here, we will end up being torn to pieces like him, even the spirit will be torn to pieces!"

"It's terrible. It's really terrible. I've never seen such a terrible person!"

"We underestimated the strength of this boy. We don't want this magic fruit. It's vital to leave quickly!"

……

Voices of discussion rang out.

The next moment, the remaining five people slapped their hands on their chest.

In an instant, the body speed of the five people soared and disappeared quickly.

"Buzz!"

In the void, don't ask the sky.

"Ran away?"

Don't ask, in the eye of heaven, a cold light flashed by.

In the middle of the six heavenly lords, they are really strong. If it weren't for Mo Wentian Shi's display of shadow separation, they would be fast in speed. It's really not easy to kill one person.

However, this battle also made Mo Wentian understand that it was not difficult for him to kill a deity in the middle of his current combat power.

"Boss, the remaining five people are gone. Don't you chase them?"

At this time, the voice of Xiao Jiao came from the pavilion of asking heaven.

"No chase?"

"Even if these five people catch up, it's not so easy to kill them. They don't know the identity of the emperor, and even leave them dead!"

"Moreover, these five people are not from the outside, but the monsters of the Qitian mountains!"

"If you want to kill them, don't rush at this moment!"

The cold voice sounded, don't ask the eyes of the sky, looking in the direction of the disappearance of the five figures.

These five people don't ask the sky. They have already seen that this is not a warrior from the outside world at all, but a monster in the Qitian mountains.

They followed Mo Wentian, that is, coveted the magic fruit in Mo Wentian's hand.

They wanted to take the magic fruit from Mo Wentian's hand, but they didn't expect Mo Wentian to be a hard nut. Instead, they stole chicken instead of rice.

"Boss, can we come out?"

The next moment, it seemed that he remembered something. The light in Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice.

"Come out, all of you!"

"The emperor has just used some strength and needs to recover his cultivation!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and a flash of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"OK, boss, we'll come out to protect you!"

"Ask the emperor, I will protect the Dharma for you!"

……

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, figures came out of the pavilion and appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"Yes!"

Looking at these figures, don't ask Tian qingen and nodded.

Immediately, Mo Wentian sat down cross legged and fell into practice.

After an hour, don't ask heaven to wake up from recovery.

"Hoo Hoo!"

Mo Wentian's body, the consumed breath recovered again. Looking at the distance of the Qitian mountains, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered.

"Boss, your breath has recovered!"

Watching Mo Wentian wake up from practice, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and fell on Mo Wentian's shoulder, saying in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

"My cultivation is restored, and it's time for us to go back to the heaven devouring realm!"

Mo asked Heaven and nodded.

But the next moment, it seems to be thinking of something, don't ask the sky, instantly serious, and the voice is even colder.

"Go!"

With that, don't ask the sky without any hesitation. With a flash of his figure, he disappeared directly into the Qitian mountains.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiao, Huan Tian and others hurriedly followed.

A quarter of an hour later, the figure of Mo Wentian and others had appeared in the hall of the devouring god world.

"The Lord is back!"

"The Lord is back!"

"Meet the Lord!"

……

Looking at Mo Wentian's arrival, figures hurriedly greeted him, and his face was full of happy words.