Chapter 1822

This also made the Lord of heaven more curious.

The pace of walking towards the gate became faster and faster.

The smell on the body became more and more terrible.

For a moment, the figure of the man appeared in front of the city gate.

"Lord, this is the Lord of heaven!"

"The Lord of heaven is coming out!"

"The master of the world of resentment and cultivation are just the state of the late emperor of heaven. He can't be the opponent of our master!"

"It's the end of complaining about heaven today. In the future, there will be no complaining about heaven!"

"Although the cultivation of the world Master who blames the heaven is no more than the later stage of the heaven, his strength can't be underestimated!"

……

Watching the Lord of the heaven appear, the disciples of the heaven devouring god world instantly talked.

"Boy, it's you!"

"Are you shouting to let the Lord of this world come to see you?"

The Lord of heaven complained. Looking at Mo Wentian, a cold and incomparable killing intention rose in his eyes.

At the same time, the smell of blaming the Lord of heaven soared rapidly.

Unable to say why, don't ask the sky in front of him, giving him a bad feeling.

Mo Wentian's power emanated from his body, as if he were the supreme king, gave him a powerful and incomparable pressure, and made his body tremble uncontrollably.

"It's the emperor!"

"Mole ant, this emperor asked you to get out and meet me, which is not such a way to appear!"

Don't ask the sky. Look at the resentful Lord in front of you, and despise the way.

Mo Wentian originally thought that the Lord of heaven complained that his cultivation had at least reached the peak of the Lord of heaven, but he didn't expect that his cultivation was not far from that of the Lord of Qi heaven, only the later stage of the Lord of heaven.

For Mo Wentian now, cultivation is only the state of the late emperor of heaven, and it really hasn't been taken into account.

Mo Wentian is very confident that he can solve the current resentment of the Lord of heaven.

Blame heaven, he must accept it today.

"Get out? What a big tone, who is this boy?"

"His cultivation is just the middle stage of the emperor. He dares to let our Lord roll out to meet him. It's so arrogant!"

"I think this boy is here to die!"

"Don't underestimate this person. The cultivation of those people behind him is not low, especially the gorgeous woman beside him and the two monsters on his shoulder!"

"That beauty can really be called a fairy. If we become our Lord's wife, we can still have a good time!"

……

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, countless disciples who complained about heaven began to talk.

Among the crowd, I don't know when I noticed Tianhu, and a hot eye light rose in my eyes.

Such eyes fell into Mo Wentian's eyes, which made Mo Wentian very uncomfortable. A cold flash flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boy, your cultivation is only in the middle of the emperor!"

"How dare you talk to the Lord of this world like this? I think you are looking for death!"

Listening to the voices of discussion, the anger of the Lord of heaven suddenly soared.

The breath on the body also grows rapidly.

In the eyes of Mo Wentian, the killing intention was terrible.

If the eyes can kill, don't ask the sky has long wondered how many times you have been killed by this look.

"Why are you so angry?"

"How about making a bet with you?"

Suddenly, it seems that you have remembered something. Don't ask heaven's eyes, a flash of pure light, a cold voice.

"Make a bet?"

"What bet?"

Listen to don't ask the sky. The Lord of heaven almost blurted out subconsciously.

"You and I fight!"

"If you lose, be the emperor's dog!"

Don't ask the voice of heaven, cold and incomparable, resounded through the whole heaven.

"Is what this boy said true? He is in our heaven of resentment. He dares to talk to the Lord like this. I think this boy is dead!"

"I don't know where this boy came from. His cultivation is only in the middle of the emperor!"

"Yes, not to mention his cultivation, there is only the realm of the emperor. What if his cultivation reaches the middle stage of the emperor? He is not the opponent of our Lord at all!"

"The strength of our Lord has been improved a lot recently, not to mention the mid-term of Tianzu. Even the peak of Tianzun is not necessarily the opponent of our Lord!"

"I think this boy is so arrogant that he is dead today!"

……

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, countless disciples who complained about heaven laughed wildly.

That appearance, as if he had heard some funny joke, looked at Mo Wentian's eyes, and a touch of contempt rose.

"Hahahaha..."

"Boy, are you kidding me?"

And the next moment, the Lord of heaven came forward and looked at Mo with disdain.

"Tease you?"

"Soon you will know whether Ben Di is teasing you!"

Don't ask the corners of your mouth slightly, raising a radian.

But don't ask the smell of heaven, but it's terrible.

Don't ask the Lord of heaven in front of you. You really haven't taken it to heart.

Don't ask heaven to have full confidence and kill the Lord who blames heaven in front of you.

"Boss, leave this mole ant to me!"

"Let me fight him!"

At this time, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed, fell in front of Mo Wentian, and volunteered.

"No!"

"I won't fight you!"

But just as Xiao Jiao's voice fell, a voice came.

This voice is the one who blames the Lord of heaven.

The Lord of the complaining world felt his body tremble slightly when he saw Xiao Jiao.

Xiao Jiao in front of him, but his accomplishments are even stronger than him.

Moreover, he had a strong premonition that the little Jiao in front of him must be not simple.

"Don't fight me?"

"Who do you want to fight?"

As soon as Xiao Jiao heard that the Lord of heaven refused, his eyes suddenly shrunk and his voice became cold.

He came here to complain about heaven, just to stretch his muscles and bones, but unexpectedly, this person turned down directly, which made Xiaojiao very unhappy in his heart.

"With him!"

The Lord of heaven, pointing to Mo Wentian.

Although Mo Wentian gave him a strong momentum, when he saw Mo Wentian's cultivation, he felt a touch of confidence in his heart.

Don't ask about heaven's cultivation, but in the middle of the emperor, he is a strong man in the later period of the emperor, and he is also a strong man in cultivating resentment.

He is confident that he will kill Mo Wentian.

"Mole ant, it seems that you want to die in the hands of the emperor!"

Don't ask the sky, suddenly cold.

"Boy, you just said your bet. Since it's a bet, should it be fair?"

Suddenly, it seemed that he thought of something. His eyes looked at the countless disciples who ate the divine world behind Mo Wentian.

"Gambling should be fair!"

Don't ask the voice of heaven, it's extremely cold.