Chapter 1514 If You Want to Die, I Will Fulfill You!

Immediately, the beast owner's body exploded directly, turning into countless blood energy, covering Mo Wentian.

"Old bastard, the emperor has already said, you are too weak!"

"Can't you come up with something new?"

Seeing the beast master sweep towards him again, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light.

Although Mo Wentian said that the cloud is calm and the wind is light, but in fact, Mo Wentian secretly activated Jiulong's body.

The nine divine dragons were connected end to end in Mo Wentian's body, forming a dark blue protective cover.

At the same time, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hands, the rolling sword energy also became crazily wanton.

"Boy, you can't underestimate the heavenly lion supernatural powers of this beast master!"

"The body is blood, if you are hurt by this blood, it will not be easy!"

And at this moment, the incomparably thick voice of the elder Shenzhu rang out in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Senior Shenzhu!"

"This old bastard's blood is really so terrible?"

Don't ask the world consciousness to ask.

"Boy, never underestimate the enemy!"

"Perhaps because of your momentary carelessness, your life will be lost!"

There was a gleam in the old man's eyes, and he lowered his voice.

"Thank you, Senior Shenzhu, for reminding me!"

"God understands!"

Hearing the words of the old man of Shenzhu, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and he quickly thanked the old man of Shenzhu.

This old man with the Divine Bead can be said to be Mo Wentian's benefactor, and he will always appear when Mo Wentian needs it most.

Moreover, every time the old man of Shenzhu made a point, it benefited Mo Wentian infinitely.

"Boy, this old bastard, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill him today!"

Suddenly, the old man of Shenzhu seemed to have discovered something, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

"Can't kill him?"

"Senior Shenzhu, why?"

Mo Wentian's eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Boy, this old bastard of the beast owner can turn into blood, and every trace of his blood can keep him alive. Can you kill every trace of his blood?"

The voice of the old man of Shenzhu was extremely low.

"Senior Shenzhu, is there any solution to this?"

"If this old beast owner doesn't kill me, I won't be able to calm down, and my Heaven Devouring Kingdom will not be safe either!"

"Especially when the passage to the Great World is opened, and I go to the Great World, my Heaven Devouring Kingdom will definitely be extremely dangerous!"

Hearing the words of the old man of Shenzhu, Mo Wentian's expression became serious in an instant.

On that handsome face, Jian Mei couldn't help but frowned tightly, and his voice was full of worry.

"Ahem..."

"Boy, as for this method, I haven't thought of it yet!"

"However, although you can't kill him completely this time, you can seriously injure him. In this case, you still have time to rectify the Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"

When Mo Wentian asked such a question, the elder Shenzhu felt a little embarrassed.

Coughing a few times, he said in embarrassment.

"That's the only way to go!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a look of helplessness.

"Boy, die!"

But at this moment, a stern voice came, and in the void, the cloud of blood directly swept towards Mo Wentian.

"Shenlong Seal, block it for me!"

With an angry shout, Mo Wentian directly blocked the Shenlong Seal in front of him.

"Quack quack quack..."

"Boy, you want to block this seat's blood with this dragon seal, you are really stupid!"

An evil laugh instantly resounded throughout the void.

The next moment, the ball of blood attacked Mo Wentian even more crazily.

"Yeah?"

"Old bastard, but what does this emperor think, you are the one who is stupid!"

Mo Wentian grinned, his eyes suddenly shrank.

The next moment, the figure flashed and disappeared in place.

But when he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure appeared behind the mass of blood.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian's figure flashed again, and nine identical Mo Wentians appeared in the void.

Immediately, the nine figures of Mo Wentian flashed again and transformed into eighty-one figures.

These eighty-one figures are all Mo Wentian, no matter from the breath, spirit or spiritual cultivation level, it is impossible to tell which one is Mo Wentian's real body and which one is Mo Wentian's clone.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Break the boundary!"

With a roar of anger, only eighty-one Mo Wentians directly cast a boundary-breaking sword.

Following the casting of the boundary-breaking sword, directly in the void, where the sword energy passed, cracks appeared in the void.

The cracks grew rapidly, but within a few breaths, the cracks had grown to several feet in size.

Endless void turbulence, rolling down.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

"Boy, do you think you can kill me like this?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing this scene, the beast owner's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he laughed wildly.

But in the depths of his eyes, there was a dignified expression.

"This kid, there are so many tricks!"

In the heart of the beast owner, he said secretly.

Of the eighty-one Mo Wentians in front of him, no matter how he probed, he couldn't tell which one was Mo Wentian's real body.

All of a sudden, this made the beast owner's brows furrowed.

Unable to explain why, looking at the eighty-one figures in the void, a bad premonition rose in the heart of the beast owner.

What's more, he wants to escape from here.

But when he thinks that all the disciples of his orc clan have already been collected by Mo Wentian into the time roulette.

This matter will soon spread throughout the ancient ruins. If he leaves like this at this time, he will really not want to see anyone in the ancient ruins in the future.

Thinking like this, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the beast owner.

The next moment, the blood energy in the void increased rapidly, but within a few breaths, it had already increased to countless levels.

Those countless streaks of blood energy swept towards the eighty-one streaks of Mo Wentian's figure in the void.

"Old bastard, it seems that you want to die!"

Seeing the change of the beast master, Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly.

With a roar of anger, eighty-one Mo Wentians held the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword and fell towards the streaks of blood energy.

"Buzz..."

As Mo Wentian's eighty-one sword fell, the blood energy in the void instantly disappeared a lot.

"What kind of sword is this kid's sword?"

"It was able to cut off my blood energy. If I let him continue to cut off, I'm afraid..."

The beast owner looked at the eighty-one figures in the void, and a frightened glint rose in his eyes.

At this moment, the bad premonition in the beast owner's heart became more and more intense.

"How about it?"

"Old miscellaneous, the taste of the Emperor's Heaven-devouring Sword should be okay, right?"

And at this moment, eighty-one Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, looked at the balls of blood, and said arrogantly.