Chapter 1737 The Fear of the Octopus

What he Mo Wentian hates the most is people who are coveted by others. What is the status of Xiaojiao in his heart.

That is the existence of relatives, and this eight-armed ape actually said that he would accept Xiaojiao to guard the door for him, which completely aroused Mo Wentian's anger.

At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body rose rapidly, and the anger in his heart also rose at the same time.

"Time Roulette!"

"come out!"

Immediately, Mo Wentian did not hesitate at all.

A cold voice sounded, and an incomparably mysterious roulette wheel appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

Above the roulette, strands of ancient and immortal aura spread out.

"Time Roulette!"

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Seeing the appearance of the time roulette, a glint of light flickered in the eyes of the eight-armed ape, and the voice was full of embarrassment.

Octopus knows about this time roulette.

This time roulette is at least a legendary artifact.

He is even more aware of the power of the time roulette. The time roulette can not only speed up time, but also slow down time or even stop time.

Looking at Mo Wentian's familiarity with running the time roulette, the eight-armed ape had an intuition in his heart that Mo Wentian had already controlled the time roulette.

Controlling the time wheel meant that it would not be so easy for him to kill Mo Wentian.

Although his cultivation has reached the late stage of Tianzun, in terms of cultivation strength, he is indeed much stronger than Mo Wentian.

But Mo Wentian has a time roulette, once Mo Wentian controls the time to slow down, no matter how strong he is, so what?

He can't even enter Mo Wentian's body, so what's the use?

Thinking in this way, a complicated light flashed in the eight-armed ape's eyes.

"impossible!"

"With this kid's cultivation, it's impossible to control the slowing down of time!"

But at the next moment, it seemed that he remembered something, and a cold light flashed in the eight-armed monkey's eyes.

Thinking like this, the eight-armed ape felt extremely confident in an instant.

"What are you doing?"

"Old monkey, the emperor said that if he wants to accept you as his watchdog, then he will beat you to surrender!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled into an evil smile, and his voice was full of disdain.

From that appearance, it seemed that Mo Wentian didn't take the eight-armed ape into his heart at all.

It seems that the eight-armed ape in his heart is not a late-stage Tianzun strongman whose cultivation base is more than a big realm stronger than him, but just a warrior in the realm of the emperor.

"Boy, you are really arrogant!"

"Do you think you have this roulette, and this seat can't do anything to you?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, a complex glint flashed in the depths of the Octopus's eyes.

But the next moment, looking at Mo Wentian, the eight-armed ape's eyes were extremely indifferent.

Immediately, the figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, the figure of the eight-armed ape appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the eight-armed ape's eyes were full of terrifying and boundless killing intent.

"Out with all eight arms!"

"invincible!"

The next moment, a low growl sound came.

In the void, the eight arm apes tens of thousands of feet in size, with eight arms of hundreds of feet in size, were divided into eight directions, grabbing towards Mo Wentian.

The violent force seemed to tear Mo Wentian into pieces.

"Time Roulette: Time Slows Down!"

Seeing this, a gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian quickly made a seal formula towards the time roulette.

Following Mo Wentian's seals one by one, on the time wheel, the mysterious lines of the gods lit up instantly.

The power of time, which is immortal, shrouded the eight arms several feet in size in the void.

"what happened?"

"Isn't this kid only in the realm of the emperor?"

"How could he control time to slow down?"

And just when the eight arms of the eight-armed ape were about to fall towards Mo Wentian, less than a few feet away, he thought he could fall without taking a single breath.

But those eight arms did not fall towards Mo Wentian for a long time, and the eight-armed ape's eyes were full of impressive words.

It is clearly only a few feet away, but it seems to be separated by tens of thousands of feet. Every inch of the eight arms falling is extremely slow.

At this speed, I am afraid that after hundreds of years, those eight arms will not fall on Mo Wentian.

"This kid is really scary!"

"This time deceleration is under his control!"

The next moment, he felt a decelerating force, and a sharp look rose in the eyes of the eight-armed monkey.

He originally thought that Mo Wentian just got the time roulette by chance.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wentian actually controlled the deceleration of time, and the ancestor of the demon world had a premonition that Mo Wentian must not only control the deceleration of time.

"Monkey, keep going!"

"Why did you stop? Aren't you going to tear this emperor into pieces? Aren't you going to swallow this emperor alive?"

And at this moment, Mo Wentian looked at the eight-armed ape with an evil smile on his face, and said with a sneer.

"Boy, you are really good!"

"I heard that only the Holy King of Time can use the time roulette, but I didn't expect you to be able to use it!"

"And you are stronger than the Holy King of Time. It is rumored that the Holy King of Time can only completely control the power of time when he is in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven, but he did not expect that you can control the deceleration of time in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven. Virgo underestimated you!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's arrogant and evil laughing words, the gala's heart was instantly ignited with raging anger, and he shouted angrily.

Having said that, in fact, in the heart of the eight-armed ape, for no reason, a bad premonition arose.

"Underestimate me?"

"Monkey, the strength of this emperor is beyond what you can imagine!"

"Because you still have some eyesight, this emperor will give you a chance!"

Looking at the angrily gibbon, Mo Wentian grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said in a curving way.

"Chance?"

"what chance?"

Hearing this, the eight-armed ape blurted out almost subconsciously.

"Surrender to the Emperor!"

A few words of indifference came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

Mo Wentian looked at the gibbon, and there was a hint of mischief in his eyes.

"Surrender to you?"

"Boy, I think you are dreaming!"

"You just have time roulette in your hands!"

"If you don't have this artifact in hand, you think you can stop me!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the gala's heart surged with anger, and he shouted.

"Monkey, even if I don't have a time roulette, I can still make you surrender!"

A cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian's power surged again.

In the eyes looking at the eight-armed ape, killing intent rose instantly.

"Shenlong Fist!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and directly punched the gabarmed ape's head.

The billowing power seemed to smash the gibbon's head into pieces.