Chapter 1822 Bet?

This also made the world lord of the resentment world more and more curious.

The footsteps walking towards the city gate became faster and faster.

The breath on his body became more and more terrifying.

A moment later, when the figure of the man appeared, he had already appeared in front of the city gate.

"Lord, this is the Lord of the Resenting Heaven Realm!"

"The Lord of the Resentment Heaven Realm has come out!"

"The World Lord of the Heavenly Resentment Realm, whose cultivation base is only in the late stage of Tianzun, there is no way he is the opponent of our World Lord!"

"Resentment Heaven Realm has come to an end today, from now on, there will be no Resentment Heaven Realm in Celestial Immortal Realm!"

"Although the master of this resentment heaven realm is not as good as the late stage of Tianzun, his strength cannot be underestimated!"

...

Seeing the world lord of the resenting heaven world appear, the disciples of the heaven devouring god world immediately started talking.

"Boy, it's you!"

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

The lord of the Heaven Resentment Realm looked at Mo Wentian with an incomparably cold killing intent in his eyes.

At the same time, the aura on the body of the World Master of Resentment Sky rose rapidly.

Unable to explain why, Mo Wentian in front of him gave him a bad feeling.

The power emanating from Mo Wentian's body was like a supreme king, giving him an incomparably powerful coercion that made his body tremble uncontrollably.

"It's the emperor!"

"Ant, this emperor told you to come out and meet me, this is not the way to appear!"

Mo Wentian looked at the Lord of the Kuantian Realm in front of him, and said with contempt on his face.

Mo Wentian originally thought that the realm master of the resentful heaven realm had at least reached the peak of Tianzun's cultivation base, but he did not expect that his cultivation base was not far from the realm master of Qitian realm, only the realm of Tianzun's later stage .

For the current Mo Wentian, his cultivation is only in the late stage of Tianzun, so he really doesn't pay attention to it.

Mo Wentian is very confident that he can solve the grievance against the Lord of the Heaven Realm in front of him.

Blaming the Heaven Realm, he must subdue it today.

"Get out? It's a big tone, who is this kid?"

"His cultivation is only in the middle stage of the emperor, and he dared to let our world master get out to meet him, so arrogant!"

"I think this kid is here to die!"

"Don't underestimate this person. Behind him, those people's cultivation is not low, especially the stunning woman beside him and the two monsters on his shoulders!"

"That beauty is really a fairy. If she becomes our world master's wife, we can still feast our eyes!"

...

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, countless disciples who complained about the Heaven Realm began to discuss.

Among the crowd, at some point, they noticed Tianhu, and a hot glint rose in their eyes.

This kind of gaze fell on Mo Wentian's eyes, which made Mo Wentian very uncomfortable, and a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boy, your cultivation is only in the mid-emperor stage!"

"How dare you talk to the Lord of this world like this, I think you are courting death!"

Listening to the voices of discussion, the lord of the Heaven Realm complained, and his anger instantly soared.

The aura on his body also increased rapidly.

In the eyes looking at Mo Wentian, there was a terrifying killing intent.

If eyes can kill, Mo Wentian has lost count of how many times he has been beheaded by those eyes.

"Why so much anger?"

"How about a bet between Ben and you?"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a cold voice.

"A bet?"

"What bet?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the lord of the Kuantian Realm blurted out almost subconsciously.

"You and I will fight!"

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

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold, resounding through the entire Resentment Heaven Realm.

"Is what this kid said true? He is in our resentment world, and he dared to talk to the world master like this. I think this kid is dead!"

"I really don't know where this kid got his courage. His cultivation is only in the mid-emperor stage!"

"That's right, let alone his cultivation, he is only in the realm of the emperor, so what if his cultivation has reached the middle stage of Tianzun? He is no match for our World Lord at all!"

"The strength of our world lord has improved a lot recently. Let alone the middle stage of the Celestial Clan, even the peak of Tianzun may not be our opponent!"

"I think this kid is so arrogant, he will die today!"

...

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, countless disciples from the Kuantian Realm laughed wildly.

That appearance, as if he had heard some funny joke, looked at Mo Wentian with a touch of contempt in his eyes.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Boy, are you kidding me?"

And the next moment, the world lord of the resentment world took a step forward, looking at Mo Wentian with disdain.

"Teasing you?"

"Soon you will know whether the emperor is teasing you!"

The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and raised an arc.

But Mo Wentian's aura became terrifying.

Mo Wentian really didn't pay attention to the Lord of the Resentful Heaven Realm in front of him.

With full confidence, Mo Wentian beheaded the world lord of the Wutian Realm in front of him.

"Boss, leave this ants to me!"

"Let me fight him!"

But at this moment, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed, landed in front of Mo Wentian, and offered to invite Ying.

"no!"

"I won't fight you!"

But just as Xiaojiao finished speaking, a voice came.

This voice is the one that blames the Lord of the Heaven Realm.

The moment the Lord of the Resenting Heaven Realm saw Xiao Jiao, he felt his body tremble slightly.

The little Jiao in front of him has a stronger cultivation than him.

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

"Won't you fight me?"

"Then who do you want to fight?"

When Xiaojiao heard the refusal from the lord of the Heaven Realm, his eyes shrank suddenly, and his voice became cold.

He came to the Resentment Heaven Realm just to stretch his muscles and bones, but unexpectedly, this person refused directly, which made Xiaojiao very unhappy.

"With him!"

The lord of the Resentment Heaven Realm pointed his finger at Mo Wentian.

Although the power Mo Wentian gave him was very strong, when he saw Mo Wentian's cultivation, he felt a sense of confidence in his heart.

Mo Wentian's cultivation is only in the middle stage of the emperor, but he is a strong man in the late stage of Tianzun, and he is also a strong man who cultivates resentment.

He is confident that he will be able to kill Mo Wentian.

"Ant, it seems that you want to die in the hands of this emperor!"

Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Boy, you just said your bet. Since it's a bet, shouldn't it be fair?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, this person's eyes looked at the countless disciples of the Heaven Devouring God Realm behind Mo Wentian.

"The bet should be fair!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.