Chapter 398 Crazy Su Qiao

"who……"

"coming!"

At this moment, a deep voice...

Suddenly came from the depths of the mountain stream!

"My lord, it is..."

"Buzz..."

A ray of light flashed, and the next moment, a figure...

Appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

This is a...

man!

The man's eyes turned blood-colored.

But the man's face was extremely pale. Looking at it from a close distance, there was a bloody gleam...

It fell on Mo Wentian.

"Blood Soul Art..."

"Who are you?"

In the man's eyes, the blood glow skyrocketed!

"Next..."

"Don't ask God!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a trace of light flashed by, the aura on this man's body...

Compared with the first four devils!

The aura on his body is obviously much nobler. Obviously, the skills this person cultivated...

It should be much stronger!

"Don't ask God..."

The man frowned slightly.

"killed……"

"Sacrificial corpse!"

An indifferent voice, without the slightest emotion...

"etc!"

Hearing these words, a light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Your Mightiness……"

"I do not want to go out?"

Mo Wentian's deep voice suddenly sounded from the depths of the valley.

"go out……"

The man's eyes swept over the four of them.

The bodies of the four trembled slightly. In this valley, there are only a few people in total, and the man can guess...

The four of them must have told Mo Wentian!

"Lord Su Qiao, he has..."

"The whereabouts of Princess Sophie!"

At this moment, a demon suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Sophie..."

In Su Qiao's eyes, the light soared.

"You really know..."

"Sophie's whereabouts?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, in the man's eyes...

Excited!

"That's right..."

Mo Wentian nodded!

"Really know..."

"Okay, you guys are doing great!"

A look of joy flashed in Su Qiao's eyes, then she looked at Mo Wentian and asked in a deep voice.

"Boy, tell me, where is Sophie now?"

"Sophie..."

Mo Wentian frowned slightly.

"Sophie, in the Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"

Mo Wentian explained the process to Su Qiao again.

"The successor of the third-rate sword emperor..."

Su Qiao frowned.

"You said you were..."

"Reincarnated?"

In Su Qiao's eyes, there was a flash of blood.

"That's right!"

Mo Wentian nodded indifferently.

"Even if Princess Sophie is in your Heaven Devouring God Kingdom, then you have practiced the Blood Soul Art, if this is a capital offense..."

"Blood Soul Art, only my demon royal family can practice it!"

Seems to have remembered something, looked at Mo Wentian and Su Qiao, and said with an angry face.

"capital offense……"

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold!

He has already regressed as much as he can, does this person think...

Don't ask the sky if he is afraid!

"This is the Sword God Continent, Master Su Qiao, could it be that you are a slave..."

"Damn your brain?"

Looking at Su Qiao, Mo Wentian's eyes...

He squinted slightly.

"Being a slave..."

In Su Qiao's eyes, the cold air rose sharply, and the expressions of the four devils also changed slightly.

Su Qiao in front of her is the pride of the Demon Clan!

In the demon clan, this person has always been defiant!

If Sophie hadn't been brought into the Sword God Continent this time, Su Qiao...

How could he enter the Sword God Continent!

And being enslaved by Qingdao, in Su Qiao's heart, that is...

Greatest shame!

"Boy..."

"I will refine you into a mummy so that you will always..."

"Be my slave!"

In Su Qiao's eyes, there was an instant coldness.

"Refined into a mummy?"

"I want to see what you can do!"

Mo Wentian's eyes also turned cold, with traces of coldness flickering, and the Wentian Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

At the same time, a terrifying sword intent...

Spread out from Mo Wentian's body!

"Soul Refining Technique!"

"Buzz..."

Terrible soul power vibrated crazily around Su Qiao.

Above Sophie's head, three phantoms appeared. These three phantoms...

Terrible!

"Blood Soul Art!"

"boom!"

Mo Wentian's blood was soaring to the sky, and the terrifying power of the soul spread, and behind Mo Wentian...

The phantom appears again!

"This is……"

"Phantom of the Demon God!"

The coldness in Su Qiao's eyes is extremely terrifying. The Blood Soul Art is the strongest magic art of the Demon Clan.

This divine formula is nothing but those of the pure blood of the royal family!

Others, no one can practice!

but now……

Mo Wentian has practiced the Blood Soul Art, and even reached the point...

The middle of the sixth floor!

"Demon flood dragon!"

"kill!"

"Roar……"

Behind Su Qiao, a magic dragon suddenly rushed out again.

The terrifying level of this demon dragon has reached the peak of the eighth layer of the heavenly domain!

"Soul Refining Art..."

"He really has a refined puppet on him!"

Mo Wentian's eyes turned cold, Xiao Jiao's eyes...

Also dignified down.

The Demonic Flood Dragon at the peak of the eighth layer of Tianyu, this is better than the little Flood Dragon...

Too powerful!

"Little Jiao..."

"Block him for a quarter of an hour!"

Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.

"Boss..."

"do not worry!"

Xiaojiao's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, Xiaojiao's body had already transformed into hundreds of feet, and the billowing ferocity spread!

The little jiao and this demon jiao confront each other!

"The Ice Soul Flood Dragon at the fifth level of the Demon Emperor also wants to block my Demon Flood Dragon..."

A sneer appeared in Su Qiao's eyes!

"Yeah?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched, and the next moment...

Suddenly disappeared in place.

"Sword breaks the sky!"

"Buzz..."

Mo Wentian's figure appeared strangely beside Su Qiao, Wentian Sword...

swept out.

"What a strong sword intent..."

The four devils, their eyes soared with light, and began to fight the devil dragon that was together with the little dragon.

Now, watch Xiao Jiao fight another Demon Jiao!

"Aww..."

Xiaojiao roared again and again.

"bump!"

But the next moment, Xiao Jiao's body flew upside down.

A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of Xiaojiao's mouth, and the ferocity in Xiaojiao's eyes...

It's getting more and more scary!

"The Dragon King roars!"

"Roar……"

A series of terrifying voices resounded in the valley...

The whole valley trembled!

"Magic palm!"

"Clang!"

There was a sound of metal clashing, and Mo Wentian's Wentian Sword was struck by Su Qiao...

Hold it in the palm of your hand.

"How can this be……"

There was a flash of coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Su Qiao's cultivation is only at the seventh level of Tianyu, he is practicing the Soul Refining Art, his physique...

It should be very weak!

"You put your arm..."

"Refined too?"

Seeming to have discovered something, the light in Mo Wentian's eyes soared.

What kind of palm is this, this palm looks extremely dry...

A stream of dim light came from above.

"You guessed right..."

"Not only did I refine my arms, my feet, my head..."

"All are refined!"

"Now, my physique is comparable to the peak of the demon emperor. Even if Qingdao comes, he can't stop me. I will go out after I finish refining this last corpse!"

"I will kill Qing Dao myself!"

In Su Qiao's eyes, the coldness is boundless