Chapter 779 Entering the Heavenly City

"Senior Brother Xiao calm down!"

Deng Jiaoyue said in a coquettish voice quickly, a look of admiration rose in her eyes, and her body moved slightly closer to Xiao Yuehen's side.

"Junior Sister Jiaoyue, you are not bad, I don't want to go to the Jiuyou Clan with extra people, but since you have found it, then go with me!"

Xiao Yuehen glanced at Deng Jiaoyue indifferently, and said indifferently.

"Thank you, brother!"

Deng Jiaoyue gave a coquettish smile, twisted her body, and moved towards Xiao Yuehen's body.

"Junior Sister Jiaoyue, I like your smell!"

Facing Deng Jiaoyue who was coming close to him, Xiao Yuehen did not refuse, and with a big hand, he took Deng Jiaoyue into his arms.

Then the figure flashed and disappeared in front of the hillside.

The charming voice came from the depths of the mountains.

One day passed again, and two figures, a man and a woman appeared in front of Tiancheng.

"My lord is here, the ants of the Jiuyou clan, hurry up and come out to die!"

In Xiao Yuehen's eyes, there was a killing intent, and the next moment, Xiao Yuehen's figure flashed and stepped into the air.

Behind Xiao Yuehen, terrifying forces shot up into the sky.

"Senior Brother Yuehen, wait for me!"

Deng Jiaoyue looked at Xiao Yuehen who rose up into the void, and followed her in a coquettish manner.

Scanning the entire Tiancheng, I saw that the Tiancheng was extremely empty, and I didn't even see a single person.

"The ants of the Jiuyou Clan dared to kill my demon saint and the son of the demon king, why don't they dare to come out now?"

"Could it be that you were scared out of your wits seeing me coming here?"

The cold and arrogant voice resounded in the void, quickly spreading to every corner of Tiancheng.

"Frightened?"

"Only by you, you are not qualified!"

An icy voice came, and the next moment, I saw Yi Mo Wentian coming from the sky.

Behind Mo Wentian, disciples of Jiuyou Clan and Chi Xiao and others followed, Xiaojiao and Huantian stood extremely arrogantly on Mo Wentian's left and right shoulders.

"Not enough?"

"Boy, what arrogance!"

A mocking voice sounded in the void, and Xiao Yuehen looked at Mo Wentian in the void, with contempt for Wushuang in his eyes.

In the void, the highest level of cultivation is no more than the perfection of the Great Heavenly Rank, and there are even warriors in the early and middle stages of the Great Heavenly Rank.

You must know that in the eyes of a Tianjun powerhouse, the Great Heavenly Position is no different from an ant, let alone Xiao Yuehen, a mid-term Tianjun powerhouse.

"Senior Brother Xiao, it's not worth getting angry over a group of ants!"

Deng Jiaoyue came to Xiao Yuehen's side and said softly.

"This kind of rouge and vulgar powder really pollutes the emperor's eyes. It's a pity that you are still a strong man in the middle stage of Tianjun, and the taste is so bad!"

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

"you……"

"Senior brother Xiao, this person is so arrogant, he dares to say that about me, I will kill you!"

As the daughter of the Great Elder, Deng Jiaoyue was always favored among the monster clan, when had she ever suffered such humiliation.

Mo Wentian satirized her so much in public, at this moment, the murderous intent in Deng Jiaoyue's eyes was undisguised, and she even wanted to kill Mo Wentian as she spoke.

"Junior Sister Jiaoyue!"

Seeing this, Xiao Yuehen shouted coldly, and immediately stopped him.

Immediately, he looked at Mo Wentian in front of him with both eyes. Although his cultivation was not as perfect as the Great Heaven, it made him feel that it was not easy.

What's more, he didn't believe that there were only these few people left in the entire Jiuyou clan.

To be able to kill the Saintess of the Monster Race and the Little Tiger King, how can there be no strong ones in the Jiuyou Clan.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you ants, just say that the demon clan Xiao Yuehen is here, and tell your ancestors to get out and die!"

In Xiao Yuehen's eyes, the coldness flickered endlessly.

"Xiao Yuehen?"

In the void, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Xiao Yuehen's body.

"Boss, this person is so strong!"

A cold light rose in Xiaojiao's eyes, and said in a deep voice.

Xiao Yuehen in the void, the aura on his body, has surpassed the early stage of Tianjun, and reached the terrifying middle stage of Tianjun.

"Is it very strong?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly.

Although Tianjun's middle stage is much stronger than Tianjun's early stage, but if he wants to kill him, Mo Wentian is still far behind!

"Who are you, I'm talking, so hurry up and go!"

Xiao Yuehen looked at Mo Wentian standing proudly in the void, and said coldly.

Behind Xiao Yuehen, Deng Jiaoyue also looked at Mo Wentian with a flickering face.

"I am the ancestor of the Jiuyou clan you mentioned!"

"Don't ask God!"

Looking at Xiao Yuehen, Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely indifferent.

"Are you the ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan?"

Xiao Yuehen snorted coldly. He originally thought that the ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan had at least reached the realm of Heavenly King.

But I didn't expect it, but it was only the consummation of the great heaven!

"That's right, this emperor is!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was boundless arrogance.

"I ask you, did you kill the saintess of my demon clan?"

Seemingly remembering something, Xiao Yuehen took a step forward and asked in a cold voice.

"You mean the little snake with the fox sitting on it?"

Mo Wentian paused for a while pretending to be dignified, and asked instead of answering.

"Little scaled snake?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, waves rose in Xiao Yuehen's heart.

The body of the monster saint's maiden is a secret, and even the strongest Tianjun will never be able to see it.

He also learned from the mouth of the elder, otherwise even he would not have known that the body of the saint was originally a seven-color scaled snake.

"Tsk tsk..."

"Actually, that little scaled snake looks pretty good. It has long legs, a thin waist, and an exotic look. It's much better than the one next to you!"

Mo Wentian pretended to be reminiscing, and sighed with his eyes slightly narrowed.

Compared with Deng Jiaoyue's present appearance, the appearance of the Yaozu saintess is many times more beautiful. He, Xiao Yuehen, has also admired the saintess for many years.

However, the son of the demon king also fell in love with the saint, so he had no chance. This has always been a thorn in Xiao Yuehen's heart. After being touched by Mo Wentian like this, Xiao Yuehen's eyes flickered coldly.

"Boy, what do you mean, you killed the saint of our demon clan?"

The cold drink's voice made people shudder.

"That's right, not only the demon saint, but also the little tiger king, Xiaoyue wolf..."

"The people from your monster clan all died under the hands of this emperor!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was boundless arrogance.

"good!"

"very good!"

Seeing Mo Wentian confess, Xiao Yuehen's eyes grew colder.

"oh!"

"This emperor forgot one thing, the demon saint, I didn't kill it, it was your demon king's son, Little Tiger King!"

"You don't even know how miserable and desperate the death of the demon saint was!"

Mo Wentian looked at the angry Xiao Yuehen, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said calmly.

"A terrible death?"

"Boy, today I will make your death even worse, not only that, but all the members of your Jiuyou clan will die!"

Xiao Yuehen's voice was extremely sinister.

Mo Wentian killed his monster clan saintess, killed his monster clan's demon king's son, this is simply not paying attention to the monster clan!

This is a great shame!

Mo Wentian must die, and the Jiuyou Clan must also be exterminated. Only in this way can the Yaozu's face be saved!