Chapter 816 No Matter How Small the Dried Shrimp Is, It Is Still Meat

"I'm fine, it's impossible to kill me with these two old bastards!"

"Xiao Jiao, Wu Sheng, Wu Jinfeng, the three of you entered the Nine Nether Cave, these old guys are targeting me, wait for me to deal with them, as long as you enter the Nine Nether Cave, these old guys will not catch up!"

Mo Wentian looked at the three who were somewhat invincible, and said in a deep voice.

"Boss, then you..."

"Owner……"

"Old Ancestor!"

The expressions of the three of them changed for a while.

"Don't worry, I will come to join you soon!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly, then he turned around and faced him.

It is impossible for these five old fellows to kill Mo Wentian.

There is still a long way to enter the Nine Nether Grotto to obtain the artifact. Along the way, there are still many people who want to kill Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian originally wanted to hide his strength, he didn't even want to use the Heaven Devouring Sword, but he didn't expect that these old guys were quite good in strength.

"Boss, this old guy's cultivation is about to break through to the late Tianjun stage!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao returned to Mo Wentian's side.

I saw a bloodstain on Xiaojiao's tail, which was shocking.

"Tianjun Late Stage!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath.

It seems that the Mozu's move this time is not small!

"Xiaojiao, you and they all retreat, and these five old guys are handed over to me. Although they are all middle-stage Tianjun, they are also some nourishment!"

"What the emperor lacks now is nourishment!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Boss, these old guys are not weak, be careful!"

Xiaojiao wanted to stay, but since Mo Wentian had already said so, he could only obey.

"rest assured!"

Mo Wentian watched Xiaojiao's figure disappear in front of Jiuyou Grotto.

Turning around and looking at the five people in front of him, Mo Wentian's fighting spirit instantly soared.

Five Heavenly Monarchs in the middle stage are indeed good, but if you want to kill him, Mo Wentian, this is not enough!

"Boy, let those ants go first!"

"He is still a man of loyalty, but what about loyalty, if you meet the five evil spirits of our demon clan, you will definitely die today!"

"Third brother, what are you talking about, kill this kid, and go back early to receive the reward!"

"Chunxiang from Chunxianglou is still waiting!"

...

The five watched Xiao Jiao and the others disappear, but they didn't chase after them.

After all, their goal is Mo Wentian, as long as they kill Mo Wentian, they can go back and receive the reward.

As for Wu Sheng, Wu Jinfeng and the others, in their eyes, they were just ants, and they didn't bother to kill them.

"Just because you want to kill this emperor?"

"Not enough!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were full of arrogance.

"Not enough!"

"Boy, you are only in the early stage of Tianjun. We are all strong in the middle stage of Tianjun. Today, we will let you know the strength of the five evil spirits of our demon clan!"

"The Wuxu Cauldron!"

"Youlong Sword!"

"Demon Hunting Hammer!"

...

The five people shouted coldly at the same time, and in the next moment, various weapons appeared in their hands, and they directly slashed towards Mo Wentian.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Sword breaks the sky!"

Seeing five people killing him at the same time, Mo Wentian suddenly roared angrily.

A fierce and boundless aura erupted from Mo Wentian's body.

As soon as the sword came out, there was endless vibration in the void.

In the next moment, a crack appeared in the void, and the crack instantly became several feet in size, and endless turbulent flows of the void rushed out, looking from a distance, it was extremely terrifying.

"What a terrifying sword!"

"The Wuxu Cauldron!"

"Demon Hunting Hammer!"

...

The expressions of the five people who were about to kill Mo Wentian changed drastically.

But the next moment, the eyes of the two suddenly became extremely shocked.

The billowing sword intent enveloped Mo Wentian, and the five of them seemed to see a pair of cold and arrogant eyes.

Those eyes were extremely indifferent, looking down at them, as if looking at ants.

"Shadow Profound Truth!"

At this moment, a stern voice suddenly came, and Mo Wentian's body instantly transformed into nine in the void.

The nine Mo Wentians were holding the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, and their bodies were full of power.

As if he was a king from the supreme world, Mo Wentian's body was as agile as a leopard, and nine Mo Wentians struck out with one sword at the same time.

These nine swords are very slow.

But in the eyes of the five evil spirits of the Mozu, it seems that there is only this sword.

"This is a clone!"

"The power of this sword exceeds that of Tianjun's early days!"

"This kid's strength is so strong!"

...

The five roared again and again, their eyes full of astonishment.

"Stop this kid!"

"The Wuxu Cauldron!"

"Youlong Sword!"

...

The five of them shouted coldly, and immediately played seals one by one in their hands.

At this moment, facing Mo Wentian's sword, the five middle-aged men seemed to be countless times more panicked than the strong men who faced Tianjun's late stage.

Ancient Ding, Youlong Sword, Demon Hunting Hammer...

The five people shot at the same time, and greeted Mo Wentian who was in the void.

"Crack!"

There is no so-called violent collision sound, only the sound of various weapons shattering.

Followed by the bodies of the five demons, all of them flew upside down.

"Pfft..."

Among the five people, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"No……"

"ah……"

A scream sounded, and Mo Wentian's sword pierced through the chest of the middle-aged man of Wuxu Ding.

His eyes were wide open, and his face was full of unwillingness.

However, the vitality in his body was rapidly disappearing, and within a moment, there was no vitality at all.

"I'm not willing to..."

"This is impossible!"

The old man Youlongjian let out a low growl, and the light in his eyes disappeared instantly.

Among the five evil spirits of the demon clan, two people fell.

The remaining three middle-aged men no longer had the courage to continue fighting, and their entire bodies trembled.

"Do not kill me!"

"Don't kill me, I am the younger brother of the Great Elder of the Demon Race, if you kill me, the Demon Race will definitely not let you go!"

"That's right, you can't kill me!"

...

The three of them are really scared now!

They were afraid of Mo Wentian who they didn't pay attention to before.

"Boss, these people are annoying, how do we deal with it?"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao's figure appeared beside Mo Wentian.

"No matter how small the dried shrimp is, it's still meat!"

"How can the emperor let it go!"

Mo Wentian looked at the trembling three people in front of him, restrained the Heaven Devouring Sword, and a smile appeared on his face.

It's hard to imagine this sunny face, the one who just beheaded the two mid-stage Tianjun warriors was the young man in front of him.

"No matter how small the dried shrimp is, it's still meat?"

Xiao Jiao took a deep breath, and then spread a smile.

Xiao Jiao is sure that the three people in front of him will end badly.

"Noisy!"

"It's time for you to exert the final effect!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised an evil smile, he took a step, and approached the three of them.

"Boy, you... what do you want to do?"

"I have a king-level peak artifact here, and a third-level elixir. I'll give you whatever you want, don't kill me!"

"As long as you let me go, I will let my brother give you everything you want!"

...

The three of them watched Mo Wentian approaching with a wicked smile on his face, the fear in their hearts grew a little bit, and the fear in their eyes was undisguised.