Chapter 817 Nine Nether Grottoes

"When did the emperor need someone to give me something!"

"What you said, I can get you if I kill you!"

"God Devouring Art!"

"Swallow!"

A cold and arrogant voice sounded, and in the void, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared beside the three of them.

Looking at the three people in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes rose with a terrifying murderous aura.

In the void, a supreme power enveloped Mo Wentian.

"What is this……"

"ah……"

"No……"

...

A series of screams came, and the two middle-aged men directly knelt on the ground. On top of their heads, the power of the soul was swallowed by Mo Wentian.

The blood energy in their bodies also frantically gathered towards Mo Wentian.

"These old guys, although they are only in the middle stage of Tianjun, their blood is enough to be equivalent to the late stage of Tianjun!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian opened his eyes, blood was surging in his body, and his aura surged even more rapidly.

"Although the blood energy is good, it is still not enough to improve the cultivation level by relying on the warrior who devoured the middle stage of the Tianjun!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold light rose.

"You should be on your way too!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian put his eyes on the last person left.

"Mo Wentian, you are indeed very strong, but if you enter the Nine Nether Cave, you will surely die, hahaha..."

The middle-aged man trembled, but his voice was extremely arrogant, as if he knew that he could not escape, and he maintained his last dignity.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Swallow!"

Mo Wentian activated the Heaven Devouring Art again.

A quarter of an hour later, the wild laughter of the last middle-aged man stopped abruptly, and he fell to the ground with hatred on his face.

All the essence and blood energy in his body were swallowed up by Mo Wentian.

The five evil spirits of the demon clan all fell, and not even a soul escaped.

"Death is certain?"

Mo Wentian recalled the words of the last middle-aged man, and smiled disdainfully. Just because they are jumping clowns, they also wanted to kill him, Mo Wentian?

"Old Ancestor, are you alright?"

Suddenly, an exclamation came, and in the void, two figures rushed towards Mo Wentian.

"Didn't I let you enter the Nine Nether Grottoes?"

"Why are you back?"

Looking at Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng in front of him, Mo Wentian frowned slightly.

"Old Ancestor, I..."

"We worry about you!"

After saying this, Wu Jinfeng seemed a little embarrassed.

"worry about me?"

Mo Wentian was slightly taken aback, and then a smile spread across his face.

This Wu Jinfeng is not bad!

Mo Wentian had a hunch that even if he revealed his true identity, Wu Jinfeng would follow him.

Wu Jinfeng in front of him had already obtained Mo Wentian's approval unconsciously.

"Little Jiao, are you alright?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian thought that Xiaojiao's tail was injured, so he hurriedly asked.

"Don't worry, boss, there's nothing serious!"

Xiao Jiao grinned and answered with a relaxed face.

"This is the space ring of the five evil spirits of the demon clan just now. Take all three of you. I'm afraid it will not be so easy to get out of this Nine Nether Cave this time!"

Mo Wentian looked at the void, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, boss!"

"Thank you, Patriarch!"

"Thank you, master!"

The three quickly took over the space ring, their faces full of gratitude.

If it weren't for Mo Wentian, it would be impossible for Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng's cultivation to break through to the early stage of Tianjun.

"Well, after I investigate, we will enter the Nine Nether Grottoes!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold light rose.

"Spiritual consciousness..."

"open!"

"Buzz..."

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian unfolded his spiritual consciousness.

The spiritual consciousness of 15,000 meters covers a distance of 15,000 meters around.

The surrounding scenes of 15,000 meters were all reflected in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Someone!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly brightened.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian made a seal and disappeared.

"Buzz..."

Following Mo Wentian's disappearance, two figures stepped out of the void.

"It's Lu Ziming, a genius disciple of the Demon Race, and his younger brother Lu Zijin!"

"They are all strong in the late stage of Tianjun!"

In the dark, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems that Xiao Ran's news is correct, there are quite a few people who came to snatch the artifact this time and kill Mo Wentian.

Moreover, the cultivation base of these people is not low, and this shot is a strong man in the realm of Tianjun.

"Boss, what should we do?"

In Mo Wentian's arms, Xiaojiao's eyes flickered with light.

"what to do?"

"Keep them and watch what they do next!"

Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice.

For Mo Wentian now, it is not easy to kill the two people in front of him.

But Mo Wentian's specific purpose for these people aroused Mo Wentian's curiosity.

"Brother, the Nine Nether Caves will be here soon!"

A deep voice came, and Lu Zijin stepped forward, looking at the surrounding scene, with a little joy on his face.

"arrive!"

"According to reliable sources, the kid on this portrait is in the Nine Nether Grottoes!"

Lu Ziming took out a portrait from his arms, and a smile appeared on his face.

The person in this portrait is none other than Mo Wentian.

"Boss, the portrait in his hand is you, they are here to kill you!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"kill me?"

"They're not qualified yet!"

Mo Wentian was not surprised at all, after all, Mo Wentian had already known the news.

"Boss, should we take action to solve them?"

Xiaojiao didn't have the slightest liking for the demons.

What's more, they came to kill Mo Wentian, so Xiaojiao didn't like it even more.

"Tianjun Late Stage!"

"If they don't take the initiative to seek death, this emperor is too lazy to do it, let's go, let's go in first!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were cold and arrogant, and he turned around and walked towards the entrance of Jiuyou Grotto.

In the Nine Nether Grottoes, that is where the good show is staged.

"Walk!"

Xiaojiao was in Mo Wentian's arms, Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng followed Mo Wentian closely and walked towards the entrance.

Just as Mo Wentian and the others entered Jiuyou Cave, figures began to appear in front of Jiuyou Cave.

Looking at the five evil spirits of the demon clan who fell on the ground and had become fearless and dead bones, everyone's eyes were full of shock.

"This is the Five Demons of the Demon Race!"

"Who killed the five evil spirits of the demon clan? It is rumored that these five old guys joined forces, and their combat power has surpassed that of Tianjun's late stage!"

"Who the hell?"

"It's fine to kill them, but to devour them like this is really cruel and terrifying!"

...

The news that the five evil spirits of the demon clan were beheaded was spread instantly in the Nine Nether Grottoes.