Chapter 842 The Dark Lord Was Injured

"How can I be so arrogant when I usually speak!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said coldly.

"Boss, did I hear correctly?"

"You say this divine orb is arrogant?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao couldn't help laughing out loud in Wentian Pavilion.

"Protect Huantian well and help Huantian break through!"

Hearing that laughter, Mo Wentian instantly shouted coldly.

Everyone looked at the void, but the expected collision sound did not come.

It's just that in the void, the hundred-foot-high magic cauldron in the hands of the Dark Demon King moved towards the divine pearl as if encountering a terrifying and incomparable suction force.

But in a short time, the magic energy around the 100-meter magic cauldron in the void was instantly swallowed up, and the 100-meter magic cauldron also shrank rapidly.

Finally, until it became the size of a palm, it fell towards Mo Wentian's side.

"Boy, this tripod reward is for you to play with!"

"Hahaha……"

A burst of wild laughter came, and the cauldron fell directly into Mo Wentian's hands.

"Senior Shenzhu, thank you very much!"

Mo Wentian looked at Shenzhu, and a bright light rose in his eyes.

Although this magic cauldron is of little use to Mo Wentian, it will be of some use to the people of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom in the future.

The next moment, Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and directly wiped the top of the magic cauldron, and the billowing magic energy on the top of the magic cauldron dissipated in an instant.

"this……"

"How can this be?"

"My magic cauldron!"

In the void, the connection between the Dark Lord and the magic cauldron disappeared instantly with Mo Wentian's hand.

When he came back to his senses, the Dark Lord's eyes were filled with shock.

"Old Hei, your cauldron is a bit broken!"

Holding the magic cauldron, Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord in the void, frowned slightly, and seemed a little dissatisfied.

"The magic cauldron is an artifact in the mid-king stage, and this kid actually said it was broken?"

"This kid is too arrogant!"

"Look quickly, there seems to be no trace of demon energy on the magic cauldron. Could it be that the kid erased the connection between the magic cauldron and the Dark Lord?"

"Really, this kid is too evil!"

...

Some of the figures in the dark couldn't help but stand up.

Looking at the proudly standing figure, his eyes were full of embarrassment.

"Dark Lord, since this kid won't let you die, then I'll come and play with you!"

At this moment, that incomparably thick voice resounded through the void again.

The next moment, a terrifying force swept out.

"It's disgusting!"

"Do you think that if you take my magic cauldron, I will have nothing to fight with you?"

In the eyes of the Dark Lord, the killing intent was terrifying and boundless.

"Yeah?"

"Take out everything you have!"

"This emperor is just short of artifacts. Although your artifacts are a bit lacking, they are barely enough for my disciples to use!"

When Mo Wentian heard that the Dark Lord actually had a divine weapon, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly.

"Boy, you are really arrogant. If you have the ability, then you don't want to use this ghost bead, you fight this emperor!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's mocking words, the Dark Lord was about to explode.

"Boy, this Dark Lord talks a lot!"

"It's up to you!"

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

"We're ruining you!"

In the void, an extremely indifferent voice sounded.

"Boom..."

The void shattered directly, and the turbulent void flow surged out from the shattered void.

The next moment, the divine orb headed directly towards the Dark Lord, and where the divine orb passed, all the devilish energy was swallowed up. "

"Devil God Battle Halberd!"

Seeing the divine orb approaching in an instant, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Dark Demon King, and with a cold shout, a halberd billowing with devilish energy appeared in his hand.

"That's the legendary Demon God's Battle Halberd, an artifact of the late king class!"

"As expected of the Dark Lord, not only does he have mid-king-level artifacts, but he even has late-king-level artifacts!"

"There must be something good in the hands of the Dark Lord!"

"If it weren't for this divine orb being so terrifying, I would have wanted to make a move!"

...

Watching the Demon God's Battle Halberd appear, one after another voices from the dark resounded again.

"The little Tianjun is consummated, holding a scumbag artifact, and wants to kill me, it's ridiculous!

An indifferent voice sounded, and above the divine orb, streaks of blood-colored power oscillated crazily.

"Senior Shenzhu's strength has increased!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes.

On the divine orb, the bloody power is many times stronger than the previous two times.

Unable to explain why, Mo Wentian had a hunch in his heart that the power on the divine orb had increased, which was inseparably related to the power of the divine orb swallowing him.

"The power of this bead has increased again!"

"not good!"

Seeing the terrifying divine orb approaching in an instant, a hint of fear rose in the Dark Lord's eyes.

The halberd in the Dark Lord's hand was sucked by the divine bead before it could be released, and then fell into Mo Wentian's hands again.

"swallow!"

"Boom..."

The indifferent voice came, and the divine orb became even more terrifying.

As the divine orb devoured the devilish energy, the Dark Demon King's figure quickly became smaller, and in just a moment, he had already turned into the appearance of a black-faced old man.

Although his face is black, it is not difficult to see that he has been seriously injured.

"puff……"

The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the Dark Lord's mouth.

"Boy, I'll leave it to you!"

"I'm tired, I'm going to rest!"

At this moment, Shenzhu's thick voice sounded again in Mo Wentian's mind.

The next moment, the divine orb was seen heading directly towards Mo Wentian, but within a short while, it had already fallen into Mo Wentian's hands.

"Senior Shenzhu, don't you care about this?"

Mo Wentian looked at the divine pearl in his hand, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"senior……"

"senior……"

On the divine bead, the mysterious light had dissipated, like an ordinary bead, quietly staying in Mo Wentian's hands.

No matter how Mo Wentian called, there was no response at all.

Although the Dark Lord was injured in the battle with Shenzhu, but God knows, the Dark Lord is not so easy to deal with.

"What happened to the divine pearl?"

"Why don't you continue to devour the Dark Lord?"

"I think that bead is scared. The Dark Lord is the legendary devil king. This divine bead must have been seriously injured. I dare not continue to fight the Dark Lord!"

"If the Shenzhu doesn't make a move, then this kid will definitely die next time!"

...

A group of figures watched the divine bead fall into Mo Wentian's hands in a very ordinary manner, and couldn't help discussing again.

"Old Hei, the emperor has had enough rest!"

"Now it's time for you to hit the road too!"

Standing proudly in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes are cold and arrogant.

"Time to hit the road?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the Dark Lord was slightly taken aback.

"Boy, that ghost bead won't help you anymore, it's time for you to get on your way!"

In the eyes of the Dark Lord, the killing intent was terrifying and boundless.