Chapter 887 Tianhu, Is It Really You?

"Old dog Lu Yan, this tripod is not bad, since you took it out to honor me, then the emperor will accept it!"

Mo Wentian looked at Lu Yan who was not far away, and grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and directly erased the imprint of soul left by Lu Yan on the Demon Sacred Cauldron.

"Not good, Demon Saint Cauldron!"

Sensing the abnormal connection between his body and the magic cauldron, Lu Yan said with a cold light in his eyes.

"Mo Wentian, this is the king's magic cauldron!"

"You can't take it away, it's an inheritance from my demon clan!"

Feeling the disappearance of the connection in his body, Lu Yan's expression changed instantly, and there was even a bit of earnestness in the eyes that looked at Mo Wentian.

"Demon Saint Cauldron: Take it!"

Mo Wentian didn't even look at Lu Yan, he let out a cold shout, and saw the hundred-foot-sized Demon Sacred Cauldron in the void, shrinking rapidly, and finally shrunk to the size of a palm, quietly falling into Mo Wentian's hands.

"The defense of this cauldron is indeed not bad!"

Mo Wentian looked at the Demon Saint Cauldron in his hand, nodded slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Boy, give me back my magic cauldron!"

At some point, Lu Yan had already stood up, came to Mo Wentian, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a cold voice.

Originally, Mo Wentian took away the Demon Sword, and Lu Yan was already in great pain.

Originally, because of Tianhu's refusal to die, he suffered from Tianhu. He really hated Mo Wentian and Tianhu. He didn't want to tell Mo Wentian about Tianhu's whereabouts.

But now Mo Wentian actually wants to take away his Demon Saint Cauldron, which is a Demon Saint Cauldron, a king-level peak defensive artifact!

This is an artifact that has been passed down by the demons for thousands of years. The attack power of this artifact is not very strong, but its defense is astonishing.

With this Demon Sacred Cauldron in hand, coupled with his own cultivation base in the late stage of the Heavenly King, even if he faces the peak powerhouse of the Heavenly King, he should not seriously injure him.

But when he met Mo Wentian, an evildoer, he happened to know the supernatural power to erase the power of the soul.

In front of Mo Wentian, his Demon Saint Cauldron had no effect at all.

"Back to you?"

"The person the emperor wanted, you didn't return it to me, you want me to return this tripod to you?"

"Old miscellaneous, you are really kind!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian raised a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, looked at Lu Yan with disdain in his eyes.

"Your woman, I'll give it back to you, but you have to give it back to me as well!"

A cold light flashed in Lu Yan's eyes, and then he said in a cold voice as if he had made up his mind.

As long as you don't meet someone like Mo Wentian who can erase the power of the soul, the magic cauldron is a life-saving artifact for Lu Yan.

As soon as Lu Yan said this, the crowd thousands of feet away instantly exploded.

"Master Demon King really agreed to Mo Wentian?"

"Promise to use Mo Wentian's woman in exchange for the Demon Sacred Cauldron?"

"Didn't the Lord Demon King love those pampered and beautiful maidens the most? Why did Lord Demon King disagree when Mo Wentian offered to exchange those beautiful maidens for Mo Wentian's women, but now because of the Demon Sacred Cauldron, Lord Demon King, did you take the initiative to ask Mo Wentian for peace?"

"The magic holy cauldron is rumored to be a life-saving artifact!"

"You mean to say that Lord Demon King is doing this for his own life? If that's true, Lord Demon King's city is really too deep!"

"Those women he valued the most, in front of his own life, he can give up, let alone us!"

...

The demon disciple couldn't help shaking his head, and his face was full of loneliness.

"OK!"

"This emperor will give you five breaths. Within five breaths, if you hand over the sky fox, this emperor will consider returning this magic cauldron to you!"

Looking at Lu Yan in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness, and his voice was even more icy cold.

"Give me the tripod first, and then I'll bring your woman!"

There was a flash of light in Lu Yan's eyes, and he said in a cold voice.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you!"

"If you don't hand over Tianhu, the emperor will have a way to find out, but since the emperor has already said this, he will naturally not break his promise!"

"Go ahead, take a breath!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.

After these few rounds of fighting just now, Mo Wentian already had some understanding of Lu Yan.

If he took the lead in agreeing to Lu Yan's conditions, according to Lu Yan's shameless character, it would be impossible for him to send Tianhu to him honestly.

"Boy, you..."

Lu Yan looked at Mo Wentian, with a face full of coldness and arrogance counting his breaths, and a burst of anger rose in his heart instantly.

But for the sake of the Demon Saint Cauldron, he could only endure it at this moment, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, Lu Yan's figure disappeared directly in place.

"Boy, wait for me to get the Demon Saint Cauldron and see how I can kill you!"

In a small courtyard, Lu Yan's figure appeared, with a terrifying killing intent in his eyes.

But in the next moment, looking at the ice sculpture in front of him, the killing intent in Lu Yan's eyes became more and more terrifying. If it wasn't for the ice sculpture not being broken apart, Lu Yan would have wished to kill Tianhu long ago.

Suddenly, thinking of the prescribed time for the five breaths, Lu Yan spread the slightest hesitation, put on the ice sculpture, and disappeared into the courtyard in a flash.

When it reappeared, it was already not far from Mo Wentian.

"Five breaths, the timing is just right!"

Mo Wentian looked at Lu Yan's arrival, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and said indifferently.

"Boy, I have already brought the person you want!"

"My Demon Saint Cauldron, can you give me it?"

Lu Yan looked at Mo Wentian, with cold eyes flickering and said in a deep voice.

"I haven't seen the person I want, so you ask me if I want the Demon Sacred Cauldron?"

Mo Wentian glanced around Lu Yan, but he didn't see the figure he was expecting, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he shouted in a cold voice.

"This king promised you, so naturally he won't break his promise!"

"This is your woman, take it!"

Lu Yan looked at Mo Wentian's cold expression, and knew that if he didn't hand over Tianhu, it would be impossible for Mo Wentian to give him the Demon Sacred Cauldron.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, an ice sculpture fell towards Mo Wentian's side.

"Sky Fox?"

Looking at the ice sculpture coming towards him, a familiar feeling came from the ice sculpture.

Reaching out subconsciously, he directly took the ice sculpture into his arms.

"Tianhu, it's really you!"

Looking intently at the ice sculpture in his arms, the looming figure of Tianhu appeared in front of Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian called out softly.

"Boy, the person you want has been given to you by the king, and it's time for you to return the magic cauldron that the king wants!"

Lu Yan watched Mo Wentian take over the ice sculpture, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly.