Chapter 897 Fighting Against the Demon Race Patriarch Huo

"Boss, just now you were able to defeat the devil Lu Yan with the time roulette!"

"But now they are two strong men in the late stage of the Heavenly King, and their cultivation base is much stronger than that of Lu Yan!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, and his slightly worried voice resounded.

"Yes, boss, with you alone, can you kill them?"

Huantian also got out of Mo Wentian's arms, rolled his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"With these two old bastards, it is impossible to kill this emperor!"

"As for this emperor beheading them?"

"If they are sensible, the emperor can consider giving them their lives. If they are not sensible, they will be killed if they are killed!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold light rose, and his voice was even more powerful.

If the ancestors of these two demons knew each other, Mo Wentian had just established the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom, and he needed someone with a strong cultivation to sit in it. Although Mo Wentian's strength was terrifying, his cultivation was the perfect state of a heavenly king after all. .

What's more, these two people are the two ancestors of the demon clan. Their status and prestige are among the demon clan, but no one can replace them.

"Fan Zeng, you dog who eats inside and out!"

"How dare you attack us, I think you are courting death!"

Hearing Fan Zeng's words, Elder Binghuo's eyes suddenly became colder.

It looked like he was about to attack Fan Zeng in the next moment.

"Fan Zeng is now the emperor's dog, and beating the dog depends on the owner!"

The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth were slightly twitchy, but his eyes were cold and boundless.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"Today, the two of us, I will let you know what will happen to the person who killed my demon clan!"

In Elder Huo's eyes, the coldness soared.

I saw this person stepping out in one step, and the next moment, the power of countless flames shot up into the sky.

The flames formed a fiery red lion in the void, and fell directly towards Mo Wentian.

"It's Patriarch Huo!"

"It was Patriarch Huo who made the move. Patriarch Huo was already a strong man in the late stage of Heavenly King ten thousand years ago. Now that ten thousand years have passed, Patriarch Huo's cultivation must be terrifying!"

"Ice Patriarch is here, and the aura of Ice Patriarch is so strong!"

"Mo Wentian, this kid won't leave after saving someone, but he is so arrogant that he wants to swallow my demon clan!"

"Insatiable greed, I'm afraid I will be planted today!"

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In front of the demon city gate, one after another figure looked at the void, and instantly cheered up.

In the void, the terrifying lion roared wildly, as if it wanted to swallow Mo Wentian alive.

"Old bastard, just because you want to kill this emperor, you are not worthy!"

"Time Roulette!"

An indifferent voice sounded in the void.

Mo Wentian waved his hand, and the time wheel appeared in Mo Wentian's palm.

The time roulette grew rapidly from the size of a palm to the size of a hundred feet before stopping.

But that terrifying fire lion directly ran towards Mo Wentian.

Just when the fire lion, hundreds of feet in size, was about to collide with Mo Wentian, the time roulette blocked Mo Wentian's way.

"boom……"

In the void, a terrifying and boundless gap was torn open.

The power of the billowing flames is even more crazy and turbulent.

The next moment, in the void, the hundreds of feet of fire lion hit the time wheel.

The time roulette only trembled a few times before stopping.

Mo Wentian looked at this scene, his eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.

"Time Roulette, what kind of artifact are you?"

Na na muttering to himself, Mo Wentian looked at the time roulette, and a gleam of incomparable coldness rose in his eyes.

Even though he doesn't know what kind of magic weapon this time roulette is, Mo Wentian understands that this time roulette is definitely not simple.

"uh-huh……"

At this moment, a muffled hum sounded in the void.

The next moment, in the void, traces of blood spilled from the corner of the mouth of that fiery red figure.

"Patriarch Huo is blocked!"

"No, Patriarch Huo was not only blocked, but also hurt by Mo Wentian!"

"Mo Wentian, this kid is too monstrous!"

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In front of the demon city gate, there were exclamations of exclamation. Patriarch Huo shot, but was also blocked.

You must know that Mo Wentian's cultivation is only at the perfection level of Cai Tianjun, while Patriarch Huo's cultivation has already reached the late stage of Tianwang.

"Boy, if you honestly hand over this wheel, I will spare your lives!"

Looking at the hundred-foot-sized time wheel in the void, Patriarch Huo's eyes glowed with an incomparably hot light.

In Patriarch Huo's opinion, the reason Mo Wentian was able to block him was all thanks to the time roulette.

Although he couldn't tell the level of the time roulette, he could tell at a glance that it was already beyond the king level. How could Patriarch Huo let such a thing go.

"Master, let me do it!"

"Let me do it!"

"Boss, I'll help you!"

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A group of figures hurried forward and said in a deep voice.

"Duan Fan, Fan Zeng, Xiao Jinghen, step down!"

"Little Jiao, back down too!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.

If the two warriors in the late stage of the Heavenly King do not surrender, it will not be very effective for the current Mo Wentian even if they are devoured.

But their soul power still has some effect on Hongyi and Hongshang.

"Hand over the time roulette?"

"That depends on whether you have the ability!"

Mo Wentian sneered, and the next moment, Mo Wentian took a step forward, and the time roulette skyrocketed again in Mo Wentian's hands.

As the roulette skyrocketed over time, Mo Wentian's aura also began to grow.

But even if it grows again, it will not reach the level of the king of heaven.

"Boy, I think you are courting death today!"

"The strength displayed by the ancestor just now is only one or two out of ten, boy, die!"

In Patriarch Huo's eyes, killing intent soared.

Taking a step forward, two fiery red scimitars appeared in this person's hand.

Those two scimitars were extremely bright red, as if they had been stained with blood.

A terrifying and boundless power violently burst out from the two scimitars.

"Flaming Scimitar!"

"kill!"

With two strikes, the void was directly torn to pieces.

The void is turbulent, crazily rushing out.

The two terrifying and boundless powers on the left and right slashed directly at Mo Wentian.

"Raging Flame Scimitar, this is a complete king-level artifact, and it is only one step away from reaching the level of an emperor-level artifact!"

"Patriarch Huo has this flaming scimitar in his hand, which is comparable to an emperor-level artifact, and his cultivation in the late stage of Tianwang, Mo Wentian, this kid, will definitely die!"

"I think this kid Mo Wentian will die today!"

"Hey, Patriarch Huo has already said that if Mo Wentian is willing to hand over the roulette in his hand, then he can spare their lives, but now this kid Mo Wentian disagrees!"

"Mo Wentian, this kid is really miserable!"

...

In the void, one after another figure looked at the two flaming scimitars that appeared in Patriarch Huo's hands, and started talking instantly.