Chapter 901 Devouring Fire Patriarch

"Boy, I didn't want you to die miserably. Since you are so arrogant, you want to die!"

"The ancestor will fulfill you!"

At this moment, Patriarch Huo looked at Mo Wentian with a gloomy face, and sternly shouted.

"I think it's you who wants to die!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's aura became more and more vast.

"Flaming Hammer!"

"come out!"

Patriarch Huo was not to be outdone at all, he gave a cold drink, and the flame scimitar in his hand had disappeared, replaced by a magic hammer hundreds of feet in size, as if it had been stained with blood, and was extremely red.

Above the divine hammer, the incomparably terrifying power of flames oscillated endlessly, as if it wanted to burn everything.

"kill!"

With a sharp shout, Patriarch Huo shot directly with a hammer.

In the next moment, the direct void was directly blasted into pieces, and the endless void turbulently surged out crazily.

A terrifying and boundless power swept towards Mo Wentian.

"An old bastard who doesn't know good and bad, but still wants to kill me?"

"die!"

Looking at the blowing hammer, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian hit the time roulette with seals one by one, and saw that the time roulette skyrocketed rapidly.

The time wheel, which was originally a hundred feet in size, exploded to a thousand feet in size in just a few breaths.

"Boom..."

The whole world seemed to tremble.

Where the time roulette passes, the space is directly shattered.

"What a powerful force!"

Patriarch Huo's eyes were full of surprise.

At this moment, his intuition told him that if the roulette was falling towards him at this time, even with the flaming hammer in his hand, he couldn't stop it at all.

But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, and he had no way out.

"I'm a strong man in the late stage of the Heavenly King, Mo Wentian won't be my opponent!"

The next moment, Patriarch Huo's eyes flashed coldly, and he said comfortingly.

Taking a deep breath, he slammed directly at Mo Wentian with a hammer.

"You still haven't stopped!"

"die!"

Mo Wentian looked at Patriarch Huo who was still coming forward, his eyes flickered with coldness, but the corners of his mouth curled into an evil smile.

For Mo Wentian, the Huo Patriarch in the late stage of the king, swallowing it is really not very useful, but since he is looking for death, it is not bad to use his soul in the late stage of the king to nourish the red clothes and clothes.

The next moment, Mo Wentian waved his hand slightly, and the growth stopped according to the time roulette.

On the roulette, one after another of the divine patterns became clear, and each of the divine patterns seemed to contain terrifying and boundless power.

"Time Roulette!"

"Time stands still!"

A faint voice resounded in the void.

Mo Wentian played a seal formula, and immediately the light on the time roulette skyrocketed crazily.

"Buzz..."

A series of mystical and immortal forces, centered on Mo Wentian, spread rapidly.

"kill!"

Looking at the skyrocketing time wheel, Patriarch Huo's Raging Flame Hammer changed direction and blasted towards Mo Wentian's side.

"still!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely indifferent, and his voice was even more ordinary.

But as soon as he uttered these two words, the void suddenly became quiet.

Countless warriors inside and outside the demon clan looked up at the void.

At this moment, with Mo Wentian as the center, within a radius of thousands of feet, there is an eternal and mysterious aura, which is extremely strange.

"Buzz..."

In the void, the hundred-foot-sized Raging Flame Hammer blasted towards Mo Wentian.

But when the flaming hammer was thousands of feet away from Mo Wentian, the flaming hammer suddenly slowed down.

That speed is a bit slower than that of a snail.

"go to hell!"

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was already beside Patriarch Huo, and the Heaven Devouring Sword was trembling in his hand.

"you……"

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing Mo Wentian appear beside him, Patriarch Huo's eyes were full of fear, and he subconsciously took several steps back.

He felt a breath of death approaching him.

"What are you doing?"

"Old bastard, you should be honored to die in the hands of this emperor, let's go!"

A cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian approached Patriarch Huo step by step.

Seeing Mo Wentian approaching him, Patriarch Huo could only feel his own body trembling.

"die!"

An indifferent voice sounded, Mo Wentian's figure approached more and more towards Patriarch Huo.

Looking at Patriarch Huo in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of contempt.

As if Patriarch Huo in front of him was like an ant, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, holding the Heaven Devouring Sword in his hand, he slashed at Patriarch Huo with a single strike.

"stop!"

"stop!"

...

Patriarch Huo roared crazily, and his eyes were even more frightened.

Seeing Mo Wentian's sword strike, he wanted to escape, but unfortunately, he found that his body seemed to be bound by something, and he couldn't move at all.

He wanted to take back the Blazing Hammer to block in front of him, but the speed was slow to the limit.

"Old Ice!"

"help me!"

At this moment, it seemed that something had been discovered, the Bing Patriarch turned his eyes to the Bing Patriarch not far away, and said in a cold voice.

"In front of this emperor, you still want someone to save you!"

"Die!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and an incomparably cold light rose in his eyes.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian slashed towards Patriarch Huo's chest with his sword.

"ah……"

A scream came, and Mo Wentian's sword directly pierced Patriarch Huo's chest.

In the void, Patriarch Huo's flame power began to dissipate.

The vitality in his body is also rapidly dissipating.

"Patriarch Huo!"

"Old man Huo!"

...

Not far away, the Great Elder of the Demon Race and Patriarch Bing finally came to their senses.

The two looked at Mo Wentian with shock in their eyes.

Patriarch Huo, Patriarch Huo in the late stage of the Heavenly King, was actually beheaded by Mo Wentian, a warrior in the realm of the Perfection of the Heavenly King!

"Patriarch Huo, has fallen!"

"The breath on his body has completely dissipated!"

"It's so scary Mo Wentian, his cultivation is only Tianjun perfect!"

"This combat power is terrifying and boundless!"

...

Inside and outside the demon clan, one after another looked at the proudly standing figure in the void with startled eyes.

"boom……"

In the void, Patriarch Huo's body fell directly from the void.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Swallow!"

Watching Patriarch Huo fall, the light in Mo Wentian's eyes soared.

Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly activated the Heaven Devouring Art.

As Mo Wentian circulated the Heaven Devouring Art, he saw a powerful and boundless suction coming from his hand.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, but within a breath, he appeared in front of Patriarch Huo, stretched out his palm, and grabbed Patriarch Huo's head directly.