Chapter 1157: The ancestors of the Demon Realm who fled

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Chapter 1157: Escaping Demon Realm
"Ghost power!"
With a sharp drink, the body of the demon ancestor suddenly exploded and turned into countless ghosts.
These ghosts, shrouded in madness towards Mo Wentian, looked awful from afar.
"This power is so evil!"
"So strong!"
Asked Tiange, Magic Sky looked at this scene with a solemn look.
The next moment, the countless ghosts pounced towards Mo Wentian, seemingly trying to annex Mo Wentian.
"Boy, what are you doing with this weird bead?"
"What about this bead's enchantment?"
"I don't believe it anymore, this bead can devour my ghost power!"
"My ghost power is no longer the power of the ghost at that time. Now the power of the ghost has added countless grievances, and I don't believe you can devour it!"
The voice of Yin Yin resounded in the void, and in the eyes of the demon ancestors, the killing intention was terrible.
At this moment, the power of the evil ghosts on the ancestors of the demon world soared several times in an instant.
The original strength can only be compared to the half-step emperor's middle-aged ancestor of the demon world. The strength emitted at this moment directly broke through the middle-term emperor's state.
"Boy, this ghost power is too evil, this seat can't help you!"
And at this moment, in the void, the phantom of the old God Bead turned out dim.
Even the thick voice was down a few points.
After speaking, in the void, the phantom of the old bead collapsed.
"Buzz ..."
And Shen Zhu, also fell directly into the hands of Mo Wentian.
Above the beads, the mysterious pattern is also extremely dim at this moment, it seems that it has been hurt in general, and there is no slight luster.
"Senior Pearl!"
"Goddess ..."
The next moment, no matter how shouted Mo Wentian, there was no reaction in the beads.
"Boy, stop calling!"
"His strength is really good, but if I guess correctly, the person in your bead should be a protoss!"
"People of the gods, it is true that they can devour the ancestor's magic, but they want to devour the power of the spirit of this ancestor, but they are delusional!"
"Hmm ..."
The cold voice sounded loudly. The ancestor of the demon world looked at Mo Wentian, and the evil smile on his face was wanton.
The evil laughter sounded a little creepy.
"Senior Pearl, the Protoss?"
Wen Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a touch of thinking.
Mo Wentian is no stranger to the word Protoss. He has heard it many times, and every time he hears it, he is said to be a Protoss.
Is he a Protoss?
Regarding his identity, he had been unswervingly asking questions, and now he was puzzled.
"Boy, you can seal the demon soul seal of my demon world, which means that you also have the blood of the protoss!"
"Since you are also a protoss, boy, let alone want to subdue me, today will be your death!"
Suddenly, it seemed to remember something. The evil smile on the face of the demon ancestor was very strong.
Originally, he did not expect that Mo Wentian was a protoss. Now that he thought of it, coupled with the power of the ghost that had been swallowed up by the bead just now, he had been back bitten.
This made the ancestors of the demon world ring instantly.
The thought of Mo Wentian as a protoss can't resist the power of his ghost, in the eyes of the demon ancestor, he is very proud.
"Boss, this old miscellaneous ghost power, senior Shenzhu is no longer his opponent, I think we will retreat first!"
At this moment, the voice of the magic sky came from Wentiange.
"Back?"
"The emperor didn't believe it anymore, evil can really prevail!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered, his flickering flickering.
But in the deep voice, it was extremely firm.
"Time Roulette!"
"come out!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian lied, and a palm-sized roulette appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.
With the appearance of the time roulette, eternal immortal breath spread from the time roulette.
Immediately, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate in the slightest, and printed the secrets on the wheel of time.
With the printing of these secrets, the time roulette skyrocketed rapidly.
In a moment, the time roulette has skyrocketed to hundreds of feet. At the same time, Mo Wentian's power is terrible.
"Time Roulette!"
Watching the time roulette appear, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the demon ancestors.
The horror of the time roulette is very clear to the ancestors of the demon world, but he does not believe that the moment in the midst of the heavenly king's unquestionable sky can exhibit the power of the time roulette.
"Boy, time roulette ancestors love it!"
"It's good to swallow you and take the roulette of time!"
"Hmm ..."
The extremely cold voice sounded, in the eyes of the demon ancestors, the killing intention was terrible.
His eyes, at this moment, also turned into ghostly blood.
In the void, the countless blood-colored ghosts also exploded.
The next moment, the countless ghosts pounced on Mo Wentian.
"Time Roulette!"
"Time slows down!"
Looking at the countless blood-colored ghosts rushing towards himself, Mo Wentian once again printed one by one against the time wheel.
With the printing of these secrets, in the void, the countless ghosts slowly became infinitely slower.
It was only a few hundred feet away, at the original speed, but with one breath, it was about to fall towards Mowentian.
But at this moment, the countless ghosts seemed to be slower than the snails.
Even if it was given for a year, the countless blood-colored ghosts could not escape Mo Wentian.
"Boy, you are awful!"
"This ancestor doesn't want to fight you anymore!"
"Wait next time, and let the ancestors meet you next time, the ancestors will kill you!"
"Not only you, but also the Kingdom of Devourers, I am going to die!"
Looking at this scene, in the eyes of the ancestors of the demon world, there was a gloomy glare.
The next moment, it seemed to think of something, cold face.
Immediately, the hands of the demon ancestors waved, and the countless ghosts disappeared.
In the void, the original magic dissipated and raged again.
"boom……"
A fierce blast came, and in Mo Wentian's shocked look, the body of the demon ancestor exploded again.
Numerous magical spirits fled wildly around.
"This old miscellaneous, even this trick!"
Looking at this familiar scene, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a very cold cold mang.
"Boss, do you want to chase?"
Just then, the voice of the magic sky came again.
"Let him go!"
"My strength is still too weak now, even if I catch up with him, I can't kill him!"
The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex light.