Chapter 841: Lost to Heavenly King

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Chapter 841 Lost to Heavenly King
"boom……"
In the horrified look of everyone, the fierce collision came again, and Mo Wentian's body flew out again.
"puff……"
A bite of blood spewed out of Mo Wentian's mouth again.
Mo Wentian's face was extremely pale.
The broken sword just now did not block the magic tripod at all, and the terrible power above the magic tripod struck Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian only felt that his internal organs were moving.
"This Dark Devil is really too strong, if he didn't do anything to kill him!"
"Fight again, it's me who died!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"God!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian thought that he still had Shenzhu in his hand.
Among the beads, the strength of the old man, even without asking the sky, could not see it at all.
But Mo Wentian knows that this bead predecessor must not be simple. The black devil in front of him must not be the opponent of the bead predecessor.
"Boy, I didn't expect you to stop it!"
"If you weren't too arrogant, my king would like you a bit!"
"Quack ..."
The wanton giggling came from the void. The next moment, I saw the Dark Lord holding the magic tripod again, and suppressed it again towards Mo Wentian.
"Boy, die!"
"boom……"
"boom……"
...
The emptiness, the trembling madness, the surging anger, and a terrible breath came from the emptiness.
Mo Wentian still had time to make a shot in the future.
"puff……"
In the endless magic, Mo Wentian's mouth once again spit out blood.
"This boy's cultivation is still too weak. If he continues like this, he will die!"
"That's a must. This boy's cultivation is in the early days of the gifted genius. It's good to be able to hold on to these tricks!"
"Looks like we can go and get the artifact from the Beast Lord soon!"
...
Watching Mo Wentian fly upside down again, the sarcasm and sarcasm in the dark came instantly.
Listening to the sounds of discussion, the Dark Lord's face was extremely confident.
"Boy, it seems that you want to return the phantom fruit to the king!"
The next moment, looking at Mo Wentian, the dark devil's eyes were full of cold eyes.
"is it?"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and the corner of his mouth raised a strange arc.
"It must be shot!"
In Mo Wentian's mouth, Nana whispered to himself that the Devouring Sword could not kill him, and the Devouring God could not devour him.
Whether it is the Devouring Heaven Sword Technique or the Devouring God Technique, it is necessary to rely on the power of Mo Wentian.
The stronger the power of Mo Wentian is, the stronger it is.
"Senior Pearl, please help!"
With a cold drink, Mo Wentian moved, a bead flashing with a mysterious pattern appeared in his hand.
"Boy, it will take a price to ask me for help!"
The next moment, a thick voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"At what cost?"
Mo Wentian is almost a subconscious blurt.
"The price is simple, but just wait for you to let me absorb your power!"
It's hard to hide a little jokes in the thick voice.
"Absorb a little strength?"
Don't ask for a moment.
Shen Zhuzhu said that the absorption of a little strength, Mo Wentian has experienced twice, but it is very clear.
Shen Zhu, what is there to absorb him a little strength, is to squeeze him out almost.
"how?"
"Boy, don't you agree?"
At this moment, the thick voice rang again in Mo Wentian's mind.
"If you don't agree, I won't do it!"
"This Dark Devil is a complete warrior of the Heavenly King, boy, even if you are evil again, you will not be able to kill him today!"
Seeing that Mo Wentian didn't say anything, the voice of Shenzhu sounded again.
"Isn't it just absorbing power?"
"Okay, Bendi promised you!"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a bright light rose.
"Okay, that Emperor has cleaned up the Dark Lord for you!"
The heartbreaking voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
The next moment, I saw a dazzling light rising from the beads.
"Boy, let's die!"
The black devil looked at Mo Wentian, and with a wicked smile, he held Baizhang Mo Ding and smashed it directly towards Mo Wentian.
"boom……"
The void trembled for a moment, and the rolling magic gas swept towards Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian looked at the ephemeral magic tripod indifferently.
Standing in the void, still.
"Is this kid waiting for death?"
"The magic tripod is about to hit him right now, but he is standing still like this, can't move?"
"I looked at the boy desperately and waited for death!"
"In the early days of an ant-like prince, he dared to make a bet with the Dark Lord, which is simply beyond his control!"
"This kid is miserable!"
...
Looking at Mo Wentian standing in place, his face was indifferent.
The darkness boiled instantly.
"boom……"
Just when everyone thought that Mo Ding was going to smash Mo Wentian into a smash, the Mo Ding suddenly stopped an inch away from Mo Wen Tian and stopped.
A mysterious and boundless bead was blocked in front of Mo Wentian, and on top of the bead, a vast and boundless breath spread.
The next moment, I saw the magic in the void, and gathered frantically toward the bead.
"How is this going?"
"What the is this bead!"
The Dark Lord instantly felt something wrong, looking at the God Bead in the void, his eyes were extremely shocked.
"Senior Pearl, you just need to take the black devil to death, as for the back, give it to me!"
Seems to remember something, Mo asked Tian Shen.
"here you are?"
"Boy, promise you!"
God beads instantly answered.
"Small Tianjun's successful warrior dares to prey in front of me!"
"Crush!"
The indifferent voice rang through the void.
"who is it?"
"Who is talking?"
"That mysterious bead!"
"This bead is so weird that it can devour the magic directly!"
"I didn't expect this kid to have this kind of magic bead. I think the Dark Lord may really be planted in this kid's hand today!"
...
A voice of indifference came, and the people in the dark turned back to God and started talking wildly.
"who are you?"
"Why would you help this kid against me?"
The dark eyes of the dark demon looked at the beads of the void, pretending to be a calm and cold drink.
"Little Tianjun is complete, not worthy of knowing who I am!"
"As for why I shot, you are not qualified to know!"
Leng Ao's voice resounded in the void again.
"How can Senior Shenzhu be so familiar!"
There was a nag in his mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes rose with a bright light.
"Boss, this is the tone you usually talk to, of course you will feel familiar!"
At this moment, Xiao Yan's voice suddenly came from Wentiange.