Chapter 842: The Dark Lord is injured

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Chapter 842: The Black Devil is Injured
"How can I speak so arrogantly!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly.
"Boss, am I right?"
"You said this beast is arrogant?"
Hearing that Xiao Xiao couldn't help laughing in asking Tiange.
"Take care of Magic Sky and help it break through!"
Listening to the laughter, Mo Wentian said coldly.
The crowd looked at the void, and the expected collision did not come.
But in that void, the hundred feet of magic tripod in the hands of the black demon king seemed to encounter a terrible suction, and headed for the bead.
However, for a moment, the enchantment around the hundred feet of the magic tripod in the void was swallowed up instantly, and the hundred feet of the tripod also quickly shrank.
Finally, until it became the size of a palm, it fell towards Mo Wentian's side.
"Boy, this trip rewards you for fun!"
"Hahaha ..."
A wild laugh came, and Na Ding fell directly into Mo Wentian's hands.
"Senior Pearl, thank you!"
Mo Wentian looked at Shenzhu, a bright light rose in his eyes.
For Mo Wentian, this magic tripod has little effect, but it is also useful for those who will eat the kingdom of heaven in the future.
The next moment, I saw Mo Wentian reaching out his hand and wiping it directly from the top of the magic tripod. On top of the magic tripod, the billowing magical energy disappeared instantly.
"This……"
"how can that be?"
"My magic tripod!"
In the void, the connection between the Dark Lord and Mo Ding disappeared as Mo Wentian reached out.
Looking back, the Dark Lord's eyes were shocked.
"Lao Hei, you are a bit broken!"
Mo Wentian took the magic tripod and looked at the black devil in the void, his frown slightly, it seemed a little dissatisfied.
"That magic tripod is an artifact of the mid-king level, this kid said that it was broken?"
"This kid is so arrogant!"
"Look, there is no trace of magic on the top of the magic tripod. Couldn't that kid erase the connection between the magic tripod and the Dark Lord?"
"It's true, this kid is too wicked!"
...
Some of the figures in the dark couldn't help but stand up.
Looking at the prideful figure, his eyes were full of pride.
"Dark Lord, since this kid won't let you die, then I'll come and play with you!"
At that moment, the thick voice resounded again in the void.
The next moment, a terrible force swept out.
"It's awful!"
"Do you think that after I received my magic tripod, will I have nothing to fight with you?"
In the eyes of the Dark Lord, the killing intention was terrible.
"is it?"
"Take out everything!"
"The Emperor just lacks an artifact. Although your artifact is worse, it is barely possible to use it for my disciples!"
Mo Wentian heard that the black devil had an artifact, and his eyes flashed coldly.
"Boy, you are really arrogant. If you have the ability, then you don't want this bead to start. You and the emperor are fighting!
Listening to Mo Wentian's taunting words, the Dark Lord is going to be furious.
"Boy, this Dark Lord has a lot to say!"
"Resolved to you!"
At that moment, the thick voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Waste you!"
In the void, an indifferent voice sounded.
"Booming ..."
The emptiness shattered directly, and the turbulent turbulence flowed out from the broken emptiness.
The next moment, the bead went directly towards the black demon king, and all the magic qi was swallowed up where the bead passed. "
"Demon War Halberd!"
Watching the divine beast looming, a flash of cold mang flashed in the dark demon's eyes, a cold drink, and a raging magic halberd appeared in his hands.
"That is the legendary demon war halberd, the late artifact of the king!"
"It is indeed the Dark Lord, not only the artifacts in the middle of the king level, but even the artifacts in the late king level!"
"There must be good things in the hands of the Dark Lord!"
"If it weren't for this scary pearl, I would have shot it!"
...
Watching the Demon War Halberd appear, sounds in the dark sounded again.
"Little Tianjun is complete, holding a dross artifact and trying to kill me, it's ridiculous!
The sound of indifference sounded, above the beads, strength, crazy shock.
"Shenzhu's predecessors have increased their power!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed an amazing light.
Above the beads, the power is not as strong as the previous two times.
Can't say why, Mo Wentian had a hunch in his heart that the power of the bead was strengthened, which was inseparable from the power that the bead devoured him.
"The power of this bead has increased again!"
"not good!"
Looking at the terrible divine pearl that came quickly, a dark fear rose in the eyes of the Dark Demon.
The war halberd in the hand of the black demon had time to shoot, and it was sucked by the bead, and then fell into Mo Wentian's hand again.
"swallow!"
"Boom ..."
The voice of indifference came, and among the beads, it was terrible and boundless.
As the Orb devoured the magic, the figure of the Dark Lord quickly became smaller, but in a moment, it had become the appearance of the black-faced old man.
Although his face is black, it is not difficult to see that he has been seriously injured.
"puff……"
The next moment, a blood spurted out of the Dark Lord's mouth.
"Boy, I'll pay you!"
"This seat is tired, we have a rest!"
At this moment, the deep voice of Shenzhu resounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
The next moment, I saw Shen Zhu heading directly towards Mo Wentian, but for a moment, she had fallen into Mo Wentian's hands.
"Senior Pearl, you don't care?"
Mo Wentian looked at the bead in his hand, with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, and groaned.
"senior……"
"senior……"
Above the beads, the mysterious light has dissipated, like an ordinary bead, quietly in Mo Wentian's hands.
No matter how I called, there was no reaction at all.
Although the Dark Demon battled with Shenzhu and was injured, Mo Wentian knew that the Dark Demon was not so easy to deal with.
"What happened to the bead?"
"Why not continue to devour the Dark Lord?"
"I think the bead is scared. The black devil is the legendary devil. The bead must have been seriously injured. I dare not continue to fight the black devil!"
"Shen Zhu is not going to shoot, then this kid will die next!"
...
One after another, watching the bead blandly fell into Mo Wentian's hands, they couldn't help talking again.
"Lao Hei, Bendi has rested enough!"
"Now you should be on the road!"
Proud of the void, Mo Wentian's eyes were unparalleled.
"Time to hit the road?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the dark demon king froze slightly.
"Boy, that ghost bead hasn't helped you anymore, it's your turn!"
In the eyes of the Dark Lord, the killing intention was terrible.