Devouring Heaven Sword God

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2005 Divine Soul Terrible

A collision with Mo Wentian just now, Yi Tianlai also had some understanding of Mo Wentian's strength.

Mo Wentian's posture is much better than him.

Although Mo Wentian's Xiuwei was a successful emperor, he was a rival and could not be underestimated.

Leaning on the sky at this moment spreads the spirit, and he wants to investigate Mowentian.

But what he didn't know was that his spirit was unfolded and gave Mo Wen the opportunity.

"This old miscellaneous piece dared to unfold before me!"

"It's just looking for death!"

There was a nag in his mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes rose with a bright light.

Regarding strength, Mo Wentian really didn't have enough confidence to conquer this reliance, but this reliance even dared to unveil the spirit, which is to die for.

The soul of Mo Wentian has now reached 1,200 feet. This 1,200 feet of soul is enough to suppress Yitian.

Thinking about this, Mo Wentian's mouth could not help but crack a radian.

"Soul, unfold!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, sighed and unfolded the spirit directly.

"Explore the spirit? Is this kid funny? His cultivation is not perfect for the emperor. He dared to expand the spirit in front of the Emperor of Heaven. He is not afraid to rely on heaven to suppress him directly with the spirit?

"This kid is looking for death!"

"How do I think this boy is not simple. His cultivation is, but the emperor is complete. He dared to unfold the spirit in front of the Emperor. He must have the means!"

"What can the boy do, he's just making a mystery!"

"Look, here's the kid's death!"

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As Mo Wentian said this, the countless disciples of Yitianjie exploded instantly.

In their opinion, Mo Wentian's remark was ridiculous.

You know, the number of gods is closely related to Xiu Wei.

The higher the cultivation is, the stronger the spirit is. The cultivation by Yitian has reached the state of the emperor, and the cultivation of Mowentian has never been successful.

This is just about cultivation, and in this respect there are two big realms. In their view, Mo Wentian is naturally not an opponent who can rely on heaven.

But what they don't know is that Mo Wutian is not just an ordinary person, Mo Wutian's spirit is more than enough to make their eyes fall to the ground.

"Ask Brother Tian, ​​is this what you want to do to suppress Yitian directly?"

"The spirit that relies on the sky is already a thousand feet. Ask the elder brother that the spirit is more than a thousand feet?"

Listening to the comments, Mo Qingqing in the crowd flashed a faint light in his eyes and asked the Tianhu aside.

"Ask God's spirit, indeed, it has exceeded a thousand feet, and it has reached a thousand and two hundred feet!"

Tianhu's eyes flashed a smug glance.

In her heart, Mo Qingqing always had a kind of anger. Now Mo Qingtian is clearer than Mo Qingqing, which makes her feel proud in an instant.

"One thousand and two hundred feet?"

"Ask Brother Tian's soul, it has reached 1,200 feet?"

"This ... this is impossible!"

"His cultivation is a perfect condition for the Emperor!"

Hearing that, Mo Qingqing was stunned and almost fell to the ground.

What's more, she thought she had heard it wrong.

You know, the saints in the perfect state of heaven are not more than a thousand feet, but in front of you, ask the sky. When you are a perfect emperor, you have more than a thousand feet.

This makes Mo Qingqing's mind not shocked?

"how?"

"Don't you believe me, or do you believe in asking Brother Tian's strength?"

Looking at Mo Qingqing's impressive face, a smile appeared in the corner of Tianhu's mouth, a cough, and his face was cold.

"How could I not believe you, as to ask Brother Tian, ​​let alone say!"

"It's just that since ancient times, I have never heard that it can't be repaired to the Emperor's realm.

"Ask Brother Tian, ​​I'm afraid it's the first person from ancient times to the present!"

In Mo Qingqing's look, he still had a little bit of concealment.

"Ask Brother Tian for the horror, but you and I can't compare!"

"This war, ask Brother Tian will win!"

Suddenly, it seemed to be remembering something. The look of Tianhu suddenly became serious.

Looking at the void, his eyes were dignified.

"Ok!"

"Ask Brother Tian, ​​we will win this war!"

Mo Qingqing's voice was even more confident.

Immediately, Mo Qingqing's eyes also looked at the void. Their eyes didn't blink, they seemed to be afraid of missing something.

"Booming ..."

And at this moment, in the void, Mo Wentian's 1,200 sacred spirit had already shrouded toward Yitian.

"This ... is this impossible?"

"Your boy's cultivation, isn't it the emperor's perfect condition?"

With Mo Wentian's spirit, he fell down towards Yitian, his eyes widened a lot.

In his eyes, it was incredible.

Had it not been for the twentieth-century soul of Mo Wentian that he had seen with his own eyes, he would not have believed it. When he was cultivated in the emperor's consummation, the spirit was beyond the thousands.

At this moment, Yitianlai's heart also raised a bad feeling.

You know, although his cultivation has reached the early state of the emperor, his spirit is only a thousand feet.

If his cultivation is not promoted by elixir, his spirits can still be improved, but his spirits are ascended by elixir.

His soul has just reached a thousand feet.

Although his spirit is only two hundred feet away from Mo Wentian's spirit, there is a world of difference in strength.

"Old miscellaneous, nothing is impossible with Bendi!"

"The emperor's cultivation is indeed only the perfect condition of the emperor, but the spirit of the emperor has reached 1,200 feet!"

The cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian looked at Yitian, and said with arrogance.

"Tear ..."

As soon as Mo Wentian's voice fell, a voice that tore the void came.

Immediately, he saw the man shrouded in black robe descending from the void.

This man in black robe is not someone else, it is the man in black robe who reported to Yitian.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed.

"The emperor's perfect cultivation is that the soul has reached 1,200 feet!"

"This person is really a descendant of that person, otherwise it can't be that terrible!"

"This matter, I must sue the adult, this boy must be resolved as soon as possible, and he must not be allowed to become my nemesis in the demon world!"

The eyes of the man in the black robe shrank, his hands lying on both sides were clenched.

"Buzz ..."

The next moment, the man in the black robe did not hesitate at all, and with a movement of his mind, a voice note appeared in his hands.

The man in the black robe transmitted the news of Mo Wentian without any hesitation.

Immediately, the man in the black robe entered the void again.

His eyes were staring at the figure, and he seemed to want to see what was normal from Mo Wentian's body.

"Someone?"

As soon as the man's figure disappeared, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold touch.

He felt a breath, he only felt a little familiar, but for a moment, he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Is it my hallucination!"

But Mo asked to explore around the sky, but found nothing, frowned slightly, and said secretly in his heart.

I ca n’t say why, I always felt that Tian, ​​where did the breath seem to be, but for a while, I could n’t remember.