Devouring Heaven Sword God

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"Purple Emperor ..."

"broken!"

A cold drink, Mo Wentian, a purple awn rose to the sky, the next moment.

Mo Wentian's breath, rapid changes, a more terrible breath.

Spread from Mo Wentian's body.

"Heaven and Earth!"

In Mo Wentian's mind, every message appeared, the next realm of Zidi Zhenshen.

It is the source of heaven and earth, the corresponding level, and the realm of false gods!

"The source of heaven and earth, absorb the source of heaven and earth, use the source to wash away impurities from the body, so that the body fits the heaven and earth more, and understands the heaven and earth road!

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, and a bright light rose from his eyes.

"Heaven and Earth, the beginning!"

"Buzz ..."

The air of Jiuyou was shaking in Mo Wentian's body, and the breath of Mo Wentian's body.

Slowly stabilized and consolidated in the early days of Heaven and Earth Source!

"Boss, you broke through too!"

Xiao Yan, looking at Mo Wentian with surprise, his body broke through, now Mo Wentian.

Although Xiu Wei is still in the realm of sword emperor, Mo Wentian's strength continues to grow.

"Now, my combat power is comparable to that of a puppet **** of seven or eight!"

"I have no fear of dispatching the Devouring Sword, the top pseudo-god strong!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the light skyrocketed. If Mo Wen Tian started, there were still some false gods who were afraid of the peak.

Now Mo Wentian has enough confidence.

From the pinnacle of the false **** strong left calmly!

But if you meet the sword **** strong ...

"The sword **** is the real strong!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and fell into cultivation again, O God of Swords, it was the land of sword gods.

The most terrible existence, with the present Mo Wentian, wants to compete with the sword **** strong.

It's too difficult!

"I want to fight against the pseudo-god strong, unless my cultivation is ..."

"Reach the pinnacle of the false god!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a flash of light, the sword god, was too strong, it was already.

Beyond the terrible existence of the sword gods continent, even if Mo Wentian has the gods to eat.

It is also extremely difficult to fight against false gods!

"Continue to practice ..."

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian fell into cultivation again.

Not far away, Xiaoyan.

Also plunged into cultivation.

Time passed slowly, and the entire Jiuyou Palace also quieted down.

Numerous disciples of Jiuyou Palace are racing against time, waiting for the opening of Jiuyou List.

Two months time passed again.

"Nine days left from Jiuyoubang!"

In the hall of Xuanfeng, Mo Bai's eyes looked a little bit of anticipation.

It has been three months, and Mo Bai is looking forward to it.

To what extent.

"Xiaobai, I guess Brother Mo will enter the realm of false gods this time!"

The squirrel's head protruded from Mo Baihua's eyes, and his eyes turned slightly.

"False **** ..."

Mo Bai smiled slightly. In the past three months, Mo Bai's own cultivation.

Also promoted from a double pseudo-god to a double pseudo-god, with the help of a cultivation room.

The power of Xuanyuan is rapidly increasing.

"Brother Mo is back ..."

"Brother Mo is back!"

"Brother Mo is out!"

...

At this moment, loud cries suddenly sounded.

Beneath Xuanfeng, I saw Mo Wentian walking towards Xuanfeng with his little sister-in-law.

"Mo Wentian ..."

A joy in Mo Bai's eyes, then the figure flashed ...

Disappeared on Xuanfeng.

"Boss, you are here in the Xuanyuan ..."

"Really popular!"

Xiaoyu, lying on Mo Wentian's shoulders, looked up, and looked at the disciples of Xuanyuan proudly.

That looks as if he is the protagonist!

"welcome……"

Mo Wentian smiled a little, this is not a welcome, but a trade in strength ...

respect!

"If I don't have Jiuxing potential, if I don't help Xuanyuan win the training room ..."

"Then, I'm afraid that even Xuanyuan can't enter!"

In Mo Wentian's mouth, Nana murmured that no matter where she is, talent and strength are the most important.

Only with great strength can we be respected!

"Mo Wentian ..."

An exclamation came, Mo Bai appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"Brother Mobai!"

Do not ask the heavenly ink white, slightly arched.

"Go back and talk!"

Mo Bai smiled a little, with Mo Wentian, disappeared in front of Xuanfeng.

"Mo Wentian ..."

It was not long before Mo Wentian disappeared on Xuanfeng, not far away, three or four figures.

Strange appearance.

"Brother Qiyun, this Mo Wentian, the breath on him is even stronger!"

A man looked at the direction in which Mo Wentian disappeared, his eyes flashed.

"How powerful is this time, Brother Youlong will inevitably win the top spot of Jiuyou. At that time, there will be no doubt that the sky will die, and the mysterious courtyard will never stand up!"

In Qiyun's eyes, Leng proudly boundless.

"Go to the city's main house and tell Brother Youlong the news of Mo Wentian's exit!"

"Yes Yes……"

...

Every figure disappeared quickly.

Above the courtyard.

"Boss, there are a few small mess ..."

"Do you want to fix it?"

In Xiao Yan's eyes, a bit of fierce light flashed, and Xiao Xiao, now repaired, has reached the realm of the triple pseudo-god.

Its combat power is comparable to the seven or eight heavy pseudo-gods.

For Xiao Yan, these nine palaces ...

Now it's the back garden!

"Several bits and pieces ..."

Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Then he said faintly: "Don't worry about these people, the Nine You Bang will open nine days later and enter the shrine, which is our purpose!"

"Jingu ..."

In Xiaoyan's eyes, he was also dignified.

Jiuyou Shrine, but ...

Where there is a strong sword god!

"Brother Mo, your cultivation is ..."

Seems to find something, Mo Brow frowned slightly.

He originally thought that if Mo Wentian entered the cultivation room to practice, at least he could enter the realm of a false god.

But who knows ...

Mo Wentian is still in the realm of sword emperor!

"Brother Mobai ..."

"Take me a punch!"

"boom……"

Looking at the frowning Mo Bai, Mo Wentian made a fist shot, and no sword Yuanli did not work.

Pure power, as if to smash the void!

"This power ..."

In Mo Bai's eyes, he was full of magnificent, pure physical strength, Mo Wentian's fist.

It has reached the level of the pseudo-god realm, which is simply ...

Terrible!

"Brother Mo, you ..."

"With my physique, I have the confidence to smash the three false gods with one punch!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the indifference is boundless, although this punch has not fallen.

But Mo Bai, already knowing its terrible, Mo Wentian's words will never be ...

Scare him!

"Brother Mo, this time the Nine You Bang ..."

"The top list can only be mine!"

Gently glanced at Mo Bai, Mo Wentian turned and walked towards the summit.

"Top of the list ..."

"It can only be mine ..."

Mo Bai whispered in his mouth, behind Mo Bai, a group of Xuanyuan disciples were also excited.

One punch smashed the three pseudo-gods, and Mo Wentian in front of me ...

Who can block in these nine palaces?

"Three months have passed and I don't know the sword **** continent ..."

"How's it going?"

At the peak of Xuanfeng, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged, looking at the rolling Jiuyou River, Mo Wentian's eyes.

The slightest rays of light rose, three months passed, and it was also time ... to go back!