Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1165 The Identity of the Elder God Bead?

Immediately, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and his hands quickly made countless seals toward Yan Shending.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

However, Mo Wentian has not yet finished refining a pot of elixir.

The thought of the four elders of the cattle tribe that day that Chi Xiao had said had already impersonated him to collect resources in the cities of the Tianni tribe, and would soon find him on his head.

Mo Wentian's face was tightly frowned, and in his eyes there was a touch of coldness.

"There are still so many fourth-level elixir spirits in it. If it is refined in this way, the efficiency is too slow!"

Suddenly, it seemed to remember something. In the eyes of Mo Wentian, Han Mang flickered endlessly.

"Man can have countless avatars. I wonder if this refining elixir can be made in multiple furnaces at the same time!"

The next moment, in the eyes of Mo Wentian, a dazzling light came up suddenly.

Thinking about it like this, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and quickly made countless seals to Yan Shen Ding.

However, with Mo Wentian ’s one-by-one Indian tactics, only one Yan Shen Ding exists in the hall, and the Yan Shen Ding is only refining in a furnace of elixir, it seems that there is no reason for Mo Wen This one by one, and any changes occur.

"Boy, you're trying to separate the pots!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian's mind sounded the voice of an old man.

The old man's voice was extremely familiar.

"Buzz ..."

Immediately, in the mind of Mo Wentian, a phantom of an old man appeared. The old man was not someone else, but the old man in the **** bead.

"Smelting alchemy?"

"Senior, do you know the method of refining alchemy?"

After hearing the words, Mo Wentian took a moment's notice, and when he turned back, there was a touch of light in his eyes, and he asked quickly.

"Boy, this alchemy is just a piece of cake for me!"

"But for you? That's hard to say!"

The voice of the old **** bead came again, but when it came to Mo Wentian, the voice of the old **** bead was instantly lowered.

"Not good for me?"

"Senior Pearl, now that you know the method of refining the alchemy, no matter what the difficulties, I am willing to learn!"

"Also please enlighten me!"

Listening to the words of the old man of Shenzhu, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a very cold cold mang.

But the next moment, what seemed to come to mind, Mo Wentian said with a firm face.

"Boy, you want to learn, this is not to be able to teach you!"

"But this seat teaches you not for free, this seat is conditional!"

It was said that in the eyes of the old man of Shenzhu, there was a very bright light.

In fact, this method of refining the alchemy is very clear to the old man of Shenzhu. This is not difficult for Mo Wentian.

"What conditions?"

Mo Wentian is almost a subconscious blurt.

"The conditions of this seat are very simple. After you have finished refining these elixirs, let this seat absorb your strength once!"

The corner of the old man's mouth slightly lifted, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

"Absorb my strength?"

"Okay, senior, I promise you!"

After hearing the words, Mo Wentian hesitated for a moment, and agreed with a firm face.

It is not the first time for this old man of God beads to devour his power, and it is already the third time for him to put forward such a condition if he asks the wrong words.

As long as the predecessor of the **** bead taught him how to smelt alchemy, so that he could quickly refining all these elixir, the **** bead would devour his power.

Although Mo Wentian didn't know the identity of the old **** bead, but Mo Wutian firmly believed in his heart that the old **** bead would definitely not harm him!

"Boy, this is the third time you owe me!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian agreed, the curvature of the mouth of the old man of Shenzhu became more intense.

"Senior Pearl, Bendi speaks the best!"

The powerful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.

"Ok!"

Hearing that, Shen Zhu nodded with satisfaction.

"Boy, now Bendi will teach you the method of refining the alchemy!"

The next moment, the old man of Shenzhu seemed to remember something, and his expression became serious instantly.

"So thank you, Senior Shenzhu!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a beam of joy, and he said quickly.

"Boy, I only teach this one once, you have to be optimistic!"

"Smelting Alchemy!"

The sound of cold drinking sounded, and I saw Mo Wentian's mind, the old man of the **** bead shot instantly.

Both hands changed rapidly, and each one of them was shot instantly.

Seeing this, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate in the slightest, learning the appearance of the old **** bead in his mind, and hitting one by one against the **** Yan Ding.

With each of his Indian tactics hitting, Mo Wentian's mind, in front of the old man of Shenzhu, did not change at all.

But in front of Mo Wentian, there was a change in the flame of God.

"This ... what's going on?"

"Isn't this king-level perfect artifact, the Yan God Ding, only one in the entire ancient relics? Why did the Emperor's shot come up with nine Yan God Ding?"

"No, not nine. It seems that the number of Yan Shen Ding is still increasing!"

"Look, there are already ten, eleven ..."

...

Mo Wentian's whole body, Xiao Jinghen, Fan Zeng, etc., looked at the scene in the void, their eyes could not help but widen, their eyes were full of impressive looks.

Such a scene, even for them, has never been seen before.

Not to mention that they have seen it, even if they have heard it, they have never heard of it. How can they not be surprised?

"Really!"

"There have really been multiple sages!"

The sound of exclaiming came, Mo Wentian quickly looked into the void.

Looking at the ever-increasing number of Yan Di Ding in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes rose with a very bright light.

Mo Wentian's heart was even more delighted.

"Boy, this can only be divided into eighty-one tripods!"

"This seat should teach you everything, I have taught you all, remember that you promised this seat!"

Suddenly, the voice of the old **** bead sounded again.

Having said that, the figure of the old man of Shenzhu was blurred in Mo Wentian's mind.

However, within a few breaths, the phantom of the old **** bead completely disappeared into Mo Wentian's mind.

"senior……"

After hearing the words, Mo Wentian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the words had to be said in the future.

"Senior Pearl is too casual!"

No matter how he shouted, Shen Zhu had no response. Mo Wentian smiled helplessly and shook his head.

This old man of God beads always appears at the most critical moment, Mo Wentian needs him most.

This makes Mo Wentian's heart more and more firm. This old man of God beads is definitely not someone who will hurt him!