Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1367: It's Time To Come

"Master, you can rest assured!"

"Our monsters in the Tianji Mountains, or the ancients, cannot get out of the Tianji Mountains without the consent of the owner of the Tianji Mountains. Not to mention being able to go out and hurt the Kingdom of Heaven! "

At this moment, the little black snake's eyes flashed, and he said quickly.

"Don't want to go out of this heavenly mountain without the consent of the owner of this heavenly mountain?"

"Little black snake, do you mean that you have been staying in this heavenly mountain range, but it is not what you want?"

Looking at the little black snake, Xiao Yan's eyes were full of horror.

"Yes, this heavenly mountain is under our control!"

The look of the little black snake suddenly dimmed.

"Xiaohei, what would happen if you left this heavenly mountain?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and his eyes flashed coldly, and he asked coldly.

"dead!"

"If you can't get out of this heavenly mountain, you will be wiped out!"

At this moment, the body of the little black snake shuddered slightly, and his voice was much lowered.

"Little black snake, you surrendered to the emperor, the emperor will definitely take you out!"

Mo Wentian looked at the little black snake, his eyes were full of firm eyes.

Since the little black snake followed Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian is still very satisfied with the little black snake.

Anyway, this little black snake, Mo Wentian, is going to leave with him.

"Thank you, Lord!"

"but……"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the little black snake's eyes were full of gratitude.

But the next moment, the little black snake seemed to think of something, his eyebrows frowned, and the look on his face was even more dignified.

"But what?"

Mo Wentian watched the momentarily changing look of the little black snake, and subconsciously made his debut.

"Emperor, but our body was still imprinted by the owner of that mountain, and he also set up a barrier at the exit!"

"As long as those of us with the mark go out, that barrier will show a terrible and boundless power, and under that power, even the Emperor's successful power will be beheaded!"

Hearing that the little black snake said without hesitation.

Just talking about the barrier, the little black snake remembered the scene he saw ten thousand years ago, but his eyes blinked constantly.

His body, at this moment, could not help but shrink back a few times.

"Little black snake, don't worry, Bendi said he would take you out of this heavenly mountain range, and he will definitely take you out!"

Mo Wentian listened to the words of the little black snake, and a flash of cold mang flashed in his eyes.

But the next moment, his expression was firm, and he reached out and patted the little black snake on the shoulder, full of shy words.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the little black snake bowed deeply.

"It's getting late!"

"You consolidate and consolidate, as soon as you arrive, we can have things to do!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and there was a touch of light in his eyes, a slight grin on the corner of his mouth, and a smile on his face.

"Boss, why do you want to ask the maiden of the Kunpeng tribe to come to our Youlong Inn and still be alone with you?"

Although Mo Wentian didn't say it originally, Xiaoxi still wanted to know what Mo Wentian thought about the maiden of the Xunpeng family.

"What do you think of the lord you dragon family?"

Listening to Xiao Yan's words, Mo Wentian's radian rising from the corner of his mouth became more intense.

But Mo Motian didn't answer directly, but asked the question back.

"Young Master of the Youlong Race?"

"The talent is still good. His cultivation has reached the peak of the emperor!"

Xiao Yan looked at Mo Wentian, almost blurring out subconsciously.

"But the boss, depending on the relationship between the young master of the Youlong tribe and the saint daughter of the Xunpeng tribe, you will only cause the anger of the young master Dragon to do so!"

"Why are you doing this ..."

And at this moment, Xuantian, who had not spoken for a long time, stretched out her furry claws, scratched her head, and looked puzzled.

"The Emperor is just going to arouse the anger of Master Youlong!"

"Only to arouse the wrath of the Lord Youlong, and everyone's eyes are all focused on this emperor, then you will have the opportunity to go and capture the Youlong Blade!"

"Especially Phantom Sky, your cultivation strength must be improved. To seize this Dragon Blade, I am afraid that you must transform into the Dragon Dragon Emperor of this Dragon Family!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered endlessly.

For the magic of magical sky, Mo Wentian is confident.

As long as the magical sky is sufficient, the magical sky will transform the Youlong Emperor of the Youlong tribe to go and capture the Youlongblade, of course, it will save a lot of trouble.

"Boss, according to my current practice, I am afraid that it will be difficult to embody the half-step emperor's successful Yulong Emperor. I am afraid it is a bit difficult!"

Hearing the words, the magical sky's expression suddenly dimmed. Looking at Mo Wentian, his face was incomprehensible.

"Here are ten soul spar and fifty strains of mid-level fifth-grade spirit grass Longdan grass. You have refined all of them, and you can definitely improve your cultivation!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian moved. Ten soul crystals and fifty rhododendrons appeared in front of the magic sky.

"Thank you, boss!"

Looking at the soul spar and dragon dan grass in front of me, in addition to thank Xuan Tian, ​​I really don't know what to say.

"Magic sky, you first enter the cultivation practice in Wentiange, and wait for your breakthrough to come out!"

Looking at the magic sky, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly.

"Okay, boss!"

Responding, Magic Sky went directly into Wentiange without any hesitation.

And as the magical sky enters the Wentian Pavilion, there is only Mo Wentian and the black snake in the place.

Time flies fast, and midnight is coming soon.

"Woohoo ..."

Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

"It's almost time, it's time to come!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flinched, and a touch of cold coldness passed.

"Boss, I have felt countless breaths coming towards our upper and upper bedrooms!"

At this moment, Xiao Yan seemed to find something, and said with vigilance.

"As expected!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent, and there was no slight fluctuation in his eyes.

As if countless warriors came, he had expected it.

"boom……"

Suddenly, a violent sound came, among the spiritual knowledge of Mo Wentian, a colorful sedan came in an instant.

"Xiao Xun, little black snake, this emperor will stay in this room for a while with the saint of the Kunpeng tribe. You are all guarded outside. If there is anything, you will immediately tell the emperor!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed, looking at Xiao Yan and the little black snake, he said coldly.