Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1472 Origin

"The Kowloon Eucharist has broken to its peak!"

Nana whispered in her mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes burst into a fine light.

But the next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, his eyes fell on the figure in the distance.

The figure in the distance punched in the hand towards Mo Wentian.

With this man's fist shot, the barrier set by the old man of Shenzhu shuddered.

As if the next moment, it will be cracked.

"Boy, let's go if you break!"

"I won't be able to hold on any longer!"

At this moment, the voice of the old Shenzhu urgency came.

"Little sister, magic sky, go!"

Wen Yan, Mo Wentian hurriedly whispered towards Xiao Yan and Huan Tian.

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and the figure flickered and disappeared in place.

Xiao Yan and Magic Sky saw this, and the figure flashed, and quickly followed.

Watching Mo Wentian and Xiaoxi and others leave safely, the old man of Shenzhu was relieved.

"boom……"

But at this moment, a cracking voice came, and the barrier exploded directly.

A terrible fist, coming towards the old man of God Pearl instantly.

The punch came so fast that the old Shenzhu wanted to step back, but it was too late.

You can only hit with one punch, welcoming towards that punch.

"boom……"

A violent sound came, and the figure of the old man of Shenzhu flew straight out.

"puff……"

A bite of blood squirted out of the old man of the **** bead.

The old man's face paled instantly.

The original phantom of the old **** bead gradually cleared, at this moment, it also became blurred, as if the next moment, the figure of the old **** bead would disappear.

"Heavenly man, you wait for this seat!"

"It won't be a few days, it's your death. This seat can't kill you for a while, but someone will kill you for this seat!"

The next moment, it seemed to be remembering something. In the eyes of the old man of Shenzhu, there was a cold coldness.

Looking at the voice of the distant Tianji Mountain Master, the old man of Shenzhu, was extremely cold.

After that, the figure of the old man of God Pearl flashed and disappeared into the void.

"Good old man?"

"Who is this person?"

"Is he the old kid of the Protoss?"

Stupidly, the owner of Tianji Mountain, who had come back to God, had a look of memories in his eyes.

For the familiar title of Tianji Laoer, only one person has ever called him that way, although the figure that just confronted him was enveloped in a black robe.

But this man's words revealed his identity.

Soon, the owner of the Tianji Mountains had already guessed the identity of the old **** bead.

"Old boy, good!"

"One hundred thousand years ago, you and this seat were fighting for the Dragon Dragon Sky Map. You were jointly killed by this seat and the beast owner, leaving the spirit to escape!"

"And you also let this seat, you can no longer take the Dragon Dragon Sky Map, leave this ancient relic!"

"I didn't expect to meet you here. The path of the enemy is narrow. This time, I will never let you go anyway!"

The icy voice rang through the valley.

In the eyes of the owner of the Tianji Mountains, a terrible killing intention burst out.

Especially remembering the battle 100,000 years ago, the owner of the Tianji Mountains clenched his hands into fists, his nails sank into the flesh, and the slight blood dripped down.

At the same time, a terrible and overwhelming power spread to the surroundings.

"This is the power of the owner of the Tianji Mountains!"

"What's going on? The Heavenly Mountain Master seems to be angry!"

"This power is really terrible. Quickly stay away from here and continue to stay. I must die!"

"Who is it that has caused such anger at the owner of the Tianji Mountains?"

...

In an instant, tens of thousands of feet away, countless warriors, feeling the terrible and boundless power, immediately made a noise.

Some warriors who have been lowered have blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, while those who are higher have a pale face instantly.

That looks like it is under tremendous coercion.

The next moment, countless warriors, like escape, headed towards the middle and outer regions.

At the moment, Mo Wentian arrived in the inner area. Listening to the sound of the discussion and feeling the coercion, Mo Wutian's eyes flashed a complex and incomparable light.

Immediately, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, stepped forward, and quickly headed for Zhongyu.

For a moment, there was almost no human being in the entire inner domain.

"Boy, wait for me!"

Just then, a thick voice came to the ear of Mo Wentian.

"Senior Pearl!"

"you……"

After hearing the words, Mo Wentian turned his head and looked at the incomparably weak old man of Shenzhu. Mo Wentian was a little worried.

"Boy, let me enter the Asking Pavilion!"

"Find a place to restore this seat!"

A glimmer of cold mang flashed in the old man's eyes, a cold voice.

Listening to the words of the old man of Shenzhu, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. As soon as his mind moved, the figure of the old man of Shenzhu disappeared.

When he reappeared, the figure of the old man of Shenzhu had appeared in Wentiange.

Asked in the pavilion, the breath on the old man of Shenzhu was extremely weak.

The phantom of the old **** bead is now dim, as if the next moment, it will be disillusioned.

"Senior Pearl, absorb my strength!"

"Resume your cultivation!"

Feeling the old man's injury, Mo Wentian said quickly.

"Boy, this seat has been seriously injured. You don't need a little bit to let this seat absorb your strength!"

The old man of Shenzhu did not immediately start, but raised his eyes, and the corner of his mouth cracked a radian.

"No matter how old you are, you will be willing!"

"If you didn't help Bendi, you wouldn't be like this!"

Mo Wentian's brow tightened into a ball, his face was full of dignity.

"Your boy, I'm not mistaken for you, I'm a serious person!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the arc of the mouth of the old man of Shenzhu was widening.

In the eyes of Mo Wentian, there was a touch of appreciation.

"The owner of this heavenly mountain range must not be chasing it!"

"Senior Pearl, don't be late, let's get started!"

After glancing behind, no one followed, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged and said quietly.

"Boy ..."

Watching Mo Wentian sit down so refreshingly, there was a strange light in the eyes of the old man of Shenzhu.

The old **** bead opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Xiaoyu, Magic Sky, you protect the law for the emperor!"

"If anyone comes, notify Bendi!"

And the next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and there was a cold chill in his eyes, a cold voice.