Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1743: The Dread of The Eight-armed Ape

"Are these millions of years of seniors the same?"

At this moment, Mo Wentian could not help but another figure emerged.

This figure is the old man of God beads.

"Senior Pearl, where have you been?"

"how are you now?"

When thinking of the old man of Shenzhu, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a complex and incomparable light, the secret way in his heart.

"Boy, I'm really sorry, I forgot!"

At this moment, the old man of ancient books smiled awkwardly.

"Predecessors of ancient books, thank you for your reminder!"

Listening to the old man of the ancient book, Mo Wentian returned to God instantly, with a flash of light in his eyes and a sincere expression on his face.

"Boy, get your things done quickly. There can't be too much in this palace. You'd better take away what your boy wants, then leave!"

The next moment, it seemed to be remembering something. In the eyes of the old man of ancient books, there was a flash of light.

"Take what I want and leave?"

"Old books, do you mean there is danger in this palace?"

After hearing the words, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a doubt, and his expression became serious instantly.

"Boy, you'll know something!"

After groaning for a while, the voice of the old man from the ancient books came slowly.

Just from the voice of the old man of ancient books, a premonition arises from the question of the sky. In this palace, it must be not simple.

Otherwise, the old man of ancient books would not say so.

"Ancient book seniors ..."

Listening to the old man of the ancient book, Mo Wentian opened his mouth, but he still wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Regardless, since the old predecessors let me solve it quickly, then I will solve it quickly!"

Nana whispered in her mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate, the figure flashed, standing proudly in the void, looking at the eight-armed ape, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a complex eye.

The old man of ancient books said that the spirit of the eight-armed ape was only 800 feet, but his spirit was another thousand feet.

Although there is only a difference of two hundred feet, there is a big difference in the power of the soul.

It can be said that Mo Wentian wanted repression simply.

"Boy, you ..."

"What do you want to do?"

Looking at Mo Wentian Aoli, in the void, a bad premonition arose in the heart of the octopus.

He couldn't tell why, at this moment his body was shaking.

"What do you want?"

"If you don't surrender, that emperor will let you directly!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's power was rolling.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's breath quickly skyrocketed.

The strength of the eight-armed ape is really good. Conquering this person is of great help to his strength to eat the gods.

After all, his strength at the moment is too low in his Devouring Heaven world.

If there is a gibbous ape, a powerful man in the later days of the Supreme Master, this is naturally different, at least it can help him solve some problems.

Thinking this way, Mo Wentian secretly made up his mind.

"Submit me directly?"

"Boy, I think you are dreaming!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, in the eyes of the gibbons, the anger soared, and the momentum on his body increased sharply.

That being said, but the heart of the octopus was trembling at this moment.

He always felt that it was not easy to ask questions.

The figure of the octopus flickered, leaving the rest with an arm, **** toward Mo Wentian.

But deep in his eyes, there was a complex light.

"If you say that the Emperor forced you to suppress you with a spirit, what would you say?"

Seems to be thinking of something, Mo Wentian looked at the octopus ape, his eyes became indifferent and changed the topic.

"Forcibly suppress me with spirits?"

The octopus was slightly surprised.

At this moment, a bad hunch arose in the heart of the octopus.

In front of Mo Wentian, it seems that he is no longer a warrior in the middle of the emperor, but a peerless strongman, at least the existence he is looking up to.

This figure, at this moment, made him feel a little fear in his heart.

"If you don't take the initiative to surrender, that's no wonder the Emperor!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes fell cold.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's one thousand feet of spirit, shone toward the eight-armed ape in an instant.

"Soul!"

"Suppression!"

The cultivation of the eight-armed ape, although he has reached the later stage of Tianzun, but his spirit is only 800 feet, and the spirit of 800 feet is still not enough in front of Mo Wentian.

"Booming ..."

As Mo Wentian's spirit moved towards the octopus, the six arms of the octopus released instantly.

"boom……"

Suddenly, the octopus on the opposite side did not even have the slightest resistance, and his knees were soft and he knelt directly on the ground.

The next moment, a bang, his entire body was actually suppressed directly on the ground.

There was blood in his mouth and he looked at Mo Wentian, and in the eyes of the octopus ape, he was even more shocked.

"you……"

"How can your soul power be so strong?"

At this moment, the Octopus shuddered.

The soul of Mo Wentian reached a thousand feet, which was beyond the expectation of the octopus.

You know, the average emperor's realm warrior, even if Xiuwei has reached the emperor's perfection, the spirit is only five or six hundred feet.

But in front of Mo Wentian, the cultivation is not in the middle of the Emperor's mid-term situation, but his soul has reached a thousand feet.

This is two hundred feet higher than his spirit.

In front of Mo Wentian, his spirit of eight hundred feet did not even have the slightest resistance.

Do not ask the sky's spirit so strong, which makes the Octopus's heart not shocked?

"The Emperor gave you a chance, and you didn't surrender!"

"Don't you really think that you are the opponent of this emperor?"

Looking at the eight-armed ape, Mo Wentian said with a cold face.

"Boy, you ..."

It was okay not to say this to Mo Wentian. When this word came out, the octopus ape's heart was full of anger.

At the same time, the gibbous body of the octopus was struggling madly, and he wanted to break away from the shackles of Mo Wutian.

But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it. It seemed that the power of this soul locked him in general.

"In the presence of the Emperor, either be your own person or be dead!"

The icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were terribly cold, almost freezing people.

"Be yourself? Or become dead?"

"Boy, you are too arrogant!"

"Do you know who I am?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the body of the octopus shivered.