Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1901: Outsmart

"Who knows what you want to enter the treasure house?"

"Boy, you are really arrogant. My turtle is alive now, a million years ago, but no one has ever dared to talk to me like this, your boy is the first!

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, in the eyes of the turtle statue, there is no limit to killing.

At the same time, a terrifying Xiao Xiaoqi spread from the turtle statue.

"I am honored!"

"Old tortoise, I think if you are a little bit more acquainted with you, you just roll away quickly, don't block the way of the emperor!"

"Otherwise, don't blame this emperor!"

Looking at the turtle statue, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold mang, and his voice was extremely cold.

This day, the treasure house of the underworld, he will quickly take it down.

The Lord of the Ming Hai may return this day, and now Mo Qingqing and Tian Hu are still in the Ming Hai.

What's more, there are people who rely on Heaven Realm and Yu Tianjie. If they let them know that they are in the heavenly sea, they will chase quickly.

At this moment, Mo Wentian just wanted to quickly **** the treasure house of the underworld of the day and go back to eat the gods.

"Get away?"

"Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"

"When I was in your realm, your kid was not born yet, how dare you speak to this seat now!"

"If I don't slay you today, I will condense my true body when I am old, I am afraid I have no face to mingle in the underworld on this day!"

When Mo Wentian said this, the turtle was always completely angry.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the killing in his eyes rose even more.

Immediately, the figure of the old turtle flickered and disappeared into the void.

When it reappeared, it turned into a huge tortoise with a bright light shining on the shell.

"Boy, die!"

A cold chirp sounded.

I saw the turtle's old head shrink in directly, and then, the figure slammed into Mo Wentian quickly. He seemed to want to smash Mo Wentian into pieces.

"not good!"

"This old turtle turned out to want to do his strongest move, and wanted to attack me with his body!"

Watching the old Turtle bumping towards himself, Mo Wentian's heart raised a bad hunch.

This turtle is not an ordinary turtle in front of him, but he has been practicing for a million years.

The tortoise's physique is inherently terrible, not to mention the turtle that has cultivated for so long.

Although his physique has broken through to the peak of the sixth-floor Kowloon Eucharist, Mo Wentian has an intuition. With his current physique, he still can't stop the old turtle.

"boom……"

But at this moment, the speed of the turtle old reached its limit, and it hit directly towards Mowentian.

"The Kowloon Eucharist!"

Looking at this, Mo Wentian knew that it was impossible to avoid it.

A cold drink immediately called out the Kowloon Eucharist.

"Roar ..."

Nine dragons, connected end to end, surround Mo Wentian's whole body, and all the bright golden lights rise from afar. From afar, Mo Wentian looks like a dragon, and the power of his body is immense.

"What is this kid's physique?"

"How could Longwei be so strong?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Gui Lao's eyes rose with a touch of astonishment.

"No matter how strong it is, it will not be my opponent!"

The next moment, it seemed to be remembering something, and Gui Gui's eyes flashed a faint light.

At this moment, Guilao was even more confident.

Immediately, the old turtle didn't hesitate at all, and the figure flashed, and rammed toward Mo Wentian.

"boom……"

In the void, a fierce collision came.

A figure flew upside down.

The figure that flew out was not someone else, it was Mo Wentian.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

For a while, Mo Wentian's breath fluctuated and his face paled.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

And at this moment, in Tiange, the voices of Xiaoyan and Huantian came.

Xiao Yan and Xuan Tian were even more worried.

"The Emperor is okay!"

Mo Wentian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and said indifferently.

"Boy, your cultivation is really only the emperor's perfection?"

"Why is your physique so strong?"

"An impact that blocked me was just a minor injury!"

Looking at Mo Wentian stood up, Gui old figure flashed, and fell in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, it was difficult to hide the shocking words in his eyes.

"So strong!"

"If it were me, I wouldn't be the opponent of Dharma protection!"

At this moment, Longyou, not far away, also returned from the shock of surprise, looking at Mo Wentian, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Long You knew that Mo Wentian's strength was good, but he did not expect that Mo Wentian's strength was so strong.

"The emperor's cultivation is the completeness of the emperor you have discovered!"

"Old tortoise, I don't think you should fight anymore. You wake up once every 100,000 years, why don't you wake up next time?"

"If this Emperor guesses right, it won't be long before your true body condenses!"

The next moment, it seemed to be remembering something. Mo Wentian looked at the old turtle with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth and raised a radian path.

"It won't be long before the real body can condense?"

"Boy, how did you know?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, Guilao was stunned for a while, then looked back and asked with a look of awe.

"The Emperor knows a lot!"

"You don't need how Bendi knew it!"

"What's the suggestion of the Emperor? You only woke up once in 100,000 years. Now you are obediently returning to the turtle statue. You don't know what to do.

The radian rising from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became richer.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"If I didn't kill you today, I wouldn't be the protector of the Underworld this day!"

When Mo Wentian said this, Gui Gui's heart was bound to kill.

At the same time, the breath on my body is skyrocketing.

Immediately, the old turtle didn't hesitate at all, and the figure flashed again, hitting Mo Wentian again.

At this moment, the breath of the old Turtle was ten times stronger than before.

"Again?"

"I can't be hit by him like this, and then hit again, it must be me!"

Watching the old turtle hit him again, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex light.

"Buzz ..."

And just as Mo Wentian was doing nothing, a figure appeared in Wen Tiange.

The figure that appeared was not others, but the old man of ancient books.

"Boy, don't hit him hard!"

"The strongest turtle is his shell!"

The voice of the old man in ancient books is extremely dignified.

"Seniors in ancient books, I don't hit him, what should I do?

Listening to the old man from the ancient books, Mo asked the world subconsciously.

"Boy, your power is not growing!"

"Why not spread out the spirit and explore the spirit of this old turtle!"

In the eyes of the old man of ancient books, there was a touch of light.

"Soul?"

"That's right, this old tortoise only has a spirit!"

"If my spirit is strong, I want to suppress him, it is easy!"

Wen Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes, a touch of bright light rose.

"Buzz ..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian went straight to the soul without any hesitation.

And at the moment when the soul was unfolding, the old ghost of the turtle was also present in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Only eight hundred feet?"

Nana whispered in her mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of magnificence.

The old turtle in front of him, repaired to achieve the perfection of Tianzun, but the spirit is only eight hundred feet, Mo asks the corner of the mouth, can not help but raise a touch of arc.