Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 2459 the soul is too low

At this moment, the breath of Mo Qiu's body quickly soared.

It looked like that next moment, Mo Qiu was about to attack Hanlong.

"You want to kill me too?"

"You think you killed me, you can win a lot of cultivation resources in the Shentian Mountain Range?"

"If you kill me, don't even want to win the peerless cultivation resources!"

Hearing Mo Qiu's words, Han Long's eyes fell on Mo Qiu's body, and an unbearable anger rose in the depths of his eyes.

It's just that this cold dragon didn't make a move. Mo Wentian was a warrior with only the early days of the Emperor of Heaven, and he couldn't even fight.

At this moment, but there are several disciples of the gods and heavens, if they shoot, he will undoubtedly die.

Although his Hanlong clan was in the hands of Qin Tianjie, he himself wanted to survive.

Hanlong also knew a little bit about the things they had come to experience in the Shentian Mountain Range in various worlds, and knew that the purpose of their coming to experience was to seize the cultivation resources, especially the peerless cultivation resources.

Thinking about it this way, Han Long pulled out this peerless cultivation resource.

"If you kill you, you won't be able to take away a lot of cultivation resources? Don't even want to take away peerless cultivation resources?"

"Han Long, it seems that you really know a lot about us!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian stepped forward, looking at Hanlong, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly.

I have to say that this cold dragon is still quite smart, he knows that their various worlds are competing for this cultivation resource.

He said that, Mo Wentian really wouldn't behead him.

After all, this peerless cultivation resource is very important to them. Originally, Mo Wentian didn't want to kill the cold dragon.

It's okay not to kill the cold dragon, but it's okay to subdue the cold dragon.

"Boss, this cold dragon is really hateful!"

"He even used cultivation resources to threaten us, I don't believe it anymore, we can't take away that peerless cultivation resource after killing him!"

Han Long's words completely angered Xiao Jiao.

At this moment, the aura on Xiao Jiao's body rapidly soared, and the terrifying Long Wei spread out from Xiao Jiao's body.

"Little Jiao, kill this cold dragon, I am confident that I will seize more training resources, and I am still confident to seize that peerless cultivation resource!"

"But we have to take these, it must consume a lot!"

"We can't take away the cultivation resources with great difficulty, and our strength consumes a lot, then let the people of Qin Tianjie take advantage of it!"

The icy voice sounded, and an extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

In Mo Wentian's heart, it was not that he hadn't thought about slaying this cold dragon, but if the cold dragon said that he knew about the cultivation resources in the Shentian Mountains, Mo Wentian really did not doubt.

After all, this is a life-saving means Hanlong used.

If this cold dragon didn't understand the cultivation resources, he wouldn't be so confident.

"Boss, what do you plan to do with this cold dragon?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed a faint light and said in a deep voice.

"How to deal with it?"

"This cold dragon will subdue him first. If he wants to survive, he must obey the emperor's words!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely cold.

"Boss..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

"Han Long, since you say so, this emperor doesn't want to kill you!"

"The emperor gives you a chance to submit to the emperor!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, looking at Han Long, said coldly.

"Give me a chance to surrender you?"

"Humans, do you think I will surrender to you if a cultivation base is just a human being in the early days of the Emperor of Heaven?"

"If I surrender to you, I'm afraid it's my cold dragon clan in the monster beast race, don't even think about raising your head!"

Han Long looked at Mo Wentian, a complicated gaze flashed in his eyes, and said quickly.

At this moment, Han Long's heart was even more determined, not to submit to Mo Wentian.

"is it?"

"The emperor wants to see if your bones are as hard as your mouth!"

Mo Wentian looked at Hanlong, his expression instantly cold.

At this moment, there was a cold chill on Mo Wentian's body, even more spreading from Mo Wentian's body.

"Buzz..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in the void.

"God, suppress!"

With an anger, Mo Wentian unfolded his spirit directly.

The one thousand and two hundred zhang souls shrouded directly towards Hanlong's soul.

"One thousand two hundred feet of soul?"

"This... how is this possible? Isn't your cultivation level limited to the realm of the emperor? Your soul has reached 1,200 feet?"

With the suppression of Mo Wentian's soul, Hanlong's body instantly crawled to the ground.

Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of shock.

You know, Mo Wentian's cultivation is only in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, but Mo Wentian's spirit has reached 1,200 feet.

Although the cultivation base of Hanlong is comparable to that of the Heavenly Emperor's Consummation, Hanlong's spirit is not a thousand feet.

In front of Mo Wentian's thousand and two hundred zhang souls, how could Han Long not be surprised?

"One thousand and two hundred zhang's spirit? Mo Wentian, this kid is really an evildoer. His cultivation is only in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, and his spirit reaches one thousand and two hundred zhang!"

"My cultivation base has reached the realm of Heavenly Sage, and my soul has only broken through to 1,200 zhang!"

"Mo Wentian, this kid is too enchanting, Lord Shenzhu is interested in him, not just choosing him casually, but he has real strength!"

"One thousand and two hundred feet of soul, how could this Hanlong bear it? I watched Hanlong if he didn't surrender to Mo Wentian today, what is waiting for him is dead!"

"Mo Wentian really surprises us more and more. I think it is the wisest decision to let him be our leader!"

...

But at this moment, the disciples of the gods began to discuss.

They looked at Mo Wentian, and it was even more impressive.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe that Mo Wentian's strength was so terrifying.

At this moment, in their hearts, they were even very fortunate that they obeyed Mo Qiu's words and asked Mo Wentian to enter the Shentian Mountain Range with them to experience.

"Hanlong, surrender!"

With an angry cry, Mo Wentian's 1,200-zhang soul, directly suppressed it.

At this moment, Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, like a peerless king.

At the same time, Mo Wentian, a king-like coercion spread even more.

The aura on Mo Wentian's body was even more terrifying.

"what……"

"Do not……"

...

And at the moment when Mo Wentian's 1,200-zhang soul was suppressed, Han Long screamed instantly.

Hanlong's spirit is not comparable to Mo Wentian, how can he stand Mo Wentian's 1200 zhang spirit.

"Slave God Seal!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian let out a cold cry, and quickly slapped one by one with his hands.

As each of the seal tactics were printed, a slave character appeared in the void.

Above this slave word, a series of simple and boundless breaths spread out.

Immediately, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and with a wave of his hands, the slave **** seal fell directly toward Hanlong's eyebrows.

"what……"

"Do not……"

...

The screams resounded again, and I saw the figure of Hanlong rolling on the ground, as if he was suffering tremendous pain at this moment.

"Mo Wentian, do you want to suppress this cold dragon forcibly?"

Mo Qiu walked towards Mo Wentian, his expression indifferent.

"It is best to suppress and subdue the cold dragon first, this cold dragon is still useful!"

The icy voice sounded, and an extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.