Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 710 Seven Masters?

"Boy, really know the clue of the maiden?"

The three looked at Mo Wentian, with doubts on their faces. After all, their maiden had disappeared. It is now a day since the disciples of Jiuyou clan.

Turned Tiancheng upside down.

But no news was found at all!

Now a man asked Tianpao to know the clues of the maiden. No wonder these people raised doubts in their hearts.

The gate of Jiuyou House.

Mo Wentian leaned leisurely on a pillar. As for the doubts of the three Jiuyou subordinates, Mo Wentian didn't even bother, he did know.

The Fall of the Virgin.

After all, this saint is now in his hands.

But this time he came.

It's not really coming to provide clues.

Exposing yourself.

Mo Wentian came to mix with Jiuyou.

"The Jiuyou clan is a race left in ancient times. The clues in the clan do not know how deep it is. If it can be mixed into their treasure house, wouldn't it ..."

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.

Now, Mo Wentian, Xiu Wei has reached the mid-level.

If it is possible to enter the peak or even complete.

Namo's combat power is bound to skyrocket again.

"Boy, do you really know where my sister is?"

At this moment, a cold and proud voice came and saw a young man walking out of Jiuyou Mansion. The young man looked at Mo Wentian with a contempt in his eyes.

And the breath on his body has reached the perfect condition of the mid-sky position.

"you are?"

Mo Wentian's brow frowned slightly.

He originally thought that the patriarch of the Jiuyou would come out in person, who knew it.

But a yellow-haired kid.

The boy in front of him, although the cultivation is not bad, but the fluctuating atmosphere, Mo Wentian does not need to look at it to know, this boy's cultivation is forcibly improved by elixir.

This combat power, I am afraid that is not comparable to ordinary mid-level military.

"Boy, this is the seventh son of my Jiuyou!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the next person hurriedly said.

"Seven sons?"

Don't ask Tian brow, slightly raised.

Then came to understand.

Emotional boy is the son of the head of the Jiuyou clan and the elder brother of the saint!

"It's the seventh son!"

"Mo Wentian met the seventh son!"

Don't ask the dynasty boy, slightly arched.

"Boy, where is my sister now?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the young boy asked indifferently.

"This one……"

Mo Wentian, a flash of light in his eyes, then whispered: "Seven sons, fish and dragon mixed here, I am afraid ..."

"Miscellaneous?"

The teenager's brow frowned slightly.

Then he chuckled, "You really know ..."

"A clue for my sister?"

"I know, I know!"

Don't ask God, full of confidence.

"Okay, then you come in with me!"

With a cold drink, the teenager walked towards Jiuyou Mansion with Mo Wentian.

"Thank you 7th son!"

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, and immediately followed up.

The two disappeared into the palace.

Entering Jiuyou Mansion, there was a quietness, and the surrounding aura was more intense than the outside. In addition, there were also all around.

The boundless breath.

"So many strong ones!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.

The breath came around.

Although most of them are in the mid-level position, this number is absolutely terrible. At least Mo Wentian has sensed it, no less than dozens of peaks of the mid-level position.

"Fortunately, there was no break!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath. Now Mo Wentian, although he is not afraid of being a strong man in the sky.

But if there are dozens.

Mo Wentian also took a breath.

"Boy, come with me!"

In a delicate courtyard, the boy walked in.

"Meet Master Seven!"

"Meet Master Seven!"

...

With the appearance of teenagers, all the figures in the small courtyard hurriedly saluted.

"You all step back!"

Looking at a group of subordinates, the boy whispered coldly.

"Yes Yes!"

Every figure stood back quickly.

Small courtyard.

It was quiet for a moment.

"Nice little courtyard!"

Mo Wentian's eyes lighted up. In this small courtyard, there was a gathering of spirits. The aura in it was thicker than the other places in Jiuyoufu several times.

Cultivation here is definitely more effective!

"Boy, let's talk now!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the boy asked coldly.

"Say?"

Mo Wentian raised his mouth slightly.

Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to use the patriarch of Jiuyou to mix into these Jiuyou mansions, but Mo Wentian did not expect that the patriarch of Jiuyou had not come.

This boy is here!

Compared to the patriarch, this boy's identity.

It's better!

"This small courtyard is good. Practice it for me ..."

"Not bad!"

Mo Wentian corner of the mouth, a touch of evil laugh spread.

Is Amagi safe?

Of course not safe!

Now the disciples of Jiuyou in Tiancheng are all looking for him to ask Motian, and the last time the city was different, Mowentian is sure, the four elders must have found something.

When you want to leave, it's harder than getting up!

It's not as good as ...

"The most dangerous place is the safest place!"

In Mo Wentian's mouth, Nana murmured and entered the Jiuyou clan. I am afraid that the four elders and the chiefs of the Jiuyou clan would never have imagined.

Enter the Nine Youzu!

"Boy, what are you talking about?"

The teenager's eyes looked at Mo Wentian with some indifference.

Do not know why.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the teenager always felt that he had a bad hunch.

"Clue of the Virgin, I do know!"

Looking at the teenager, Mo Wentian flashed a light in his eyes, and then smiled.

"I don't know yet!"

Teenager, said coldly.

"Why is Master Seven so anxious!"

Looking at the boy in front of him, Mo Wentian raised his mouth, and then smiled and said, "Master Seven will take a step forward, and my son will tell you, otherwise, the news is not good!"

"Going forward?"

In the eyes of the young man, a hint of suspicion rose.

"Master Seven, are you afraid of me?"

Looking at Master Seven, Mo Wentian evoked a scorn of disdain.

"Afraid of you?"

"Humph……"

The boy snorted coldly, and then said with a stern expression: "Boy, if you lie to me, then I will cut off your limbs and throw you on the street!"

"Mut your limbs?"

In the eyes of Mo Wentian, Han Mang flashed.

The seventh master does not have any hatred with him. Besides, now that Mo Wentian is here to sue the maiden for clues, the seventh master is better.

Just kill him!

Can be described as extremely vicious!

"Master Seven, rest assured, I don't ask God if there is no clue!"

"Dare to come!"

Looking at Master Seven, Mo Wentian said with a smile.

"Hum, you know you!"

Seven masters, a contempt rose in his eyes, but he is the seventh master of the Jiuyou tribe, although his cultivation is forcibly promoted, but in this heavenly city.

Who dares to move him?

"Boy, say it!"

Teenager, step forward, only half a foot away from Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, he yelled coldly.