Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 439: Spiritual Consciousness

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"Here, my soul can only explore ten meters. Once he gets within ten meters, I want to block him, it is undoubtedly harder than climbing..."

"Diyne, worthy of being an emperor-level killer!"

Mo Wentian's heart is cold.

There are killing intents everywhere, and even Mo Wentian’s terrifying soul can’t be distinguished at this moment...

Where will Diyne come from?

This is the terrible Seven Kills Sword Art!

"Boss..."

Little Jiao's eyes are extremely solemn.

"A sword repair, although the soul is important, the most terrifying thing is not the soul..."

"It's the heart!"

Mo Wentian said to himself.

At the peak of his previous life, Mo Wentian could explore within a hundred meters of his surroundings even without the power of the soul.

This ability is called...

Spiritual knowledge!

"The spirit comes from the heart..."

"It is necessary to have a certain sense of heaven and earth to be able to stimulate spiritual consciousness. My previous life was inspired by the battle, this life..."

"It still works!"

Close your eyes, Mo Wentian's heart...

It calmed down.

"Buzzing..."

In the void, Xiao Sha's air is wanton.

Seven killing intents, surrounded by Mo Wentian, this killing intent...

It's getting scarier!

"He..."

"What are you doing?"

Not far from Mo Wentian, a figure appeared, this person...

It is Hu Chong!

In Hu Chong's eyes, faint rays of light flashed endlessly.

Faced with Diyne, even he...

Don't dare to underestimate it, but now, Mo Wentian is...

Close your eyes!

"The Eight Wastes..."

"Sword Domain!"

"Om..."

A breath of mystery spread from Mo Wentian.

There are countless spiritual fluctuations around Mo Wentian, and at the same time...

There is also a very strange power.

"This is a miasma formed by the power of extreme Yin!"

"It is this magic barrier that limits my power of the soul..."

Mo Wentian's mind slowly fell into immersion.

At this moment, the figure in the deep forest seems to have disappeared. The breath on his body...

It blends perfectly with the surrounding deep forest!

"Heaven and man are one..."

"Heart produces spiritual power!"

Hu Chong, his eyes shrunk slightly, looking at Mo Wentian...

The eyes are full of shock.

As the Tianjiao of Tianyu, Hu Chong certainly knows...

What does this mean!

The heart produces spiritual power, this is considered a perfect sword emperor...

Can't do it!

But don't ask God...

"He..."

"It's terrible!"

Hu Chong took a deep breath, and then seemed to think of something...

At the corner of Hu Chong's mouth, a smile spread.

Mo Wentian with spiritual consciousness...

No matter how strong Di Jung is, it can't, kill him!

"Diyne..."

"This can be regarded as a lesson!"

With a whisper in his mouth, Hu Chong's figure flashed and disappeared.

"That was..."

"Hu Chong's breath!"

Mo Wentian's mind, and the surrounding space seem to merge together.

A mysterious breath...

It comes from around, even if it is a slight fluctuation!

At this moment, Mo Wentian felt clearly!

"Heart produces spiritual power..."

"Spiritual consciousness, success!"

"Buzzing..."

Mo Wentian, suddenly opened his eyes, at this moment...

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a figure was reflected!

I saw him, slowly walking towards Mo Wentian.

In his eyes, there was a bit of suspicion, he seemed to want to start, and he seemed to be a little afraid!

"You..."

"Lost!"

He said to himself in his mouth, and asked Tianjian, suddenly appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

"Seven kills!"

"Kill..."

In the concealed void, Di Jung gritted his teeth, his killing intent skyrocketed in his eyes.

"Have you taken a shot?"

The coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes is boundless, Mo Wentian's eyes...

As if to see through all the illusion.

A figure, holding the emperor sword in his hand, kills himself.

"The sword breaks the sky!"

"Buzzing..."

Sword intent, rising from Mo Wentian body.

I didn't even look at it. Don't Wentian Yijian...

Fell towards the void.

"锵……"

A clear collision sound came, and the next moment, a figure...

Flew out directly.

"Touch!"

The figure hit a tree, and the tree broke apart, and I saw the figure of Diyne...

appears under the tree.

Di Jung's eyes are full of incredible.

"How is this possible?"

"Puff..."

A spit of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Diyne's complexion was instantly pale.

"Seven Kills Sword Intent..."

"You are far worse than him!"

Looking at the emperor, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with contempt.

Ten thousand years ago, the **** of death, the number one killer in the Oracle.

That is the cultivation of the seven kills sword intent to the peak, and this person is still the body of the seven kills!

But even so, this person...

It was still defeated by Mo Wentian.

"It's far from..."

Di Jung's eyes are full of unwillingness, but he also knows...

Mo Wentian in front of him is no longer him, he can be killed!

"Mo Wentian, next time..."

"I will definitely kill you!"

There was a chill in the eyes, and Diyne's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

There was silence again around.

The faint Xiao murderous air dissipated in the void.

"Boss, let me go..."

"No more!"

Mo Wentian, interrupting Xiao Jiao, an emperor, Mo Wentian hasn't paid attention to it.

What's more, this deep forest is weird and boundless.

It is difficult to say whether Diyne can go out alive...

"Spiritual consciousness..."

"Seventeen meters!"

Seems to have found something, Mo Wentian's mouth, a smile spread.

At this moment!

Mo Wentian finally activated his spiritual sense.

The appearance of spiritual consciousness, even if it is an emperor-level formation, it can't stop Mo Wentian...

"Go on..."

There was a flash of light in his eyes, Mo Wentian brought Xiao Jiao...

Continue to walk deep.

"Buzzing..."

Just as Mo Wentian left, a phantom appeared in the place where Mo Wentian was.

"On him..."

"How can there be the breath of an emperor!"

The whisper in the mouth, the phantom, disappeared into the void.

In the deep forest, there was silence again. In the deep forest, the terrible miasma became more and more terrifying!

"The power of the soul..."

"It's completely gone!"

In the depths of the deep forest, the surroundings are already very dark, and the big trees are silent!

"Boss..."

"I feel a lot of eyes, looking at me!"

Little Jiao, couldn't help but speak.

"A lot of eyes..."

Mo Wentian looked around with his eyes.

The seventeen-meter spiritual consciousness was not blocked by the miasma.

The surrounding scenes, all appear in...

Mo Wentian's eyes.

"It's cold!"

The next moment, Xiao Jiao's body trembled slightly.

Mo Wentian's body also paused slightly.

A terrifying cold air invaded Mo Wentian's body from the outside world.

That cold air, as if even the soul can be frozen.

"Here..."

"It is already the center of the extremely shady land!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the momentary dignity fell, and the surroundings were silent.

"Touch..."

The next moment, a collision sound came, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and the figure disappeared.

When he appeared again, Mo Wentian appeared in front of a towering tree!

"This is..."

Looking at the tree in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes...the light soared instantly!