Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 449: Sacred Mountain God Envoy
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"A bunch of waste..."
In the void, Qingbeam roared frantically.
The elders at the peak of the four sword emperors have fallen, and they are still on the True Legend Peak of the Sword Emperor.
This is simply...
A great humiliation to the Human Sword Sect!
"This kid..."
"So strong!"
In the void, Duan Yong's eyes lit up instantly.
The three people next to me, in their eyes...
It flickered too!
"Duan Yong, this kid..."
"Very good!"
The Patriarch of the Blood Family, the eyes flashed with blood.
"Collect the heaven and earth luck, maybe this time, he can seize the position of God, this may be the hope of our four kingdoms of God!"
The head of the Ji family, the light in his eyes skyrocketed.
"Huh...maybe this kid will live today, Shenshan, not anyone can provoke it, the trash in the Elder's House is just the beginning!"
Patriarch Leng's eyes flashed coldly.
"The House of Elders..."
"Just the beginning!"
The eyes of the four Patriarchs also became serious.
The Leng Family Patriarch is right, the elder's house is just the beginning.
The mountain above the Sword God Sword Gate is the most terrifying existence in the Sword God Continent.
"You are not on..."
"Go on by myself!"
"Mo Wentian, let me see how strong you are!"
In Qing Shu's eyes, there is a murderous look.
There was a flash of light in his hand, and a sword appeared in Qing Shu's hand.
The sword came out, and a sword light came to kill in an instant.
"Shangyunzhou..."
"The Universe Battlefield!"
"Hoho..."
There were roars, headed by Yunzhou above, and eight puppets, the patriarch quickly formed a large array.
The great formation is boundless and mysterious, with terrible fighting spirit...
Raised into the sky.
"This is the battle formation of the universe..."
"Ten thousand years, the battlefield has appeared again!"
"The First Sword Emperor of the Sword God Continent, it's terrible!"
……
A sound of exclamation came, and as the battlefield appeared, the breath of eight puppets...
All reached the perfect state of the sword emperor.
"Blue beam..."
"One day, I will destroy the mountain!"
"Kill!"
"White Tiger Sword Intent!"
"Roar..."
The roaring ancient sacred beast, the White Tiger, rushed directly towards the blue beam of the void.
"Ancient Soul Attack Sword!"
"Buzzing..."
A secluded sword, trembling in Qing Shu's hand, on the secluded sword...
Sword patterns rose up.
A breath of mysticism spread wildly.
"This is..."
"One of the nine swords, the soul attack sword!"
Mo Wentian squinted his eyes slightly, Shenshan disciples are indeed strong talents.
There is a soul attack sword.
The blue beam in front of you is enough to fight three!
But unfortunately...
"Shangyunzhou!"
"Kill!"
Mo Wentian's eyes are indifferent.
Qing Shu's sword, if it were an ordinary sword emperor, he would definitely be a little jealous...
But unfortunately.
Qing Shu doesn't know, Shang Yunzhou.
It's just a puppet.
Puppet, where is there any soul, cut down with this sword, and face Shangyunzhou...
No effect!
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Eight figures, with a fierce air.
Slay towards the green beam of the void.
"Touch!"
There is a violent collision, in the void...
A figure flew upside down!
"How is this possible?"
Qing Shu's eyes are full of disbelief.
The collision of that sword.
Qing Shu just feels that the whole body seems to fall apart.
On the opposite side, there are eight people in Shangyunzhou.
But there was no reaction at all!
"They are not..."
"Human!"
The fierce light skyrocketed in Qing Shu's eyes.
"I just found out now..."
"It's late!"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, there is boundless arrogance.
The next moment, a wave...
The eight of the void, kill them again!
"Heaven Mark Sword Intent..."
"Bump!"
There are collisions, the next moment...
Qing Shu's body flew upside down again.
"Puff..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Qing Shu's face paled instantly.
"Today..."
"I will kill you first without Wentian, one day..."
"I will destroy the mountain!"
The cold eyes are boundless, Wentian sword, appeared in Mo Wentian's hands...
I saw Mo Wentian appear next to Qing Shu.
The Wentian sword in his hand fell like lightning!
"Mo Wentian, dare you!"
Blue beam, his eyes are full of anger.
Qing Shu's heart is even more panicked.
He underestimated...
Mo Wentian is terrible!
Originally thought that Mo Wentian would die today, but he did not expect...
He himself is now!
In desperation.
"I am a disciple of Shenshan, no one..."
"You can kill me!"
"Broken!"
In the hands of Qing Shu, a green rune...
Squeezed to death!
"Not good..."
Seeing that the rune in Qing Shu's hand is crushed, it seems that Duan Yong and others who use the rune are looking at each other...
A sudden change.
"Don't Wentian, rewind..."
"Quick..."
……
A series of exclamations came.
"Quit?"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, the coldness is boundless.
"Die!"
"No..."
Qing Shu's unwilling voice came, asking the sky sword to fall...
Qing Shu was directly beheaded on the spot!
"Blue beam..."
"Dead!"
There was a sound of cold breath.
Who is Qing Shu? He was the arrogant figure a thousand years ago, and he was still...
A disciple of the mountain!
But now...
But he was killed by Mo Wentian with a single sword!
"What about the disciples of Shenshan..."
"The Emperor still kills!"
Mo Wentian is like a rainbow, behind him...
Eight people in Shangyunzhou, one by one, are full of fierce spirit!
"It's terrible..."
Everyone looked at Mo Wentian with shocked faces.
Even the Shenshan disciple of the Emperor Jiandi Consummation fell into Mo Wentian's hands...
Who else is in this man's Sword Sect?
Can block Mo Wentian!
"God asks, rewind!"
But at this moment, Duan Lei's impatient voice...
Sound in the void.
"Kill my Shenshan disciple..."
"Dead!"
The word ‘death’ stuns Bahuang.
The terrible power poured down from the sacred mountain.
I saw a man with a kick...
Falling down towards Mo Wentian!
"This is..."
"False god!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Shangyunzhou..."
"Block him!"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, the light skyrocketed, as this figure appeared...
Mo Wentian seemed to feel it.
The whole world is suppressing itself.
"Is the **** of the mountain!"
"It's really an envoy!"
"Mo Wentian is over now, the supernatural envoy, that is beyond the existence of the sword emperor!"
……
On the peak of Zhen Chuan, there were exclamations.
"Mo Wentian..."
"Mo Wentian..."
……
A pair of eyes fell on Mo Wentian.
At this moment, Lian Duan Yong...
Don't dare to move.
The envoy of the sacred mountain, that is a pseudo-god strong, such a terrifying strong...
One person is enough to destroy his Duan family!
He, dare not provoke!
"Want to kill me..."
"Impossible!"
"Roar..."
In Mo Wentian's body, the yin and yang double stars are spinning frantically.
Rolling power.
Shake on Mo Wentian's body.
But Mo Wentian's body...
But he was imprisoned in place, unable to move even if he moved.
"Boss..."
Xiao Jiao's eyes were shocked.
Too strong!
The strong pseudo-god is more perfect than the sword emperor...
There is so much power!
"Do you want to..."
"Mo Shou shot!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed crazily.
Mo Shou, it is Mo Wentian's strongest hole card right now. Once Mo Shou makes a move...
That is likely to cause the stronger existence of the mountain!
"Die!"
There was a cold voice, in the void...that foot fell like lightning.