Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 458: Litian God Lord

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"Boss..."

"Emperor!"

……

In the void, Xiao Jiao and twenty-seven soul coffins are all surrounded by Mo Wentian.

Qing Jiuxin...

There is no vitality in the eyes!

"You..."

"Be careful!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.

This time, seizing Qing Jiuxin and forcing Shenshan to hand over the Mo family disciples is also Mo Wentian's helpless move.

Because his identity was exposed...

He wants to enter the mountain again, this is already, impossible!

Now he can only do this!

"Yes, boss!"

Little Jiao's eyes are also serious.

The Xiao Jiao at the peak of the Demon Emperor, although his combat power is comparable to that of a normal pseudo-god.

But ten thousand years of development, on the sacred mountain, you will definitely not lack...

A strong false god!

"Mo Wentian, hand over our saint!"

"Hand over the saint!"

……

For a moment, on the sacred mountain, three old men descended.

These three elders, two of them have reached the sixth level of false gods!

The last person, the cultivation base is more than Qing Jiuxin...

A bit stronger!

"The Seven Peaks of False Gods..."

Mo Wentian, took a deep breath, Shenshan, really terrible!

Pseudo-God powerhouse, this is already the pinnacle powerhouse of the Sword God Continent.

But above the sacred mountain, the false gods are just ordinary disciples!

There are only six or seven false gods...

On the sacred mountain, you can be called the strong!

"If you want me to hand someone to someone from the Mo family..."

"Hand over!"

Standing proudly in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes are indifferent.

Mo Wentian is behind.

Qing Jiuxin, her eyes twinkled!

"You don't have to think about running away..."

"My slave soul mark comes from the blood soul tactics of the demon outside the territory. This blood soul tactic is the supreme technique among the demon. With your cultivation base..."

"It is impossible to break open!"

A faint glance at Qing Jiuxin, Mo Wentian's eyes...

Unbounded indifference!

"It is impossible to break..."

Qing Jiuxin, the waves in her eyes waved.

She is the true arrogant of the mountain.

On the sacred mountain, she even has a chance...

Get the position of God and enter the realm of Sword God!

But now, she is being...

Mo Wentian is enslaved. From today, her name, Qing Jiuxin, no longer carries honor.

It is the shame of Shenshan!

"Don't Wentian, I advise you to put down the saint of my sacred mountain, otherwise..."

In the eyes of the three, fierce lights rose up in their eyes.

On the sacred mountain, a supreme breath is gathering.

It seems that the supreme power is coming.

"Hand over..."

Mo Wentian's eyes are indifferent, the next moment...

Mo Wentian's sword!

Suddenly placed on Qing Jiuxin's neck.

"The emperor counts three times..."

"If I don't hand over my Mo family disciple, then she..."

"Just die!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold.

The word ‘death’ made Qing Jiuxin’s body tremble slightly.

She has no doubt that Mo Wentian will do what she says, if the people of Shenshan do not hand over the people of the Mo family.

Then she may have fallen here today.

"Nine Elders, we still..."

Among the three, an old man couldn’t help but want to stand up...

"Quit!"

But the next moment, the icy eyes of the Ninth Elder swallowed the old man's words.

"The blood of the great ancestor of the Mo family, that is the key to the Lord's control of that thing, if it is handed to him now, wouldn't it mean that the Lord will be abandoned!"

In the eyes of the nine elders, there is boundless indifference.

"Control that thing..."

The two old men were silent.

Compared to Qing Jiuxin, the thing on the mountain...

It’s the key!

"Holy girl, Mo Wentian is the number one enemy of my sacred mountain. If I don't kill Mo Wentian today, where is the pressure of my sacred mountain, so I can only..."

"Sacrifice you!"

Looking at Qing Jiuxin, the indifferent voice of the Nine Elders...

Sound in the void.

"Sacrifice me..."

Qing Jiuxin, her body trembled slightly, her eyes...

It was incredible.

Sacred mountain, her belief, her most respected existence...

But now, she must be sacrificed!

"Nine Elders, you..."

Qing Jiuxin, biting her lips, she is the saint of the sacred mountain, enjoying countless honors...

But today, Shenshan gave up her!

Because of her, Shenshan was ashamed...

Even if she is dead, Shenshan will also kill Mo Wentian here.

"Hahahaha..."

"What a sacred mountain!"

Mo Wentian, laughed aloud, in Xiao Jiao's eyes...

Also dignified.

In the imperial city, a pair of eyes...

It fell on the three old men!

At this moment, they seemed to feel that something in their hearts broke directly.

That is faith, the faith of the invincible mountain...

Completely crushed!

"Sacred mountain, it really opened the eyes of this emperor, but you don't want a saint, but I don't want to ask the gods..."

"But I want my disciple of the Mo family!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were somewhat cold and arrogant.

In the imperial city, a pair of eyes, looking at that figure in awe...

Your sacred mountain can abandon your disciples, but I can’t ask God, no!

"Mo Wentian, today you..."

"There is no doubt that you will die!"

The three elders have killing intent in their eyes.

"There is no doubt that you will die!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a ray of light flashed, and then his eyes...

Fell on the top of the mountain!

"Li Tian, ​​let go of my disciple of the Mo family, I can tell you..."

"The way to control that thing!"

The cold voice rushed into the sky.

The whole mountain trembled.

Under the sacred mountain, the three old men looked at Mo Wentian with shocked faces.

"Bold, dare to call the name of the Lord!"

"Shenshan disciple, catch him!"

"Kill him..."

……

An icy breath came to Mo Wentian suppressed.

"Li Tian, ​​without my method, even if you refine nine descendants of my elder brother, it is impossible..."

"Controls that thing!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the coldness is boundless, above the sacred mountain...

Incomparably calm.

"Kill him..."

"Boom!"

Three elders, countless Shenshan disciples...

Come to annihilate Mo Wentian.

In Xiao Jiao's eyes, the fierce light is soaring, and the monster is billowing...

Raised into the sky.

The twenty-seven soul coffins also exude a terrifying aura.

The battle is about to start!

"Wait..."

But at this moment, a deep voice!

It came suddenly.

"It's God Lord!"

"Meet the Lord!"

"Meet the Lord!"

……

Silhouettes, kneeling down towards the sacred mountain, following this voice...

Even in the imperial city, they all bowed down!

"Li Tian..."

"It really is him!"

Mo Wentian's eyes, killing intent soaring to the sky, ten thousand years ago...

Li Tian and Qing Yu Shang!

Calculating him in the land of emptiness, Mo Wentian can't wait for these two people, swallowing their souls.

Bite their flesh and blood again, let them...

Eternal life cannot be overborn!

"Mo Wentian, we..."

"Meet again!"

The deep voice came from the sacred mountain, above the endless sacred mountain, a phantom...

Gather in the void.

That phantom has a very hazy face, even if it is a strong pseudo-god... you can't see his real face!