Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 707: Cultivated host

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Chapter 707 Cultured Host

"Get out, get out..."

For a moment, a series of vast auras descended, and in the Nine You Heaven City, countless strong auras descended at the city gates. The disciples of these Nine Yous tribe were in the middle of the heavens.

The strongest is the four elders who caught up with Mo Wentian.

"Hurry up and find the saint!"

"Yes!"

The disciple of the Jiuyou clan, quickly retreated.

Jiuyou Tiancheng.

In an inn.

"Guest, please come inside!"

Mo Wentian just entered, a shop assistant greeted him.

"Prepare me a good room!"

Looking at Xiao Er in the shop, Mo Wentian smiled and said, Mo Wentian was carrying a bag on his shoulder. A closer look at the bag seemed to be a person.

"Guest officer, wait a minute!"

The second person in this shop, although it felt a little weird, didn't ask anything carefully. He prepared a room for Mo Wentian, took Mo Wentian, and walked in.

In the room.

"Touch!"

Mo Wentian opened the bag directly, revealing the savage girl inside.

"Human, who are you? I am the saint of the Jiuyou clan. If you dare to take me away, the strong man of the Jiuyou clan will definitely not let you go!"

Seeing Mo Wentian, the saint of the Jiuyou tribe, said with a vicious face.

"Will you let me go?"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth, then took the saint with his arms, and threw her on the bed.

"What are you going to do?"

"Stop it!"

……

Seeing Mo Wentian approaching, the saint’s pretty face raised a panic. She is the saint of the Jiuyou tribe, with a status of more than ten thousand people, and no one can usually treat her respectfully. of.

Who would dare to think that Mo Wentian would take her away, and dare to take her...

"What do you say I will do?"

Mo Wentian, looking at the saint with a wicked smile, grabbed the woman's chin with both hands, Mo Wentian leaned closer and closer, and the woman's pretty face flushed with shame.

"You let me go..."

"Let me go!"

The woman, panicked completely, looking at Mo Wentian who was getting closer.

In the heart of this saint.

I'm completely scared!

"Woohoo..."

The next moment, in Mo Wentian's stupefaction, this saint cried directly.

"Um..."

Mo Wentian, shook his head slightly.

Immediately release it directly.

He didn't think he really did what happened to the saint. Just now, he just threatened this person so that this person would not cause trouble in front of him.

"What's your name?"

Looking at the saint, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"Why should I tell you, I am the saint of the Jiuyou clan, what qualifications do you have to know my name? My father will definitely send a strong man to save me, I will kill you!"

"Kill you..."

The woman opened her eyes and stared at Mo Wentian fiercely.

"Kill me?"

A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Mo Wentian's face was also cold.

A glance at Mo Wentian's cold eyes, the woman only felt a cold body, the next moment, her voice stopped abruptly, and she looked at Mo Wentian's pretty face.

Also became timid.

"My name is Liu Xi!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the woman whispered.

"Liu Xi!"

Mo Wentian paused slightly.

"My master took you away, but I didn't like you!"

"If it wasn't for you to be useful, my master would kill you now!"

Looking at the unruly woman, Mo Wentian's eyes were indifferent, Mo Wentian was not in the mood, and the saint of the Jiuyou clan, he would enter the Jiuyou clan next time.

"Kill me?"

The savage saint, biting her lips tightly.

"Remember, you will settle down in the future!"

In a light sentence, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged. As for Huantian and Xiao Jiao, Mo Wentian was not worried. Both of them had a combat power comparable to the realm of Great Heaven.

As for Huantian, I'm afraid the warrior who wants to leave the Liantian stage.

I can't stop it!

The two of them, unless they meet the four elders, nothing can happen.

"Cultivation is the most important thing. Although my current combat power is not inferior to the warriors in the early days of the Great Heaven, I am still far from blocking the Jiuyou clan!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself. The next moment, Mo Wentian fell into practice again.

Not far away.

The savage saint of the Jiuyou clan looked at Mo Wentian in a daze.

Time slowly passed.

Three days later, Mo Wentian woke up from his practice.

Opened his eyes.

A terrible light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.

"The progress of the cultivation base is too slow!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes flashed. After three days of cultivation, Mo Wentian's cultivation level has not improved, but the Purple Emperor's body has advanced a little, so the speed of cultivation.

To reach the realm of great heaven.

I’m afraid I don’t know how many years it will take!

"What I need is a panacea..."

Mo Wentian's eyes flickered, and if he could find another elixir comparable to the Nine Nether Heavenly Lotus, then Mo Wentian's cultivation base would definitely be able to step into the realm of the great heaven.

An even stronger state!

"I'm hungry..."

At this moment, a deep voice came.

Mo Wentian turned his head to take a look.

I saw this savage saint of the Jiuyou tribe, looking at herself timidly.

"Hungry?"

Mo Wentian, slightly stunned.

Immediately, something seemed to be discovered.

Mo Wentian grabbed the saint.

"What are you going to do?"

The look of this savage saint changed drastically in an instant.

"Your cultivation base..."

"Why is it so low?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the light soared. That day, at the gate of the city, this savage saint, who was still a warrior in the middle of the sky, fell like this in three days.

"My cultivation base..."

"It is often like this!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a dimness rose in the eyes of the stubborn woman.

"Always do this!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a faint light flickered.

"Hmm!"

The woman nodded.

"By the way, your cultivation base..."

"How can I recover?"

Looking at the unruly woman, Mo Wentian suddenly said solemnly.

"This?"

The unruly girl, she was taken aback for a moment, and then whispered in a low voice: "My cultivation base is very simple to restore. As long as I enter the Nine Nether Temple, my cultivation base will be restored!"

"Jiuyou Temple?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a ray of light flickered endlessly.

"The saint of the Jiuyou clan..."

"The cultivation level on your body has not even reached the ordinary sword emperor. If I didn't guess wrong, you have never practiced, right?"

Looking at the woman, Mo Wentian suddenly said solemnly.

"Never practiced?"

The stupid woman, her body shook slightly. She really, had never practiced before. From the time she was born, she was kept in the temple, as long as she stayed in the temple.

Her cultivation base, opportunities grow automatically.

But if she leaves, then her power and opportunity will be lost.

"That's it!"

Looking at the unruly woman, Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and then looked at the woman's eyes, there was a touch of sympathy in Mo Wentian's eyes, this woman.

Where is the saint!

If he didn't guess wrong, this should be a deliberately cultivated host.

As for who is this host for?

Mo Wentian doesn't know.