Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1162: Medicine Valley

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of Sword God!

Chapter 1162 Medicine Valley

"Boss, do you want to suppress this fantasy civet cat with the spirit?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian seemed to understand something, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, this magical civet cat's illusion is still good!"

"It takes a lot of effort to fight him head-on!"

Mo Wentian looked at Huantian, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Soul!"

"Suppression!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, he sneered coldly, and unfolded directly.

As the spirit unfolds, the power of the three hundred and fifty feet of the spirit burst out in a violent, attacking the magic civet cat.

"Boy, you..."

"You attacked me with the power of the soul?"

Feeling the power of Mo Wentian's soul shrouded, the eyes of the magic civet cat suddenly skyrocketed.

"Attacking you?"

"The emperor does not want to attack you, but your demon pill!"

"Die!"

The cold voice sounded, and in Mo Wentian's eyes, the killing intent was terrifying.

At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body also skyrocketed instantly, and the three-hundred-and-fifty-zhang divine soul was shrouded in the magic civet cat.

"No..."

"Is this impossible?"

"Boy, your cultivation level is not in the mid-range of the heavenly king, how can your spirit be stronger than mine?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's spirit became more and more enveloped, and the magical civet cat only felt that a big mountain was suppressing him.

In an instant, his face turned pale, and his eyes shone with gloomy green light, and he was shocked.

In front of him, Mo Wentian's cultivation base was undoubtedly revealed in front of him. It was clear that there was only the middle stage of the heavenly king, but Mo Wentian's spirit reached 350 feet.

Can't tell why, at this moment, there was a bad premonition in the heart of the magic civet cat.

"Ant, hand over the demon pill obediently, otherwise, the emperor won't mind letting you taste the suffering of the suppression of the soul!"

Looking at the magic civet cat, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold light, and his voice was even more chilling.

"Boss, do you want to kill this phantom civet cat with a spirit?"

Hearing this, Huantian seemed to understand something, and a gleam of light passed in his eyes.

"If you don't know the face, then die!"

A cold and stern voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's face was full of cold arrogance.

"Boy, how strong is your spirit? I'm a monster practicing illusion. You want to kill me with the power of spirit, don't think about it!"

Suddenly, the magic civet cat seemed to think of something, a ray of light appeared in his eyes, and he shouted with a cold face.

"Really?"

"Ant, you can give it a try. Under the emperor's spirit, can you escape?"

Hearing this, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a wicked smile.

"Suppression!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly cold, and the three-hundred-and-fifty-foot spirit shrouded directly toward the illusion civet cat.

"Not good!"

"The power of this kid's soul has locked me down!"

At the moment when Mo Wentian's soul was enveloped, the first reaction of the magic civet cat was to transform into something else to escape Mo Wentian's soul attack.

But he miscalculated, Mo Wentian's soul power seemed to lock him.

No matter what he turned into, he couldn't get rid of Mo Wentian's soul power at all.

"The emperor has given the opportunity, you don't cherish it, no wonder this emperor!"

"Die!"

Mo Wentian looked at the magical civet cat's crazy transformation into other things, and said with a cold face with an extremely panic look.

As soon as these words came out, Mo Wentian's soul was directly enveloped on the body of the civet cat.

"Ah..."

"You let me go, let me go, I promise you, I will give you my demon pill!"

At the moment when Mo Wentian's spirit enveloped the magic civet cat, the magic civet cat screamed instantly.

The expression on his face is extremely painful, as if he is suffering from great pain at the moment.

Looking at Mo Wentian, his expression was no longer the original cold and arrogant, but he begged Mo Wentian for forgiveness.

The monster pill of the monster beast is of course very important to the monster beast. Without the monster pill, then his physical cultivation base would not exist.

You can hand over the demon pill. He still has a soul. As long as there is a soul, he will be able to repair his body sooner or later.

If you stay in the green hills, you are not afraid that there will be no firewood, the magic civet cat is thinking about it now.

"Now I want to ask for mercy, it's too late!"

"God, crush him for me!"

Listening to the magical civet cat begging for mercy, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank.

The killing aura on his body is even more terrifying.

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and the spirit directly invaded into the magical civet cat's spirit.

"No..."

"Ah..."

……

As Mo Wentian's spirit entered, the magic civet cat resisted subconsciously, but the more he resisted, the deeper Mo Wentian's spirit attacked, and the more pain he had to endure.

After a few breaths, the screams stopped abruptly.

"Boom..."

There was a violent explosion, and in the void, the hundreds of feet of the magic civet cat hit the ground directly, stirring up dust on the ground.

At this moment, the magic civet cat has no vitality.

"Buzzing..."

At the same time, in Mo Wentian's hand, there appeared a faintly shining demon pill that shone transparently.

"Huantian, this demon pill is for you!"

It seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian looked at Huantian, and said with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you, boss!"

The shaggy claws took the magic pill of the magic civet cat, and a grateful look rose in Huan Tian's eyes.

"No need to thank me!"

"Take it and ask the Tiange to practice well!"

Mo Wentian looked at Huantian with an indifferent expression.

"Ok, boss!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Huantian quickly agreed.

Immediately, the figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, Huantian's figure had already appeared in Wentian Pavilion.

As Huantian's figure disappeared, in the depths of the valley, only Mo Wentian was left.

"It's time to explore the source of the strong medicinal fragrance!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, there was a bright light in Mo Wentian's eyes.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared directly into place.

For a moment, when Mo Wentian's figure appeared again, he was already in front of a waterfall.

"Isn't that the source of the strong medicinal fragrance here?"

"Strange, why is there only a waterfall in front of me!"

Muttering in his mouth, Mo Wentian looked at the waterfall in front of him, his eyes filled with surprise.

He followed the fragrance of medicine all the way, here is where the fragrance of medicine is strongest, but there is nothing but the waterfall here.

"In this waterfall, it must not be easy!"

The light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.