Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1167: Seven marks? Eight marks?

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Chapter 1167 Seven Marks? Eight marks?

Following Mo Wentian's cold drink, his hand quickly made countless seals.

"Boom boom boom..."

Thinking of the bangs and bangs, a strong smell of pill scent spread in the flame **** cauldron instantly.

"Holy Yuan Pill, a strong fragrance of the Holy Yuan Pill!"

"The scent of this holy yuan pill is many times stronger than the five-marked holy yuan pill I originally received!"

"The emperor is really amazing. Not only is his strength terrifying. I am afraid that no one can match this alchemy technique in the entire ancient heritage!"

……

The strong smell of medicine came, and the figures began to talk in an instant.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

"Boom boom boom..."

The bursting sounds resounded again.

"Pills, come out!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and he slapped his palm directly on the Flame God Cauldron.

With Mo Wentian's palm, the lid of the flame **** cauldron opened instantly.

Nine Saint Yuan Pills burst out from the Flame God Cauldron in an instant.

"Nine Saint Yuan Pills?"

"The emperor actually produced nine holy essence pills in one furnace?"

"The scent of the medicine on these nine sacred yuan pills is so strong, at least it should reach the level of seven marks!"

……

As the nine Saint Yuan Pills burst out from the Flame God Cauldron, the eyes of Xiao Jinghen and the others couldn't help but widen, their eyes filled with awe-inspiring expressions.

Don't say it was nine sacred pill that were refined at once, even if they refined one, they had never seen it before.

"Five seven marks, four eight marks!"

"It's still a bit bad!"

Muttering to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a dim look.

It seems that he is still a little dissatisfied with the nine holy yuan pills he has refined.

Such words didn't let Xiao Jinghen and the others hear them. If they were allowed to hear them, they would have to find a hole and get in right away.

In the middle stage of the Heavenly King, nine sacred essence pills were refined at one time, not to mention, they were all with seven marks and eight marks.

This kind of alchemy ability, even if it is called an evildoer, is not enough to describe it.

"When my strength breaks through to the emperor's realm, there are five-level raw materials. If you want to refine the ten marks, it will definitely not be a problem!"

But the next moment, as if thinking of something, there was a bright light in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Receive!"

Immediately, Mo Wentian let out a cold sigh, waved his hand, and directly put all the nine holy essence pills into his bag.

"Buzzing..."

Sisi's light passed by, and a holy yuan pill appeared in Mo Wentian's hands. On top of this holy yuan pill, besides the brilliance of golden light, the rich aura was billowing out.

Furthermore, there are seven Dao marks printed on the Saint Yuan Dan.

The seven-marked sage pill, although it is a lot worse than the ten-marked, but in the entire ancient heritage, I am afraid that only Mo Wentian has it.

If this medicine is circulated, I am afraid that even the beast owner of the orc race, the ancestor of the demon world, and even the hidden forces of the ancient race in the ancient relics will take action.

"Xiao Jinghen!"

"The disciples are here!"

With Mo Wentian's cold voice, Xiao Jinghen's figure quickly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jinghen's eyes were full of fanaticism.

Mo Wentian held a seven-marked sacred pill in his hand. Now calling him, Xiao Jinghen can easily think of what Mo Wentian is going to do.

"Xiao Jinghen, I see your performance recently!"

"Your cultivation base has reached the emperor's initial stage. This seven-marked sacred pill will be given to you by this emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jinghen with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently.

"Give it to me?"

"The emperor...this..."

Xiao Jinghen had already guessed that Mo Wentian would give him this holy essence pill, but the words really came out of Mo Wentian's mouth, it was still a little moved.

For a while, Xiao Jinghen looked at Mo Wentian, but couldn't say anything.

"The emperor asks you to hold it, you hold it, holding it quickly refines your cultivation base!"

"Shenlong Tongtian map is about to be born, the emperor still needs you to go with him!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jinghen's somewhat dazed appearance, stood up, reached out and patted Xiao Jinghen's shoulder, and lowered his voice.

"Go together?"

"Emperor, don’t worry, I will work hard to improve my cultivation level, and help the emperor to win the God-Dragon-Through-Sky map and enter the center of the martial art!"

Listening to what Mo Wentian said, the light in Xiao Jinghen's eyes instantly skyrocketed, and his sonorous voice was even more determined.

Speaking, Xiao Jinghen stretched out his hand to take the seven-marked Saint Yuan Pill.

"Hmm!"

Mo Wentian watched Xiao Jinghen pick up the Saint Yuandan, the arc of the corners of his mouth became more and more dense, he hummed, nodded.

"Fan Zeng, Lu Jun, Ice Dragon!"

"You have also done a lot of things for this emperor. You have also used these three seven-scared sacred pill, you have also refined your cultivation base!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and his eyes fell on Fan Zeng and others.

With a move of mind, three seven-scared Saint Yuan Pills appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

"Emperor, this..."

"The lord, this holy essence pill is too precious, we...we can't collect it!"

"Yes, the emperor, it is not easy to refine this holy essence pill, we can't accept it!"

……

Looking at the three seven-scared sacred pill, they politely refused, but in their eyes, there was a bright light.

"Accept it!"

"The increase in your strength is the best reward for this emperor!"

Listening to all these discussions, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly became cold, and said coldly.

"The lord, then...then we will accept it!"

"Thank you, Lord!"

"Thank you, Lord!"

……

An icy voice came, Fan Zeng and others did not refuse, but respectfully accepted it.

"Well, you all go down and practice quickly!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, looking at the four people in front of him, said indifferently.

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the four of them bowed to Mo Wentian and hurriedly stepped back.

"There is one sacred pill with seven marks left. Let Chi Xiao refine this one!"

"As for the four Bahens, Xiaojiao, Huantian, Tianhu, and myself just enough!"

Muttering to himself in his mouth, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparable light.

"Emperor, is your pill refining completed?"

At this moment, a figure came from outside the hall, looking at Mo Wentian, with a respectful look in his eyes.

"Chi Xiao, you just came here, this is a seven-scared sacred pill, you took it to refine your cultivation!"

"As the general of our Heaven Devouring Kingdom, your cultivation is too low!"

Looking at the appearance of Chi Xiao's figure, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, his eyes flashed.