Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1263: The terrible soul

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Chapter 1263 Terrible Soul

"Recognize the Lord? Isn't there the imprint of the great elder of the Celestial Clan on this ice and fire double knife?"

"There is the imprint of the great elder of the long cow tribe, how do you recognize the Lord?"

"Could it be that on the ice and fire double knives, the imprint of the soul of the elder of the Tianniu tribe was erased?"

"How is this possible? The emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom cannot be cultivated at the peak of the Heavenly King. His soul, no matter how enchanting, cannot reach two hundred meters, and the Celestial Elder is a half-step Emperor. In the later stage, his spirit has reached at least 300 feet!"

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When Mo Wentian asked Xiao Jinghen to recognize the Lord, hundreds of feet away, those figures quickly started talking.

"Boss, there are many people from other races in this dark place watching the battle between the Heaven Devouring Kingdom and the Celestial Beetle Race!"

Listening to all these discussions, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a light.

"The people in the dark have already come!"

"If they want to see it, let them see the bottom. When they see, our battle will naturally spread out, and spreading it out will benefit us, the king who devours the heavens and become the ancient relics!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold light.

In fact, Mo Wentian discovered those people in the dark.

The reason why he didn't take any action against them, Mo Wentian also wanted to spread the news through their mouths.

"Boss, your idea is really good!"

Listening to what Mo Wentian said, Xiao Jiao understood in an instant, the corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and he quickly praised him.

"The boss is the boss, everything is in the planning of the boss!"

At this moment, the fluffy figure flashed in Huantian, and said with a grin.

"Huantian, staying with Xiao Jiao for a long time, have you learned to flatter yourself?"

After hearing this, Mo Wentian gave a light cough and said in a deep voice.

"Boss, I'm telling the truth!"

Huantian looked at Mo Wentian, there was no fluctuation in his round eyes, as if he was telling the truth.

"Boss, you took these old shards of ice and fire knives, and you cut one of your hands!"

"Now this old **** will not be your opponent anymore!"

Suddenly, Xiao Jiao seemed to think of something, and looked at Mo Wentian, with a smile on his face.

"Half a step in the late emperor's period, and he is the great elder of the celestial bull clan, it is not easy for you to kill him!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's expression instantly became serious.

Although Mo Wentian cut off Jiang Zhengyuan's hand in the previous battle, Mo Wentian was very clear.

Jiang Zhengyuan's hand is only a temporary matter. He wants to grow a hand again, but it is only a matter of time.

Moreover, from the several battles with Jiang Zhengyuan just now, Mo Wentian can be regarded as feeling the strength of a half-step late emperor.

Jiang Zhengyuan, he must have not done his best yet.

If Jiang Zhengyuan exerted all his strength and he wanted to block it unharmed, it would be absolutely impossible.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Wentian's brows frowned, and an extremely cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Old miscellaneous, the emperor told you, don't grab the things in the hands of the emperor!"

"But you didn't listen to the emperor. Now you have no hand. No wonder the emperor!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, stepped forward and came directly to Jiang Zhengyuan.

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with regretful eyes.

It seems that he feels very sorry for Jiang Zhengyuan's hand cut off from his back.

"Boy, you are so deceiving!"

"Today, this elder must kill you!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, who was condescending and looking at him, Jiang Zhengyuan stood up instantly, the expression on his face also eased slightly.

But his eyes were full of terrible killing intent.

At the same time, his breath fluctuated even more.

It looked like it was as if the next moment, he was going to make another move towards Mo Wentian.

"Too much bullying?"

"Old Miscellaneous, this emperor's cultivation level is no more than the peak of the Heavenly King, but your cultivation has reached half a step in the late Emperor's stage, and it is only half a step away from the realm of the late Emperor's stage!"

"You come to **** things from the emperor. The emperor is just a legitimate defense. You said that the emperor is deceiving too much? Are you embarrassed to say that?"

Listening to Jiang Zhengyuan's words, Mo Wentian laughed instantly.

He Mo Wentian didn't say that he deceived people too much, and he actually raked in the opposite direction, which is really ridiculous!

"Boy, this elder doesn't want to talk nonsense with you!"

"Now this elder wants to kill you!"

"Kill you to avenge my Jun'er, avenge the four elders!"

An extremely cold voice sounded, and Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes were terrifying killing intent.

"Old crap, are you so impatient to die?"

"Didn't you want these ice and fire dual knives? Why? Don't you want it?"

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan's murderous look, Mo Wentian was indifferent.

It seems that he is not afraid of Jiang Zhengyuan in front of him.

Suddenly, thinking about the ice and fire double knives, Mo Wentian grinned slightly and said with a wicked smile.

Don't tell me, Mo Wentian really forgot about the ice and fire dual knives.

Mo Wentian said that, Jiang Zhengyuan instantly remembered.

The connection with him on the ice and fire double knives disappeared, and the ice and fire double knives were snatched by Mo Wentian, and they have always been in Mo Wentian's hands.

And the connection between the ice and fire double knives and him, undoubtedly, can only be erased by Mo Wentian.

"Boy, you..."

"How can your soul power be stronger than mine?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes were full of surprise.

As the great elder of the Tianniu tribe, Jiang Zhengyuan is very clear about the recognition of the gods and souls imprinted artifacts.

There is only one possibility of being able to easily erase the imprint of the soul of others, and that is that the soul of this person is much stronger than him.

Thinking about this, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes widened, and his heart was full of disbelief.

He doesn't believe that a warrior at the peak of the emperor is actually stronger than his half-step emperor in the late emperor?

"What? The spirit of this kid is stronger than the spirit of the elder? How is this possible?"

"The Great Elder won't be scared by the kid Mo Wentian who snatched the ice and fire double knives and cut off his arm, right?"

"This is impossible, this is impossible at all. How can the ant of the peak of the heavenly king be stronger than the great elder?"

"This kid must have used some forbidden technique, otherwise, he will not be able to erase the imprint of the soul on the ice and fire double knives of the elder!"

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Listening to Jiang Zhengyuan's shocking words, countless Tianniu disciples were stunned for an instant.

Recovered, their eyes were full of surprise.

They didn't believe it at all, and they didn't want to believe that Mo Wentian's spirit was stronger than their elder's spirit.