Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1339: Youlong Blade

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Chapter 1339 Youlong Blade

"Then this one!"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a cold voice.

"My lord, please!"

The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Jiao with a respectful expression in a pleased gesture.

"Lead the way!"

Little Jiao just spit out two words indifferently, and in his eyes, it was extremely indifferent.

"Yes, yes, my lord!"

Heard, the middle-aged man nodded repeatedly.

Immediately, he stepped out and walked directly upstairs.

Watching the middle-aged man go upstairs, Xiao Jiao and others hurriedly followed.

"This spiritual energy is thicker and stronger, it seems that our Shang Shangfang is on the top floor!"

Feeling the more and more intense aura, in Mo Wentian's eyes, a ray of light flashed by, and his heart secretly said.

For a moment, everyone followed the middle-aged man to the top of the inn.

As soon as I reached the top level, a strong aura rushed toward my face, which made people feel refreshed.

"If you practice here for one day, it will definitely be comparable to practicing for ten days in other places!"

Take a deep breath, and a bright light rises in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"My lord, this is a total of two upper rooms!"

"The one on the left, our young master has already moved in, and the one on the right, my lord, is yours!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man pointed to the only two rooms on the top floor and introduced.

"Hmm!"

"Open, my lord is here to go to the news!"

"Nothing, don't bother me!"

Xiao Jiao looked at the room on the right, his eyes shrank suddenly, and his face was indifferent.

"Yes, my lord, I know!"

"If your lord has any instructions, please let me know!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man stayed for a while, recovered his senses, and quickly said with a smile.

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and stepped back.

Looking at the middle-aged man coming downstairs, Mo Wentian and others headed toward the room.

As soon as Mo Wentian and others entered the room, outside the inn, there was a huge roar of dragons.

The next moment, an immense dragon power came from the depths of the Profound God Temple.

"What a strong Longwei, is this our emperor breaking through again?"

"The emperor's cultivation is already terrifying. If we break through again, wouldn't it be..."

"This dragon is so strong and terrible!"

"It's terrible!"

……

As this vast coercion struck, in the entire Profound God Temple, countless warriors looked towards the depths of the Profound God Temple.

In the depths of the Xuanshen Temple, there is a high mountain straight into the sky. Above that high mountain, a phantom of the dragon moves endlessly.

"Boss, what is this?"

Looking at the mountain, Xiao Jiao couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The mountain can be hundreds of thousands of feet away from here, but the little Jiao can clearly feel the terrifying pressure of the dragon on the mountain.

Even if Xiao Jiao just looked at it, he could feel that the strength of this dragon was definitely terrifying.

"That is a peerless dragon. Could it be the Dragon Emperor of the Youlong Clan?"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, Mo Wentian's eyes looked at the peerless dragon in the distance, but his brows frowned instantly, and an extremely cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Emperor, this is not the Youlong Emperor of the Youlong Clan. The strength of the Youlong Emperor is not so terrible!"

"This should be the rumors, the peerless emperor-level artifact in the Youlong clan, the ghost of the Youlong Blade!"

At this moment, the little black snake's figure flashed in an instant and appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the little black snake looked very serious.

"The ghost of the Dragon Blade?"

"What is the Dragon Blade?"

After hearing this, Mo Wentian's brows became more and more frowned.

Looking at the little black snake, Mo Wentian blurted out and made his debut.

"Return to the emperor, this Youlong Blade is a peerless artifact in the Youlong clan, and the only artifact in the ancient relics that has reached the level of emperor!"

"However, this Youlong Blade has a limitation, only people of the Dragon Clan can use it!"

In the eyes of Little Black Snake, a gleam of light flashed, with a respectful expression.

"The only imperial artifact in the ancient relics? And it can only be used by dragons?"

Muttering in his mouth, Mo Wentian's expression instantly became serious.

This Youlong Blade is an emperor-level divine tool. When he heard of this emperor-level divine tool, Mo Wentian's heart raised a thought, that is, to **** the Youlong Blade.

But this Youlong Blade can't be used by people who are not from the dragon clan, so what is the use of taking it off?

"Emperor, although this artifact can only be used by people of the dragon clan, it is different from Master Xiao Jiao!"

"According to the pure and incomparable dragon power of Lord Xiao Jiao, this You Dragon Blade, Lord Xiao Jiao must be able to use it, and it is rumored that the more pure the dragon power on the body, the more powerful the dragon blade can be displayed. The stronger!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's melancholy face, a complex light flashed in the incomparably dark eyes of the little black snake, and said in a deep voice.

"Small Jiao can be used, and can it be more powerful?"

"This dragon blade, the emperor wants it!"

A sonorous voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firm gazes.

"Boss, do you want to take this Dragon Blade?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a deep, deep voice.

"Xiao Hei is not the Dragon Blade, you can use it, and you can use it with great power!"

"The emperor will take it down and give it to you to use. In this way, your cultivation base, plus this Dragon Blade, your combat power will be terrifying!"

Looking at Xiao Jiao, Mo Wentian grinned slightly, a smile spreading.

"Boss..."

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao's heart was deeply moved.

I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Little Jiao knew very well in his heart that his strength was the most important thing to Mo Wentian.

"Imperial-level artifact, my dragon seal is only a half-grade imperial-level artifact!"

"As for the time roulette, I still don't know what level of artifact it is, but since the time roulette is left by the Holy King of Time, its level must not be bad."

The next moment, it seemed that something was remembered. In Mo Wentian's eyes, a ray of light flashed by, and he said secretly in his heart.

"Boss, the ghost of the ghost on the blade of the ghost, the power that exudes is so terrible, it is definitely not easy to take it!"

At this moment, Huan Tian, ​​who hadn't spoken for a long time, stretched out his furry claws, scratched his head, and said with a solemn expression.

"No matter whether it is easy to disagree, this dragon blade, this emperor will decide!"

A sonorous voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely firm.