Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1367: It’s time to come

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Chapter 1367 The time to come is here

"Master Xiao Jiao, don't worry about that!"

"The monsters we are in the Tianji Mountain Range, or the ancient race, without the consent of the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, it is impossible for them to get out of the Tianji Mountain Range, let alone go out to harm the Heaven Devouring God. Country!"

At this moment, the little black snake's eyes flashed, and said quickly.

"Without the consent of the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, you just want to go out to the Tianji Mountain Range?"

"Little Black Snake, what do you mean is that you have been staying in the Tianji Mountain Range, but it is not what you want?"

Looking at the little black snake, Xiao Jiao's eyes were full of surprise.

"Yes, this Heavenly Ji Mountain Range is under the control of our master!"

The look of the little black snake dimmed in an instant.

"Xiao Hei, what would happen if you left this Tianji Mountain Range?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to be thinking of something, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he asked coldly.

"Dead!"

"If you can't get out of the exit of the Tianji Mountain Range, you will be obliterated!"

At this moment, the body of the little black snake trembled slightly, and his voice was even lowered.

"Little black snake, if you surrender to the emperor, the emperor will definitely take you out!"

Mo Wentian looked at the little black snake, eyes full of firmness.

Since the little black snake followed Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian is still very satisfied with the little black snake.

In any case, this little black snake, Mo Wentian is going to take him away.

"Thank you, Lord!"

"But..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, Little Black Snake's eyes were full of gratitude.

But the next moment, the little black snake seemed to think of something, frowned, and the look on his face was extremely solemn.

"But what?"

Mo Wentian subconsciously blurted out after seeing the change of the little black snake's expression.

"The emperor, but our body was still imprinted by the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, and he also set a barrier at the exit!"

"As long as those of us who carry the mark go out, the barrier will display a terrifying and boundless power. Under that power, even the strongest emperor will be beheaded!"

After hearing this, the little black snake said without any hesitation.

Just talking about the barrier, the little black snake recalled the scene he saw ten thousand years ago, but his eyes kept flashing.

His body, at this moment, can't help but shrink a few times.

"Little black snake, don't worry, the emperor said that he would take you out of the Heavenly Jishan Mountains, he will definitely take you out!"

When Mo Wentian listened to the words of the little black snake, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

But the next moment, his expression became firm, and he reached out and patted the little black snake on the shoulder, a sonorous voice.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the little black snake bowed deeply.

"It's late!"

"You consolidate and consolidate your cultivation base, when the time comes, we have something to do!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, the corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and his face was full of evil smiles.

"Boss, why do you want to ask the saint of the Kunpeng clan to come to our Youlong Inn and stay alone with you?"

Although Mo Wentian didn't say anything, Xiao Jiao still wanted to know what Mo Wentian thought of the saint of the Kunpeng clan.

"What do you think of the young master of the Youlong clan?"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, the arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became more dense.

Ke Mo Wentian didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

"The Young Master of the Youlong Clan?"

"The talent is still good, his cultivation has reached the peak of the emperor!"

Little Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, almost blurted out subconsciously.

"But the boss, because of the relationship between the young master of the Youlong clan and the saint of the Kunpeng clan, you will only arouse the anger of the young lord of the Youlong clan!"

"The purpose of this..."

At this moment, Huan Tian, ​​who hadn't spoken for a long time, stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, said with a puzzled face.

"This emperor wants to arouse the anger of this young dragon master!"

"Only when you arouse the anger of this young dragon master, and everyone's eyes are on this emperor, will you have a chance to grab the dragon blade!"

"Especially Huantian, your cultivation strength must be improved, and if you want to take this Youlong Blade, you must be transformed into the Youlong Emperor of the Youlong Clan!"

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

Mo Wentian is confident of the magic of the magic sky.

As long as the cultivation base of Huantian is sufficient, Huantian will transform into the Youlong Emperor of the Youlong Clan, and go to seize the Youlong Blade, which of course will save a lot of trouble.

"Boss, according to my current cultivation base, I am afraid that it will be a little difficult to turn the Dragon Emperor into this half-step Emperor's Consummation!"

Hearing this, Huantian's expression dimmed in an instant, looking at Mo Wentian, his face was embarrassing.

"These are ten soul spars and fifty mid-level fifth-level spirit grass Longdancao, you have all refined, you can definitely improve your cultivation!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's heart moved, ten soul spars and fifty dragon pill grasses instantly appeared in front of Huantian.

"Thank you, boss!"

Looking at these soul spar and dragon alchemy in front of me, I really don't know what to say except thank Huan Tian.

"Huantian, first enter the Wentian Pavilion for cultivation, and wait for your cultivation base to break through before coming out!"

Looking at Huantian, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed and said in a cold voice.

"Ok, boss!"

After answering, Huantian entered the Wentian Pavilion without any hesitation.

As Huantian entered Wentian Pavilion, only Mo Wentian Xiaojiao and Little Black Snake remained in place.

Time flies quickly, and midnight is coming soon.

"Huhuhu..."

Mo Wentian took a light breath and stood up.

"The time is almost here, the one who should be here is coming!"

Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and a cold glow passed by.

"Boss, I have felt countless auras coming towards our upper room!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao seemed to have discovered something and said with a vigilant face.

"As expected!"

Mo Wentian's expression is extremely indifferent, and there is no fluctuation in his eyes.

As if these countless warriors came, he had expected it long ago.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a violent sound came, and a colorful sedan chair flew in Mo Wentian's spiritual sense in an instant.

"Little Jiao, Little Black Snake, this emperor is going to stay in this room with this saint of the Kunpeng clan for a period of time. You are all guarding outside. If you have anything to do, you will speak to this emperor immediately!" /

Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, looking at Xiao Jiao and Little Black Snake, and said coldly.