Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1864: The man in the portrait

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Chapter 1864 The Man in the Portrait

"Sky Fox!"

"Don't think it was you who made me tired, you and I are one!"

"We devour the heavens and the realm of the gods are also one body, we are all prosperous, and we lose all we lose!"

Before Tianhu finished speaking, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complicated gaze, and he interrupted quickly.

"Wen Tian Brother..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Tianhu opened his mouth, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Mo Wentian said so, Tianhu's heart is extremely grateful.

Tianhu also knew very well what Mo Wentian meant by this.

Mo Wentian is asking her not to have too much psychological pressure.

"The kid in this portrait, whose cultivation level is only in the middle stage of the emperor, why did he find half of the Celestial Realm, and there is no news about that kid!"

"Yes, according to the truth, it is so easy to find an ant in the middle of the emperor, but why this kid has no news at all."

"What the **** is this kid? He actually killed Yu Tianjie's Young Master, and he can disappear without a trace!"

"It's been a few days, this kid hasn't heard the slightest news. If it weren't for the world master Yu Tianjie who offered a reward for peerless artifacts and elixir, I really don't want to continue searching!"

"The realm master of Yu Tianjie has always been known for being stingy. I didn't expect Yu Hao to die, but he became generous!"

……

And just at this moment, a group of figures appeared in Mo Wentian's place.

There are dozens of figures that appeared.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's spirit and spiritual consciousness unfolded in an instant, shrouded in those figures.

"Thirty people!"

"The cultivation base is in the middle of Tianzun!"

At the moment when Mo Wentian's spirit unfolded, the cultivation bases of those figures were completely presented in Mo Wentian's mind.

The cultivation level of these people is not high, and they are only in the middle stage of the emperor.

"By the way, that portrait?"

"They said they killed the son of the realm master Yu Tian, ​​isn't that Yu Hao?"

"What they said, the kid in the middle stage of the emperor's cultivation, wouldn't it be me?"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparable light, and said in his heart secretly.

"Boss, who are these people talking about?"

"Why are they holding a portrait in their hands?"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao's spiritual consciousness unfolded, and the comments of those figures also fell in Xiao Jiao's ears, and Xiao Jiao's heart raised a touch of doubt and couldn't help asking.

"You are waiting for the emperor here, the emperor will go and see!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a light, cold voice.

After speaking, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure appeared not far from those figures.

"If the person in that portrait is really me, I don't bother to solve these problems!"

"Look at who the person in this portrait is first!"

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

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, his figure flashed, turning into an old man.

The old man has white hair and gray, even his beard is white. The aura on his body, Mo Wentian will reveal the aura of Tianzun's early days.

"Ahem..."

Immediately, Mo Wentian coughed lightly.

Mo Wentian wanted to get the attention of these people.

Sure enough, as Mo Wentian had expected, with his light cough, the figures suddenly became vigilant.

"Who? Isn't it coming out soon?"

Among the thirty people, a figure stood up and said coldly.

"Ahem..."

"It's old!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian slowly walked out from a distance.

He stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, and the aura on his body stabilized in the early days of Tianzun.

"It turned out to be an old man who could not be cultivated in the early days of Tianzun!"

Looking at the appearance of Mo Wentian, the man who stood up breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem..."

"The old man happened to listen to you just now, what portrait are you looking for?"

"Who is in the portrait? Can you let the old man see, maybe he has seen it, and I can provide you with clues!"

The next moment, when Mo Wentian thought of his purpose, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes and said directly.

"Old man, based on the way you are about to enter the coffin, can you still see that the kid is not successful?"

"Maybe, although this old man looks like he is going into the coffin soon, maybe he has actually seen the kid!"

"Yes, this old man's cultivation is only in the early days of Tianzun. With such cultivation, even if we show him this portrait, could he still take our credit?"

"Yes, if this old man really has news about that kid, if he dares to go to Yutian Realm Master Yu Zhentian to claim credit, we will kill him!"

"It's okay to show this old man, maybe there will be unexpected gains!"

……

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the thirty people instantly started talking.

Among them, some warriors are still very defensive against Mo Wentian. What they guard against is not Mo Wentian beheading them, but they are worried. Mo Wentian saw this portrait and told Yu Zhentian the news.

In this way, the artifacts and elixir are naturally not theirs.

But when their eyes looked at Mo Wentian, the aura on Mo Wentian's body, but in the early stage of Tianzun, such a cultivation level, even if Mo Wentian was going to tell Yu Zhentian the news.

It is easy for them to beheaded.

"Old man, this is a portrait!"

"It's okay to show you!"

"If you know the clues of the kid in this portrait, don't forget to tell us!"

The next moment, among the thirty people, the man who had originally stood up looked at Mo Wentian and said with a cold face.

Speaking, the man waved his hand and the portrait instantly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"It's really me!"

"This aftershock, I am really willing to spend a lot of time, and I will draw my portrait, and I will pay a lot of money for my information!"

Looking at the portrait, a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Old man, how is it?"

"Have you seen this kid?"

At this moment, the man who stood up suddenly came to Mo Wentian's side, looked at Mo Wentian, said with a cold face.

"No!"

Mo Wentian shook his head, and said simply.

"Old man, you haven't seen it before, so what to see is a waste of our time!"

When I heard that Mo Wentian hadn't seen him before, the man who stood up stretched out his hand and pulled the portrait from Mo Wentian's hand, his expression even more gloomy.

"The old man just wants to see this!"

"Why do you have to be angry with the old?"

Looking at the man's appearance, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his voice became cold.