Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1902: Old turtle surrendered

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Chapter 1902 Old Tortoise Surrenders

"Boy, the spirit of this old tortoise could not have been only eight hundred feet before!"

"Now his soul is only eight hundred feet, your kid wants to suppress it, so easy!"

At this moment, the voice of the old man from the ancient book came in his mind.

"Thank you for the reminder of the ancient books!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a gleam of light flashed.

"Boy, the matter of Minghai this day, you should solve it quickly!"

"There are so many things waiting for you to do!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, the eyes of the old man from the ancient book flashed a light, deep voice.

"Hmm!"

Mo Wentian gave a soft hum and nodded.

"Boy, die!"

And at this moment, Mr. Gui's stern voice resounded.

I saw that the old turtle's speed increased rapidly, as if the next moment he was about to smash Mo Wentian to pieces.

As soon as Mr. Gui said this, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged calmly.

It looks like it doesn't even look at the tortoise in front of him.

"You will be killed by Mr. Turtle like this!"

Looking at Mo Wentian sitting cross-legged, Long You's eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't help saying.

"Battered me?"

"He does not have this strength yet!"

Listening to Long You's words, Mo Wentian grinned slightly and raised a radian.

"Boy, it seems that you still have a bit of self-awareness, knowing that you can't fight me, sit down and wait for death!"

"Very good!"

Looking at Mo Wentian sitting cross-legged, Gui Lao thought that Mo Wentian was scared, and burst into a frantic laugh. The words were even more mocking.

"Sit down and wait to die?"

"The emperor will not die!"

"Suppression by the Soul!"

Mo Wentian looked at the momentary old turtle, and the arc of the corners of his mouth became more dense.

But the next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, his expression suddenly cold.

"Buzzing..."

Immediately, Mo Wentian's 1,200-zhang soul, went directly towards the old turtle.

"It's not good, it's the soul suppression!"

"How can this kid's spirit be so strong!"

With the power of Mo Wentian's soul, he moved towards the suppression of the old turtle, and the expression of the old turtle changed drastically.

At the same time, a bad premonition in the old turtle's heart rose instantly, and a breath of death enveloped him.

At this moment, Old Turtle's body couldn't help shaking.

His heart is even more impressive.

You must know that Mo Wentian in front of him, his cultivation level can only be in the Emperor's Consummation Realm, and a warrior in the Emperor's Realm, his soul will not exceed 500 zhang at most.

But Mo Wentian in front of him, the power of the spirit that exudes, is even stronger than his eight hundred zhang.

How can I not be surprised by this in my heart?

"Old tortoise, your soul, but eight hundred feet, you will not be the opponent of this emperor!"

"The emperor sees your strength is not bad, give you a chance to submit to the emperor!"

Looking at the panicked look of Mr. Gui, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth became more and more dense.

Although Mr. Gui's cultivation has reached the level of perfection, Mr. Gui's spirit is only eight hundred feet.

The soul of eight hundred feet, although the soul of Mo Wentian, is only four hundred feet away.

But the difference of four hundred feet is a huge difference.

It can be said that it is impossible for this old turtle to be Mo Wentian's opponent.

"The soul of eight hundred zhang, not an opponent?"

"Surrender?"

At this moment, Long You, who is not far away, has awe-inspiring eyes.

You must know that the old tortoise in front of you is a million-year old tortoise. His cultivation level has reached the level of perfection in the heavens hundreds of thousands of years ago.

And Mo Wentian's cultivation level is only the perfect state of the Emperor.

The cultivation base of the Emperor's Consummation Realm, but said that Tianzun's Consummation powerhouse is not his opponent. What a arrogance!

At this moment, in Long You's heart, there was a touch of admiration for Mo Wentian.

He is a person who pursues martial arts, but he has never been so arrogant. In fact, in his heart, he also wants to be so arrogant.

"Boy, want me to surrender you and dream!"

Gu Lao looked at Mo Wentian, a cold light flashed in his eyes, angrily said.

"Old tortoise, I have already given you the opportunity. Since you don't want it, you can't blame me!"

"The pain of soul suppression, but you have to bear it yourself!"

"Suppression by the Soul!"

Looking at the old turtle still resisting, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly fell cold.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian's terrifying soul power spread directly into the soul of the old man.

"Puff..."

As soon as Mo Wentian's soul power entered, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the old turtle's mouth.

"This...Is this impossible?"

"Your soul, how could..."

"How can it reach one thousand two hundred meters?"

At this moment, Mo Wentian's 1200 zhang soul has completely shrouded his soul.

At this moment, the old turtle has also understood that Mo Wentian's spirit has reached a terrifying one thousand and two hundred meters.

Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes are full of impressiveness.

His body trembles even more at this moment.

The realm of the emperor's consummation, the soul has reached 1,200 zhang unexpectedly.

You know, he is a perfect powerhouse of Tianzun, and his soul is only eight hundred zhang!

Ke Mo Wentian, a consummate warrior with the emperor, his soul has reached 1,200 zhang.

Don't say that he hasn't seen it before, it's considered to be that he hasn't even heard of it since ancient times.

"What?"

"The spirit of one thousand and two hundred feet?"

Listening to Mr. Turtle's words, Long You, who was not far away, stepped back several steps, his eyes full of disbelief.

He wanted to explore the divine soul, but his divine soul power had not yet been close to Mo Wentian, before he was shaken back.

"It's terrible!"

"This is definitely beyond a thousand feet!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Long You's eyes were very impressive.

"If you don't surrender, then die!"

And at this moment, watching the old turtle have not yet surrendered.

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's spirit became stronger.

What Mo Wentian wants is not to kill the old turtle, he wants the old turtle to surrender.

Looking for Mr. Turtle to be his person and be used by him, what he lacks most in his Sky Devouring Sword is strength.

"Puff..."

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood came out of the old turtle's mouth again.

Mo Wentian's soul is really terrifying, and he can't bear this terrifying power of the soul.

His pride was completely defeated by this terrifying power of the soul at this moment.

"I..."

"I am willing to surrender!"

Suddenly, Old Turtle looked at Mo Wentian, and spit out a few words from his mouth, as if these words required a lot of effort.

"Puff..."

After finishing speaking, in the void, Mr. Gui's ten-thousand-foot body disappeared.

An old man appeared in front of Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, the old man knelt directly on the ground without any hesitation.

"Submitted?"

"Old Turtle is afraid of his strength and surrendered!"

"It seems that my choice is correct!"

Looking at Old Turtle Kneeling on the ground and surrendering, a complicated look flashed in Long You's eyes, and he felt a little bit rejoiced.

"It seems that you are still acquainted!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian looked at the old turtle who was kneeling on the ground, and the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised an arc.

"Since you are willing to surrender, let's be happy!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian looked at the old turtle and shouted coldly.

"Be happy?"

Listening to the four words "Happy God", Gui Lao's expression changed again.

His body trembled even more.

"How?"

"Unwilling to let go?"

Looking at Mr. Gui's dumbfounded appearance, Mo Wentian said with a cold expression.

"I am willing to let go!"

"I let go!"

Old Turtle’s eyes were full of panic.

Mo Wentian's divine power shrouded his divine soul, terrifying.

That terrifying one thousand and two hundred zhang soul, as if it can shatter his soul, he is really scared!

He was afraid that Mo Wentian would really shatter his soul, and he was left with only the soul. If Mo Wentian wounded his soul, he would really disappear forever.