Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 2146: One thousand two hundred and twenty feet.

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of Sword God!

Chapter 2146 One thousand two hundred and twenty feet

"Successful promotion immediately?"

Listening to the words of the old man in ancient books, Huantian's eyes looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes still full of worry.

"Buzzing..."

At the moment when Huantian was worried, in the void, that countless mysterious power had already gathered on Mo Wentian's body.

The nine dragon phantoms on the celestial body of Mo Wen stopped circling even more.

The phantoms of the dragons crawling around Mo Wentian, they looked at Mo Wentian with very respectful expressions.

It looks like it has been tamed by Mo Wentian.

"What is going on?"

"The breath of the boss..."

Looking at this scene, Huantian's eyes are full of doubts.

Mo Wentian originally had a vast aura, and the Shenlong Phantom was circling frantically, but at this moment everything seemed to be still, and there was no change at all.

This makes Huantian's heart a little worried.

Huantian did not hesitate at all, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, he had already appeared beside Mo Wentian.

"Huantian!"

Looking at Huantian appearing beside him, Mo Wentian suddenly opened his eyes.

"Boss, you... have you succeeded in improving your physique?"

Huantian was taken aback for a moment, then recovered, and asked quickly.

"Physique?"

"If my physique is displayed, the warrior at the peak of the emperor will not be so easy to hurt me!"

Mo Wentian grinned slightly, and raised a radian.

"Boss, that..."

"Then your physique has improved?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian's eyes rose with an impressive touch, and his face was even more curved.

"Yes!"

"My physique has improved!"

"But my soul hasn't improved yet!"

The icy voice sounded, and an extremely cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Speaking of Divine Soul, Mo Wentian's expression dimmed instantly.

At this moment, Mo Wentian, after passing through the long river of Wangchuan, has indeed ascended to the perfect state of the sixth level of the Immortal Body of the Nine Dragons.

The current Mo Wentian is just showing off his physique, and the people at the peak of the Heavenly Emperor are not that easy to hurt him.

But his soul is still slightly motionless at the moment, which makes Mo Wentian feel a little dissatisfied.

"Is the soul not promoted?"

"Boy, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!"

"This improvement of the cultivation base is naturally to be done slowly step by step. Your physique is successfully improved, and then you can improve your spirit!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's dim look, the phantom of the old man from ancient books appeared beside Mo Wentian.

Taking a step forward, the old man from ancient books reached out and patted Mo Wentian's shoulder, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and raised a radian.

"Predecessors of ancient books, how can I elevate my soul?"

"The water of the Forgotten River does not seem to have such a great effect on my soul!"

Listening to what the old man said, Mo Wentian looked at the old man with a serious face.

"Wangchuan River does not do much to your soul?"

"Boy, this long river of Forgotten River is the best for ordinary people, not to mention that it can raise the soul by hundreds of meters, but it is easy to raise the soul by tens of meters!"

"Your kid often uses Divine Soul, but you know that although Divine Soul has only increased by tens of feet, in terms of distance, that is the distance between life and death!"

At this moment, the look of the old man in ancient books became serious.

"The average person has risen several tens of feet?"

"Predecessors of ancient books, how much can my spirit be improved?"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and he couldn't help asking.

"Boy, how much your spirit can improve, this is not something I can know!"

"I'm just telling you, this long river of Forgotten River can improve your spirit!"

"It's just that the spirit is elevated, you have to experience the pain of forgotten rivers and rivers tempering, so much more!"

"The pain of physical enhancement and tempering, in the face of the pain of soul tempering, can only be said to be drizzle!"

The look of the old man from ancient books is extremely serious.

"The pain of soul tempering is stronger than physical strength?"

Listening to what the old man said, Mo Wentian frowned, and lowered his voice.

"How?"

"Boy, are you scared?"

"Do you want to back down?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a complex gaze rose in the eyes of the old man of ancient books.

"Back off?"

"In my Mo Wentian's dictionary, there are no words to flinch!"

The sonorous voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.

"Very good!"

"Boy, you did not disappoint me!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's firm face, a touch of appreciation rose in the eyes of the old man from ancient books.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already reappeared in the water of Wangchuan River.

"Boy, gather all the powers on the soul!"

"Your soul, it won't take long before it will start to grow!"

"It's just that your spirit grows, you have to bear the pain!"

"The tempering of the soul is much more dangerous than the tempering of the body. Your kid must not come out of the river of Forgotten River before the soul stops growing!"

"If you come out, your kid's spirit, let alone an improvement, you will still be attacked by the spirit!"

Looking at Mo Wentian appearing in the Long River of Forgotten River, the eyes of the old man from ancient books flashed a glimmer of light and said with a serious face.

"Will the spirit come out before it stops growing, will it be backlashed?"

Muttering in his mouth, a touch of doubt appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Kid, remember what I said!"

"Stabilize your mind, your soul, and increase the distance, don't take too long!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's somewhat suspicious appearance, a ray of light flashed in the eyes of the old man from ancient books.

"Thank you for your advice, seniors!"

Mo Wentian bowed to the old man in the ancient book.

The next moment, Mo Wentian closed his eyes directly, stabilized his mind, and fell into cultivation.

"Buzzing..."

Mo Wentian, according to the old man in the ancient book, gathered all his powers on the spirit.

The old man in the ancient book is right. Compared with physical tempering, this spirit tempering is more painful.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's brows are all frowned.

But just for a moment, Mo Wentian's brows stretched out.

"The pain of soul tempering, this kid can endure it so easily!"

"It seems that I have a new understanding of this kid!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's brows stretched out, ray of light flashed across the eyes of the old man from ancient books.

At this moment, in the long river of Forgotten River, Mo Wentian gathered all his power towards the soul.

As the power gathered towards the soul, Mo Wentian's 1200 zhang soul, at this moment, really began to shake.

This made Mo Wentian's heart a touch of shock.

"My soul, really started to shake!"

"It seems that the water of the Forgotten River can really lift my soul!"

Mo Wentian said secretly in his heart.

"Buzzing..."

At the same time, the nine stars in Mo Wentian hovered rapidly at this moment.

The breath on Mo Wentian's body fluctuated even more at this moment.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

The aura in Mo Wentian's body is getting stronger and stronger.

Mo Wentian's original spirit of 1,200 feet has also grown at this moment.

"One thousand two hundred and ten feet, one thousand two hundred and twenty feet..."

The old man from ancient books looked at Mo Wentian in the long river of Forgotten River, and a bright light appeared in his eyes.

Mo Wentian's spirit is growing rapidly at a speed he can see.