Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 2470: Eight-armed apes palm formation

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Chapter 2470 Eight-armed apes palm formation

At this moment, the old man of ancient books is extremely worried.

If it wasn't for the inaccessibility of the Shentian Mountain Range, he would have already rushed towards the Shentian Mountain Range.

Don't ask what the sky means, not only the old man with the **** beads knows it, but the old man in the ancient book also knows it very well.

Mo Wentian is not only the hope of the entire Protoss, but also the hope of the entire Celestial Realm. Mo Wentian cannot be missed.

At the same time, the old man in ancient books also knew that according to Mo Wentian's personality, Mo Wentian would definitely participate in this experience.

Not only that, in fact, in the heart of the old man in ancient books, he has already guessed that Mo Wentian will not only slowly seize training resources in the Shentian Mountain Range.

"Old man from ancient books, that person will not be tens of thousands of years old, I'm afraid he will attack our heavenly immortal world!"

"Mo Wentian, that kid, absolutely can't make any mistakes, the only descendant of that person is Mo Wentian this kid!"

"This kid has also awakened the Jiujiu Guiyi Sword Art, and the blood power of the person in this kid's body will be awakened soon!"

"Mo Wentian, this kid is the hope of our Protoss, and the hope of the entire Celestial Realm. We can't let Mo Wentian do anything!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, the old man of the **** pearl looked at the old man from the ancient book, and his eyes flashed with a complex light, and said in a deep voice.

In the heart of the old man of God Pearl, he is also very worried about Mo Wentian.

"Shenzhu old man, I know your worries, and I also know that you blame yourself!"

"But our worry is useless. We can't enter the Shentian Mountain Range, and we can't even enter the Spirit!"

"The kid Mo Wentian entered the Shentian Mountain Range, he can only rely on himself for all this!"

The old man from ancient books approached the old man with the beads, stretched out his hand and patted the old man with the beads on the shoulder, and sighed in a deep voice.

If you can help Mo Wentian, the old man from ancient books will do it without hesitation.

But the old man in ancient books also knew very well that once Mo Wentian entered the Shentian Mountain Range, they would not be able to give Mo Wentian any help.

In the Shentian Mountains, everything can only be seen by Mo Wentian himself.

"Old man, maybe our decision was wrong!"

After pondering for a while, a complex gaze flashed in the eyes of the old man of God Orb, with a cold voice.

"Whether our decision is right or wrong, it has no meaning now!"

"All we can do is wait for the kid Mo Wentian to come back from the Shentian Mountain Range!"

In the eyes of the old man of ancient books, a faint light flashed, and a deep voice said.

"Hmm!"

Hearing the words, the old man of God Orb gave a hum and nodded.

In the realm of the gods, the elders of the **** beads and the ancient books were worried about Mo Wentian.

In the Shentian Mountains at this moment, Mo Wentian is at war with the Eight-armed Ape King.

The remaining seven palms of the eight-armed monkey king fell towards Mo Wentian.

"Buzzing..."

Looking at the eight-armed ape king's seven palms falling towards him, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly.

Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already turned into nine figures.

The nine Mo Wentians are exactly the same in appearance and breath.

At this moment, even Xiao Jiao and Huantian can't tell which one is Mo Wentian's true body.

"This...this body is really strong, it turns into nine figures, and these nine figures can't tell which one is the real body!"

"What I see is dazzled. In my opinion, I think every figure is a real body!"

"This human cultivation is really only in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven?"

"This battle is getting more and more exciting. This eight-armed ape king has eight arms, but this human has nine clones. It's really a perfect match!"

"Even if this human being has a strong body, his cultivation is still far behind the Eight-Ape King. He will never be the opponent of the Eight-Ape King!"

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Looking at the nine identical Mo Wentian figures that appeared in the void, the countless monsters began to discuss.

At this moment, their eyes are even more unblinking, as if they are afraid of missing something wonderful.

Although Mo Wentian's body style shocked them, in their opinion, they still believed that the final winner of this battle was the King of the Eight Gibbon Apes.

After all, in their view, cultivation is the standard for measuring strength.

"Left side by side!"

"It's ridiculous that I just want to influence me if I am just a little bit!"

Listening to all these discussions, the eight-armed ape king's self-confidence has grown a lot.

In the eyes of the eight-armed ape king, Mo Wentian's posture is nothing more than a garish look. In fact, it doesn't have much effect.

"Ant, you are ridiculous!"

"Nine-Nine Combination of One Sword Art!"

An angry voice sounded, and the nine Mo Wentians in the void directly used the Jiujiu Yiyi Sword Art.

As Jiujiu Guiyi Sword Art was used, the aura on Mo Wentian's body quickly soared.

"Tear..."

In the void, I saw nine holes that were directly torn open. In these nine holes, the endless turbulence of the void was rolling out.

"Boy, your sword is really good!"

"If you didn't have this magic sword, you would be nothing at all in front of me!"

Looking at the emptiness in front of him, the eight-armed ape king's eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was an impressive, cold drink in his eyes.

Actually, the shock of this scene to the King of the Eight-armed Ape is not small, but the King of the Eight-armed Ape is not willing to admit it.

"Really?"

"But this emperor is going to kill you with the Heaven Devouring Sword!"

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

This eight-armed ape king deserves to be a monster who cultivates physique. Mo Wentian has already felt it in a battle with him.

If the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword was not there, Mo Wentian really didn't have the full confidence to kill the Eight-armed Ape King.

At this moment, the eight-armed ape king said so, how could he put down the Heaven Devouring Sword and fight hard with this eight-armed ape king.

"Boy, it seems that you really are nothing!"

"You only rely on this magic sword!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the eight-armed ape king.

The eight-armed ape king said that he wanted Mo Wentian to put down his sword.

Ke Mo Wentian not only was not fooled, but was determined to use the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, which made the eight-armed ape's heart soar.

Although the king of the eight-armed ape is so angry with Mo Wentian, he can't do anything about Mo Wentian.

"You don't need any artifact that the Emperor uses, you just need to know!"

"Today you are going to die in the hands of the emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at the eight-armed ape king, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes, and shouted angrily.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's breath rose rapidly.

After finishing speaking, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and went straight to kill the Eight Gibbon King.

In the void, nine figures of Mo Wentian, holding the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, all slashed towards the Eight-armed Ape King.

"Humans, you are the one who died!"

"Eight-armed apes palms!"

Looking at Mo Wentian slaying towards him, the remaining seven palms of the Eight-armed Ape King swiftly punched out a seal.

As the Dao Yin tactics were played, a huge palm appeared in the void, and a terrible palm power spread out from that palm.

Immediately, I saw the huge palm, directly greeted by Mo Wentian's figure.

The palm of one hundred thousand feet in size, seems to be able to cover the clouds and the sun, and the entire emptiness of the Shentian Valley is darkened.

"The ants, there are even palm formations, it seems that I underestimated you!"

Looking at the palm of the eight-armed ape king, Mo Wentian’s eyes shrank suddenly, and the Heaven Devouring Sword did not hesitate at all. Nine Mo Wentian figures holding nine Heaven Devouring Swords. , Chopped the palm towards the void.