Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 2606: The soul of one thousand eight hundred zhang

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Chapter 2606 The soul of one thousand eight hundred zhang

"Yes!"

"The boss has refined the mid-Emperor-level pill!"

"Even if they know that the boss has a mid-term emperor pill, it is useless!"

"What's more, they don't have much strength at all. They can seize the mid-level elixir medicine from the boss!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Huantian, and his eyes flashed with a deep voice.

No one in the heavenly immortal world is Mo Wentian's opponent. Even if Huantian does not set up an illusion, it is impossible for these people to seize the mid-emperor-level pill from Mo Wentian's hands.

It's not just them, even the realm master of Qin Tianjie, it is impossible to **** the mid-emperor-level pill from Mo Wentian's hands.

Huantian sets up the illusion, just don't want them to disturb Mo Wentian's promotion.

"Hmm!"

"Little Jiao, we will protect the boss well!"

"Look at how much the boss's soul can rise to!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Huan Tian looked at Xiao Jiao, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, with a deep voice.

The spirit of Mo Wentian originally reached 1,200 zhang. This time Mo Wentian's spirit has improved, I don't know what level it can reach.

Can't tell why, Huantian has an intuition in his heart that Mo Wentian's spirit promotion is definitely not just a point.

You must know that Qin Yuan's cultivation has reached the stage of Heavenly Sage's early stage. Had it not been for Qin Yi's suppression, Qin Yuan's cultivation would have already broken through to the stage of Heavenly Sage's mid-stage.

But Qin Yuan's soul is only a thousand feet.

Mo Wentian's cultivation base was in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, and it was already a terrifying existence that his soul reached 1,200 zhang.

This time, Mo Wentian wants to improve his spirit, and Mo Wentian must have a lot of spirits.

"The boss's spirit is one thousand two hundred zhang, I think the boss's spirit can definitely rise to one thousand five hundred zhang!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, and a bright light appeared in his eyes.

"The boss's spirit, if it can rise to 1,500 feet, may be stronger than Qin Yi's spirit!"

"If the boss's spirit reaches 1,500 feet and is stronger than Qin Yi's, then a battle with Qin Tianjie in a month will be even more fearless!"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, Huantian's eyes flashed with a deep, deep voice.

"Huantian, I believe that the boss's soul can definitely rise to 1,500 feet!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao's eyes showed a sense of confidence.

In that way, it seems that Xiao Jiao is very confident that Mo Wentian's spirit has risen to 1,200 zhang.

An hour's time passed quickly.

The breath on Mo Wentian's body is terrifying.

The cultivation resources of Mo Wentian's refining are quite a lot, and Mo Wentian's spirit has increased a lot.

"Was the **** of brother Tian, ​​I don't know how many feet it has grown!"

At this moment, Tianhu, who was not far away, saw that Mo Wentian hadn't awakened from his cultivation, and Tianhu's eyes had a touch of worry.

"Tianhu, boss's spirit, you don't have to worry about it!"

"The spirit of the boss can definitely improve a lot!"

Looking at Tianhu's worried look, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed a faint light, and said in a deep voice.

"Fifteen hundred feet!"

And at this moment, Mo Wentian yelled angrily.

The aura on Mo Wentian's body is even more terrifying.

Mo Wentian's soul has grown directly to 1,500 feet.

Originally, Mo Wentian still wanted to refine his cultivation resources to improve his cultivation base, but he found that his spirit reached 1,500 feet, which seemed to have reached a bottleneck.

No matter how much training resources he refines, it will have no effect on the promotion of his spirit.

"Fifteen hundred feet?"

"Boss, your soul has reached 1,500 feet?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and appeared in front of Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes couldn't hide his joy.

"Yes!"

"My soul has reached 1,500 feet!"

"A thousand and five hundred zhang souls are still not enough!"

Mo Wentian let out a long breath and stood up, his expression dimmed.

From Mo Wentian's point of view, his cultivation level was raised to the late Emperor of Heaven, and his spirit could definitely be raised to one thousand eight hundred zhang.

Unexpectedly, the rise of his spirit to 1,500 feet was like a bottleneck, so he didn't increase it.

This puzzled Mo Wentian's heart.

"Boss, the soul of one thousand five hundred zhang, is already very strong!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a light, deep voice.

"The soul of one thousand five hundred zhang, for ordinary warriors, is very strong!"

"For Qin Yi, it is only comparable to him!"

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

"Boss, do you mean that Qin Yi's soul has reached 1,500 feet?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao's eyes suddenly rose up, almost blurted out as if it was raining.

"Yes!"

"Qin Yi's soul, when he was outside the Shentian Mountain Range, his soul has reached 1,500 feet!"

"My soul, only to reach 1,500 feet, is only able to fight him!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao with a dim expression.

Obviously, Mo Wentian was a little dissatisfied with the rise of Shenhun to 1,500 feet.

Mo Wentian wanted to raise the soul to 1,800 meters, but the soul only increased to 1,500 meters.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complicated look.

"Boss, your spirit reaches 1,500 feet, and Qin Yi's 1,500 feet is definitely not the same level!"

"Your cultivation level has also improved, not only that, you still have the Nether Spear in your hand, you have no fear of Qin Yi!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a serious face.

"Nether Spear?"

"I promised to give this nether spear to Mo Qiu, I even forgot about it!"

"Wait when I go back to the God Realm, I will give this Nether Spear to Mo Qiu!"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, Mo Wentian thought of the Nether Spear, but he had promised to give Mo Qiu the Nether Spear, but the Nether Spear was still in his hands at the moment.

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

"Boss, the cultivation base of Mo Qiu is only the realm of the Emperor's Consummation, this ghost spear, even if you give it to him at this moment, he may not be able to control it!"

"It's better to wait a month after the battle between God Heaven Realm and Qin Heaven Realm, we won Qin Heaven Realm, and it will not be too late to give the Nether Spear to Mo Chou!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao said with a serious face.

After all, this Nether Spear is a holy artifact, and holy artifacts are not available everywhere.

Neither the old man of the **** orb nor the old man of ancient books had any sacred objects in his hand, and Mo Wentian had the Nether Spear, and he had at least one more bargaining chip against Qin Yi.

In Xiao Jiao's heart, all he thinks about is the safety of Mo Wentian.

In Xiao Jiao's heart, Mo Wentian has long been regarded as his relative, and Mo Wentian's safety is the most concerned for him.

"Let’s talk about this!"

"Qin Yi gave Qin Tu the Nether Spear. This shows that there is definitely a stronger sacred weapon in Qin Yi's hands!"

Suddenly, it seems that something has been thought of, Mo Wentian's expression is extremely serious.

"Boss, what you said makes sense!"

"Qin Yi's hands are definitely stronger sacred artifacts, but I don't know what Qin Yi's sacred artifacts are!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a deep, deep voice.

Qin Yi is the realm master of Qin Tianjie. Since he can give Netherworld a spear to Qin Tu, this shows that there is a stronger sacred weapon in his hand.

Qin Yi thinks that Qin Tu is more important than his own life, but he is the realm master of Qin Tianjie, and there must be a stronger holy artifact in his hand.

At this moment, there is even more worry in Xiao Jiao's heart.