Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1240: Anything?

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Chapter 1240 is there a situation?

Seeing the one thousand yuan of the smallest grade, not only in Chi Xiao's eyes, but also in the eyes of countless disciples from Heaven Devouring Kingdom, even the eyes of Xiao Jinghen and others couldn't help but widen.

Just my eyes fell to the ground.

If Mo Wentian took out the remaining three thousand middle-grade and high-grade soul spars, these disciples would have to go crazy.

Mo Wentian first only took out the smallest soul spar for the disciples to refine, so he had his plan.

"The emperor just said that he still has soul spar left?"

"The emperor said that there are leftover soul spars, so there must be, and looking at the appearance of the emperor, the remaining soul spars must be better than these!"

"I must work hard to refine and improve my cultivation base. When my cultivation reaches the emperor's initial stage, then I can get soul spar!"

"Yes, I will also work hard to improve my cultivation base and break through to the emperor's early stage. If I obtain the soul spar for refining, it is rumored that I can directly break from the emperor's early stage to the middle stage , And even broke through to the late stage of the Emperor!"

……

I have to say that Mo Wentian's management really has a set.

When he said so, he instantly aroused the blood of countless disciples.

Suddenly, countless disciples in the Kingdom of Devouring God, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, the aura on each of them grew at this moment.

"Chi Xiao, distribute all these soul spars!"

"Five days later, go to the Tianji Mountain Range and compete for the Shenlong Tongtian Map!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at Chi Xiao with a cold face.

"Yes, the emperor!"

Hearing that, Chi Xiao did not hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

As for who Mo Wentian took to fight for the Tianji Mountain Range, Chi Xiao had a hunch.

It is impossible for Mo Wentian to take all the disciples of the Kingdom of Devouring Gods, and the ones that can be taken by Mo Wentian are definitely the powerhouses of the Kingdom of Devouring Gods.

As for himself, his current cultivation base is not good in the Kingdom of Devouring God.

He is probably not qualified to follow Mo Wentian to the Tianji Mountain Range.

Thinking about this, Chi Xiao's expression instantly dimmed.

"The people who should distribute the soul spar have already distributed the soul spar, Tianhu..."

Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, the figure flashed directly and disappeared in place.

Appearing again is that Mo Wentian's figure has appeared in the small courtyard where Tianhu is practicing.

As soon as I entered the small courtyard, bursts of fresh floral scent hits instantly, giving people a refreshing feeling.

There is also a cold chill that comes with it. If it is replaced by an ordinary person, I am afraid that even the small courtyard of Tianhu will not be close.

Mo Wentian, but it doesn't feel at all.

With a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, he walked directly into the courtyard.

"Squeak..."

Mo Wentian walked into the small courtyard, where Tianhu often stayed in the practice room, watching the door closed tightly, Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and pushed the door directly.

As Mo Wentian pushed the door, in the center of the training room, a woman in a light blue skirt opened her beautiful eyes and stood up immediately.

"Wen Tian Brother..."

Looking at Mo Wentian appearing in front of him, Tianhu couldn't believe it for a while.

"Tianhu, this is a soul spar, you can refine and improve your cultivation base!"

"It's only seven days since the Shenlong Tongtian Map was born, this emperor still has a lot of things to deal with, please practice hard!"

Mo Wentian looked at Tianhu, the arc of the corners of his mouth became richer.

In Mo Wentian's heart, Tianhu's status is not low. If time is not too tight, Mo Wentian really wants to stay here to accompany Tianhu.

But the time really does not allow it at this moment. After Mo Wentian finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, a soul spar of the same size as Xiao Jiao Huantian appeared in Tianhu's hand instantly.

"Ask Brother Tian, ​​what is this soul spar?"

"What does it do?"

Looking at the soul spar gleaming with mysterious light in his hand, and the thick and incomparable soul power, Tianhu's heart was puzzled.

"This soul spar is condensed by the power of the beast's divine beast. It contains rich power. If you refine this piece, it will definitely not improve your cultivation. It’s just a little bit!"

Mo Wentian looked at Tianhu, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his expression was serious.

I can’t tell why, this soul spar has little effect on Mo Wentian.

However, in Mo Wentian's heart, there is an intuition that this soul spar must work well for Tianhu.

"Tianhu, the emperor still has a lot of things to deal with, I will see you in a few days!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's eyes fell thousands of feet away, as if he had discovered something, Mo Wentian's expression instantly became serious.

Speaking, Mo Wentian's figure flashed directly and disappeared into the small courtyard.

Suddenly, in the small courtyard, only the Tianhu who hasn't recovered.

"Wen Tian, ​​I will definitely not let you down!"

For a long time, Tianhu came back to his senses, the expression in his eyes was extremely firm.

Immediately, Tianhu took the soul spar and sat down again cross-legged.

At this moment, when Mo Wentian's figure appeared again, he had already appeared far away from the heaven-devouring kingdom of God.

"People of the Tianniu tribe, this time is here, this is looking for death!"

A quarter of an hour passed.

The countless figures were even spotted by Mo Wentian.

Those sturdy figures, at first glance, are people who cultivate physique.

And in this entire ancient heritage, there is only one race, and the one who cultivates is the physique, that is, the longicorn race.

Mo Wentian has already forged a grudge with the Tianniu tribe, and Mo Wentian also knows very well in his heart that the members of the Tianniu tribe will definitely not let him go.

But what Mo Wentian didn't expect was that the people of the Tianniu tribe came to find fault at this time.

Mo Wentian originally wanted to break through some physical strength, but now he was interrupted by the sudden plan of the Tianniu tribe, which made Mo Wentian's heart instantly angry.

"Squeak..."

The clenched fist made a squeaking noise.

At this moment, tens of thousands of feet away, the two elders stood at the forefront, while behind him were hundreds of thousands of disciples.

The figures of those disciples are extremely sturdy, and their figures alone are twice the size of ordinary people.

As for the aura in them, most of them are in the perfect state of the heavenly king.

There were several warriors in the early days of the Emperor, but the aura in them was still unstable.

Mo Wentian didn't have to think about it, it was because their cultivation level had just broken through.

"Buzzing..."

At this moment, Jiang Quan's sound transmission note came.

"There seems to be something wrong?"

Muttering in his mouth, Mo Wentian's eyes shrunk slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.