Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1457: Here here?

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Chapter 1457 is he here?

Looking at Mo Wentian, the child's face was very magnanimous.

"Hahahaha..."

"It turned out to be a kid!"

At this moment, looking at the transformed Blade Spirit, Xiao Jiao actually laughed.

It looks like I saw something funny.

"Little kid?"

"I am not a kid, considering age, I will definitely grow you tens of thousands of years!"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, Blade Ling's face was full of displeasure, and his voice became cold.

Even though the words of Blade Spirit are calm and gentle, in fact, in the heart of Blade Spirit, he still cares about his appearance.

He has grown to tens of thousands of years anyway, but his appearance has always been like this.

"Okay!"

"Blade Spirit, the emperor wants you to submit to the emperor, not just talking!"

"Let go of your mind!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian stepped forward, looking at the blade spirit of Youlong Blade, the light in his eyes was extremely cold.

Mo Wentian was a little surprised for the sharp surrender of the blade spirit in front of him.

But it was only a moment before he recovered.

"Be happy?"

"It’s not impossible to be happy!"

"But before letting go, I have one condition!"

Hearing that, a gleam of light flashed in Blade Ling's eyes.

He said the words himself, and of course he admitted it. It is not impossible to submit to Mo Wentian.

But let's be happy, he also knows what it means.

"Conditions?"

"What conditions?"

Looking at Blade Spirit, Mo Wentian almost blurted out subconsciously.

"My conditions are simple!"

"It's okay for me to be happy, but the imprint you give me is only ten thousand years!"

"After ten thousand years, I will be free again!"

The look of Blade Spirit is extremely serious.

"The imprint of the soul can only last 10,000 years?"

"Boss, this blade spirit is playing tricks and can't promise him!"

As soon as Blade Ling said this, Mo Wentian had not had time to speak in the future, Xiao Jiao's voice sounded first.

"No need to say more!"

"Ten thousand years is ten thousand years, this emperor promises you!"

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

Mo Wentian also has his own plans for the blade spirit of the Youlong Blade.

This blade spirit doesn't look like a person willing to be restrained. He is willing to surrender himself for ten thousand years, and Mo Wentian already thinks it's okay.

After all, Mo Wentian's seizure of this Youlong Blade was just to compete for the Shenlong Tongtian Map.

"Come on!"

"My mind has been let go!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian agreed, Blade Ling suddenly released his mind.

"Slave God Seal!"

Watching Blade Spirit let go of his mind, Mo Wentian directly hit the void with countless seals.

Along with this printing technique, a word slave appeared in the void.

In the word slave, a breath of immortality spread.

"Boss, you promised to only seal him for 10,000 years, but the slave character printed by your slave **** seems to be the same!"

Looking at the word slave appearing in the void, and recalling the conversation between Mo Wentian and Blade Spirit just now, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed.

"It was the same before, but now it's different!"

Mo Wentian said with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, his face indifferent.

The next moment, Mo Wentian made a gesture of Yin Jue in his hand, but it changed.

Above the word slave, the immortal breath suddenly lowered.

"Success!"

With an angry cry, three words unexpectedly appeared around the word slave in the void.

These three words are exactly the ten thousand years that Mo Wentian promised Blade Spirit.

The three words ten thousand years surround the word slave, and when seen from a distance, it is infinitely mysterious.

Immediately, Mo Wentian waved his hand, and the words Slave and Ten Thousand Years in the void fell towards the center of Blade Ling's eyebrows.

"Ah..."

At the moment the word slave fell, the blade spirit rolled on the ground in pain.

At this moment, he seems to be suffering from great pain, and his face is also pale.

"Boss, this is the mark of ten thousand years?"

At this moment, looking at the blade spirit tumbling on the ground, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

"Yes, this is the imprint of the soul of ten thousand years!"

Mo Wentian didn't conceal the slightest bit, and directly admitted it.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

The scream also stopped abruptly.

A figure rose from the ground.

"See you..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, Blade Spirit looked respectful.

Kane Ling hadn't finished speaking before being interrupted by Mo Wentian.

"Call me the emperor!"

Mo Wentian's voice is extremely indifferent.

There was no fluctuation in those faint eyes, and he couldn't see any emotions.

"Blade spirit pays respect to the emperor!"

Hearing the words, Blade Spirit stayed for a while, recovered and said quickly.

"Get up!"

Looking at the extremely respectful Blade Spirit in front of him, Mo Wentian raised his hand slightly, the blade spirit's body, as if being supported by an upward force, stood up directly.

"You are the blade spirit of this dragon blade, you have already surrendered to this emperor, then this dragon blade naturally belongs to this emperor too!"

"Go, take this emperor to get the Dragon Blade!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light and said in a cold voice.

"Yes, the emperor!"

Without any hesitation, Blade Spirit quickly agreed.

Immediately, Blade Spirit walked ahead and walked directly into the secret room.

When I saw this, Mo Wentian hurriedly followed, and Xiao Jiao, Huantian and others followed.

"Damn human beings, you still want to enter the secret room and seize the peerless artifact of my Youlong clan. I think you are looking for death!"

Just as Mo Wentian just took a step, a terrifying intent to kill instantly enveloped him.

Immediately, a figure, holding a peerless halberd, came towards Mo Wentian to kill.

"Not good!"

"It turned out to be a strong man who is about to break through to the Emperor's Consummation, his strength, I am afraid that he has reached the Emperor's Consummation!"

Looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer in the sky, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank.

A bad feeling arose instantly.

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. With a move of his mind, the Shenlong Seal appeared in his hand instantly.

"Boy, go to hell!"

The cold voice came, and I saw the figure in the void, holding the halberd, directly falling towards Mo Wentian.

"Shenlong Seal, block me!"

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian didn't even think about it, and directly blocked the seal of Shenlong in front of him.

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the Shenlong Seal seemed to understand Mo Wentian's words, and the power on the Shenlong Seal quickly skyrocketed.

At the same time, the seal of the dragon that was originally no more than a palm, but within a few breaths, it has skyrocketed to hundreds of meters in size. From a distance, it is terrifying.