Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1826: Resent you to surrender

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Chapter 1826 Complaining You and Surrendering

"Rumble..."

The next moment, in the void, Yuding trembled violently.

Amidst the tent of blame, a series of strange and incomparable powers attacked Mo Wentian.

"Boy, you can't stop the blame!"

"Success to death!"

There was a vicious voice, and the killing intent was boundless in Yuyou's eyes.

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, Yu Ding headed directly towards Mo Wentian.

"What exactly is this power?"

"Why is it so terrible, my heart trembled a little!"

The force struck, and Mo Wentian's forced operation technique stabilized his mind, but his face was still pale, as if he couldn't bear it.

"The Grim Ding is really terrible, that kid seems to be a little unbearable!"

"If it weren't for this kid to be extremely arrogant, our realm master would never use this grieving tripod to clean up him. I think this kid is under the resentment tripping, there is no possibility of survival!"

"I see how long this kid can last!"

"The good show is coming to an end soon, and under the sorrow, no one has ever been able to last a quarter of an hour!"

"You still don't want him to be arrogant. If you shoot out, you will die quickly if you are too arrogant!"

……

Looking at Mo Wentian's face pale, the countless disciples complaining to the heavens began to make a noise.

In their eyes, there was even more disdain.

At this moment, they seem to have seen Mo Wentian die tragically under this sorrow.

One by one, the anger on each body was instantly violent, as if to release all the arrogance that Mo Wentian had just treated them.

"Buzzing..."

At this moment, there was a wave of void fluctuations in Wentian Pavilion.

A figure appeared in Wentian Pavilion.

The figure that appeared was the old man Mo Wentian was very familiar with.

"Predecessors of ancient books, what is the power that spreads out of this grievance tripod?"

"Why can't I bear it, this power seems to ignore my body and directly attack my body!"

Looking at the appearance of the old man from ancient books, Mo Wentian asked quickly without any hesitation.

"Boy, what exactly this power is, I don't know!"

"But you have a way to solve the complaint!"

The old man of ancient books shook his head, his voice couldn't help being lowered a bit.

But the next moment, it seemed to be thinking of something, a bright light appeared in the eyes of the old man from the ancient book.

"What solution?"

Mo Wentian almost blurted out subconsciously.

"Boy, your spirit is stronger than this resentment, but it's not that strong!"

"Suppress directly!"

The corner of the old man's mouth was slightly grinned, and a curved path was raised.

In that voice, there was even more arrogance.

"Soul directly suppressed?"

"Thank you for the reminder of the ancient books, if it weren't for your reminder, I would have forgotten it, my soul!"

Listening to this old man from ancient books, Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed.

"Boy, I am afraid it will not be easy to suppress this grievance!"

"Be careful!"

The next moment, it seemed that something had been thought of, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the old man from the ancient book, and he said again.

"Thank you for the reminder of the ancient books, I understand!"

"I will solve this grievance, and this grievance is mine!"

Leng and arrogant voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.

"Soul, open!"

Immediately, Mo Wentian did not hesitate at all, and directly unfolded his spiritual consciousness.

As the spirit unfolded, the spirit of resentment also appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

This Huanyou's cultivation base has reached the late stage of Tianzun, but Huanyou's spirit is no more than eight hundred feet.

Compared with Mo Wentian's one thousand feet, the eight hundred feet of spirit, although not much different, but in terms of strength, there is a world of difference.

It can be said that Mo Wentian wanted to suppress Yuyou, and his soul suppressed it with great ease.

As for the resentment tripod, Mo Wentian's spirit also shrouded towards the resentment tripod.

"Buzzing..."

At the moment when Mo Wentian's soul was enveloped, there seemed to be a force forming a barrier in front of the Yuding Cauldron to stand in front of Mo Wentian.

"It seems that the seniors of the ancient books are right. I want to suppress this grievance. It is not that simple!"

Muttering to himself in his mouth, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an extremely cold light.

"If this is the case, then I will suppress this grievance first!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed lightly.

"Ant, this emperor is too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

"God, suppress me!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's Qianzhang Divine Soul, directly enveloped the eight hundred zhang Divine Soul of Yu You.

"Sound suppression?"

"This kid is not in the middle stage of the emperor, so he still wants to suppress me with his soul?"

"Are you funny?"

And at the moment when Mo Wentian's voice just fell, Mo Wentian's spirit was still overwhelmed by Huanyou's spirit, and Huanyou laughed wildly.

In his opinion, Mo Wentian's cultivation level is not enough for the middle emperor's realm, and the emperor's realm's cultivation base is no more than five hundred zhang.

Mo Wentian wanted to suppress him with his soul, which in his opinion was simply ridiculous.

"Hahahaha..."

"I'm afraid this kid didn't wake up from sleep, right? In the mid-term emperor realm, he still wants to suppress the power of the late Tianzun with his soul?"

"I think this kid is funny, no, I think this kid was frightened by our lord's complaint, otherwise, it would be impossible to say this!"

"This kid has contracted all my laughter for tens of thousands of years!"

"It's going to end soon, this kid is about to die under the vengeance!"

……

Looking at the appearance of Kuan You who laughed wildly, the disciple of Tianjie behind him also laughed wildly.

Mo Wentian's words, in their opinion, are undoubtedly talking about dreams, which is extremely ridiculous.

But what they didn't know was that Mo Wentian's spirit had reached a thousand feet.

If they knew that Mo Wentian's spirit had reached a thousand feet, they would not say this no matter what.

"Funny?"

"Really?"

"This emperor makes you unable to laugh soon!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly fell cold, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The one-thousand-thousand-foot soul, speeding up, shrouded in Yuyou's body.

"Ah..."

"This...this is impossible!"

And at the moment when Mo Wentian's soul was enveloped, Yu You's face was extremely hideous, and the screams were louder.

But in his eyes looking at Mo Wentian, they were full of disbelief.

If he hadn't experienced it personally, he would have never believed that Mo Wentian's spirit had reached a thousand feet.

The warrior in the mid-term Emperor's mid-term, above the Divine Soul, was even stronger than him, which completely exceeded his expectations.

At the moment when Mo Wentian's soul was enveloped, in addition to shock, a tremor rose in his heart.