Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1828: Fear the soul

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Chapter 1828 Fear of the Soul

"Return to the master, I don't know where the valley is!"

"The valley seems to be an illusion. It was 100,000 years ago when I entered the Qitian Mountain Range, when I entered the middle level of the Qitian Mountain Range!"

"I only feel the lightening of my body, and the scene in front of me has changed. When my body appears again, it has already appeared in a valley!"

Slightly indulged for a while, and a memory of memory appeared in Yuyou's eyes.

Hundred thousand years have passed, and even today, I think it’s weird to blame you.

He couldn't help taking a breath in his heart.

"Qitian Mountains?"

"It turned out to be won in the Qitian Mountains!"

"And still entered a valley like an illusion?"

Listening to Guyou's words, Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed.

This Cauldron of Complaint was actually captured in the Qitian Mountain Range, but the Qitian Mountain Range was in his Heaven Devouring God Realm, which is very convenient for Mo Wentian.

Can't tell why, Mo Wentian always feels that since there will be this grievance in the valley, there must be other artifacts.

"It seems that I will go to the Qitian Mountains again!"

Muttering in his mouth, Mo Wentian's heart secretly became firm.

But now, it's not the time to go to the Qitian Mountains.

In the world of blame, the master of the world of blame has been suppressed forcibly, but the remaining disciples of the world of blame have not surrendered. In the eyes of Mo Wentian, it is even more so Flashing resentment.

Apparently, they were not convinced at all in their eyes.

"Boss, you have already accepted this grievance!"

"What do you plan to do with the remaining disciples who are complaining to the world?"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and fell in front of Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.

"How to deal with these disciples?"

"Naturally, we want to fall under the command of our Heaven Devouring God Realm!"

Mo Wentian's voice is extremely cold.

At the same time, a king-like coercion spread from Mo Wentian's body, toward the disciples who blamed the heavens.

"What a terrible pressure, this pressure is like a supreme king!"

"Yes, I feel that my knees are not my knees anymore, so I want to bow down to this kid!"

"This kid used his soul to forcefully suppress our world lord, we cannot surrender to him!"

"Yes, he can forcefully suppress one of our realm masters with the power of the soul, but he cannot force hundreds of thousands of us with the power of the soul!"

"We blame the disciples of the heavens, we cannot surrender!"

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Listening to the extremely cold voice, complaining to the disciples of the heavens, the cold light in each one's eyes skyrocketed, and the aura on his body also grew rapidly.

It looks like the next moment, it's going to move towards Mo Wentian.

"Master, let me talk to them!"

"I blamed You for surrendering, and the heavens should naturally be surrendered at the feet of the master!"

Suddenly, Yingyou stood up, looked at Mo Wentian, and offered to ask.

"Are you here to talk to them?"

"The emperor has never liked to force people, this is to let the emperor come, he will convince them!"

Mo Wentian looked at Yingyou, with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, and an arc was raised.

"Master..."

Looking at Mo Wentian's appearance, Yu You opened his mouth, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Bing You's body just took a few steps back.

"How many of you are unwilling to surrender, stand up!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian's expression became cold, and he took a step forward, looking at the countless disciples resenting the heavens, and said in a cold voice.

"Swipe..."

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the disciples who blamed the heavens all stood up.

The fighting spirit on each of them is boundless, and there is even more resentment in the eyes looking at Mo Wentian.

"It seems that none of you want to surrender to the emperor?"

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian's expression grew colder.

But at this moment, Mo Wentian's heart was somewhat relieved.

These disciples who blamed the heavens were not scared in the slightest when their masters and Yudu surrendered.

This is exactly what Mo Wentian needs, the fearless warrior he needs.

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, no one backed away. On the contrary, the aura on them all rose more and more.

"Squeak..."

The creaking sound of fists clenched one after another.

"Boss, these people still seem to have some backbone!"

"It's just that there were many people who wanted to leave just now?"

Looking at these disciples who blamed the world, recalling the scene when they fled just now, Xiao Jiao's eyes raised a touch of doubt.

"Whether to go or stay, more importantly, it depends on the occasion!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed lightly.

Mo Wentian is very clear about the thoughts of these disciples.

Originally, they wanted to leave when Yingyou begged for mercy, because they were afraid that Mo Wentian would behead them after beheading Yuyou.

But they looked at Mo Wentian and didn't kill Guyou, only to subdue Guyou.

At this moment, they believe in their hearts that their stay is the most correct choice.

They stayed, twisted into a rope, and still have a chance to counterattack. Even if the counterattack is unsuccessful, Mo Wentian didn't even kill Guyou, could it still kill them?

Facts have proved that Mo Wentian's guess is not wrong at all, and that's how these disciples think.

"It seems that you are very dissatisfied with this emperor!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, the arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became stronger and stronger.

"Boy, you are right, we are not convinced!"

"You are a warrior who is not in the middle of the emperor's cultivation, even if you conquer our world lord with your spirit, we will not submit to you!"

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the crowd fell silent.

For a long time, a figure stood out among the crowd.

This person is a man, and his cultivation is only half a step away from the late Tianzun.

Mo Wentian glanced at it. The man who stood up was blamed for the highest level in the heavens, except for Yingyou.

"How do you surrender to this emperor?"

Mo Wentian looked at the man in front of him, but he didn't have the slightest anger at all, but he said kindly.

"Boy, you and me fight, you and I don't use any artifacts!"

"If I lose, I can't guarantee that all the disciples in the world will submit to you, but I can guarantee that at least 50% of the disciples will surrender!"

"By the way, there are spirits!"

"You can't use Divine Soul to fight me!"

The man looked at Mo Wentian, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Speaking of the end, the man did not forget to say that he could not use the spirit. Obviously, the man was actually afraid of the spirit of Mo Wentian.