Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1834: The terrible old man in ancient books

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Chapter 1834 The terrible old man in ancient books

"Buzzing..."

In the void, the phantom of the old man in the ancient book is much clearer than before, but it is still very illusory.

But at this moment, the phantom of the old man from the ancient book, the power in his body has increased.

"Ask my brother!"

At the moment, Tianhu, not far away, looked at Mo Wentian's appearance, but couldn't help but feel distressed.

At this moment, Tianhu's heart even wanted to share the burden for him.

But she can't, she can't share it, and Mo Wentian can only bear this pain.

Thinking like this, a complicated look flashed across Tianhu's eyes, and his expression dimmed.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

"Boy, can you still hold it?"

The ancient book elder opened his eyes and saw that Mo Wentian's body was already soaked with sweat, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking.

"Senior ancient books!"

"I can hold it!"

Mo Wentian even grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and raised a curve, pretending to be calm.

"Boy, I won't let you bear it for too long!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's pretentious calmness, a complicated gaze flashed in the eyes of the old man from ancient books, and he said in his heart secretly.

"Rumble..."

The next moment, in the hands of the old man from the ancient book, a suction power that was dozens of times more terrifying than before came.

The suction power went towards Mo Wentian.

The breath on Mo Wentian's body quickly moved towards the old man in the ancient book.

"Hmm..."

"Why is this pain several times stronger than before!"

Feeling the pain of the distance, Mo Wentian muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's brows were frowned.

Mo Wentian's body, the clothes, at this moment, it is not soaked with sweat, but blood.

Countless blood leaked from Mo Wentian's meridians.

"Ask my brother!"

Looking at Mo Wentian like this, Tianhu felt distressed for a while.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

……

At this moment, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian not far away are full of worry in their eyes.

"None of you need to worry!"

"This kid has the Heaven Devouring God Technique, it is impossible to die!"

"It's just the pain he endured, it's really strong!"

Looking at the worried faces of Tianhu and Xiaojiao Huantian, the ancient book old man said in a deep voice.

Listening to the words of the old man from the ancient book, Tianhu and others, only then felt a little relieved.

But their eyes still looked at Mo Wentian at the moment, their eyes didn't blink, as if they were afraid of missing something.

"How can the power absorbed by the predecessors of this ancient book be so much more than that of the predecessors of Shenzhu!"

"If I didn't have the Heaven Devouring God Art, I am afraid I would have become a corpse!"

Taking a breath of cold air, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly rose up.

But the next moment, Mo Wentian focused all his attention on the Heaven Devouring God Art.

"Buzzing..."

At this moment, I saw in the void, the phantom of the old man from the ancient book flashed, and with a wave of his hand, a pill was floating on the void.

As this pill appeared, a powerful force spread.

"Boy, this is Storm Blood Pill, you quickly refine it!"

With a cold drink, the blood violent pill headed towards Mo Wentian.

"Blood Blood Pill?"

Looking at the pill, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, but he didn't immediately refine it.

"Boy, this violent blood pill can increase the strength in your body!"

"If you don't refining, your kid can't bear it!"

The old man from the ancient book seemed to see Mo Wentian's hesitation, and the old man from the ancient book flashed light in his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Listening to the words of the old man in ancient books, Mo Wentian thought that the old man in ancient books had followed him for so long, and the old man in ancient books had always done for his own good.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Wentian did not hesitate to refine the blood violent pill.

"Rumble..."

As Mo Wentian refined the blood violent pill, the aura on Mo Wentian's body grew rapidly.

Mo Wentian's complexion has also returned to the slightest ruddy.

"Boy, I am going to suck!"

At this moment, the voice of the old man from the ancient book came again.

At the same time, the other hand of the old man in the ancient book stretched out towards Mo Wentian.

As the old man in the ancient book stretched out his hand, a powerful suction force moved towards Mo Wentian, and the power in Mo Wentian quickly disappeared.

Mo Wentian only felt a sense of weakness.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's ruddy face had just recovered and turned pale again.

The pain of this ecstasy is dozens of times stronger than just now.

The breath on Mo Wentian's body suddenly dropped.

Subconsciously, Mo Wentian resisted the suction of the old man from the ancient book.

"Boy, don't resist!"

"To resist the pain you endure will only be stronger!"

Feeling Mo Wentian rebelling, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man in ancient books, a cold voice said.

"The pain of resistance is stronger?"

"Predecessors of ancient books, you have absorbed too much power!"

Listening to Shenzhu's words, Mo Wentian instantly recovered his senses.

"Boy, don't worry, I have a sense of measure!"

"Although you have suffered more, but you have the Heaven Devouring Divine Art, the power in your body is simply inexhaustible!"

The voice of the old man from the ancient book came again.

"Heaven Devouring God Technique!"

A gleam of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes as the old man said.

With a cold drink, Don't ask the angels to use their full power to start the Heaven Devouring God Art.

"Rumble..."

As Mo Wentian was running the Heaven Devouring God Secret Art with all his strength, a terrifying and boundless force rose instantly from Mo Wentian.

The resentment within the tens of thousands of feet in the resentment world, frantically gathered towards Mo Wentian.

"Buzzing..."

Countless grievances, as they approached Mo Wentian, they converted into spiritual energy and entered Mo Wentian's body, but within a moment, they were quickly swallowed.

"Call..."

Mo Wentian let out a sigh of relief, Mo Wentian let out a sigh of relief.

As the Sky Devouring God Art was running at full capacity, Mo Wentian obviously felt that the pressure in his body had been reduced a lot.

But the terrible suction power from the phantom in the void has not diminished in the slightest.

"What is the realm master doing? Why do our grievances against the heavens gather towards the hall!"

"Why does the world master absorb these grievances? What does the world master want to do?"

"Does the world master want to absorb all our grievances against the heavens, right?"

"No, the world master is not a person who cultivates with grievances. This grievance is of no use to him!"

"Yes, I am not a person who practices resentment, let alone it is useless to him, resentment will hurt him!"

……

Feeling the countless grievances, gathered in the hall, countless disciples who were grieving against the world began to discuss.

They looked at the hall with their eyes full of doubts.