Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 186: The Ninth Thousand Floor
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"Boom..."
At this moment, the young man at the top finally reached the position of the ninth thousandth floor. He stepped out one step at a time, and the next moment, an earth-shaking force was shocked.
"Stick and pedal..."
The young man's footsteps, he took three or four steps back, and once again returned to more than seven thousand floors.
"What a strong pressure!"
The look of the young man was instantly dignified. Just now he stepped forward and the surrounding coercion instantly increased by hundreds of times. If it weren't for his strong strength, it was very likely that he would have been bombarded just now.
"Skyscarred Sword Dragon!"
"Go up!"
"Buzzing..."
A wave of fierce sword aura gathered in the void, and a purple stegosaurus appeared above the young man's head, and a violent sword intent spread out on the stegosaurus.
"Skyscarred Sword Dragon!"
"His Skymark Sword Technique has been cultivated to the fourth level!"
Mo Wentian squinted his eyes slightly, the Heavenly Mark Sword Technique, that is the Emperor-level Sword Technique, and the fourth layer of Tian Mark Sword Intent, coupled with the cultivation base of the young five-turn Sword Emperor, is enough for him to enter the Nine Melaleuca.
But I want to go to the top of the tower...
"Boom!"
Sure enough, as Mo Wentian expected, the Tianshen Sword Dragon appeared, and the boy walked directly on the ninth floor!
"Seven swords forbidden technique is mine..."
Seeing the teenager walking up to the ninth floor, Mo Tianjiao's eyes flashed with cold light, and then he quickly climbed up.
Eight thousand five hundred floors, eight thousand six hundred floors...
Finally stop, on the eight thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine floor!
"Mo Wentian, you lost!"
Mo Tianjiao's eyes fell on Mo Wentian, and there was a touch of disdain in those cold eyes.
Mo Wentian behind him is still on the 8,800th floor.
The figure, step by step, is coming slowly.
"Did you lose..."
Mo Wentian grinned, then he smiled and said: "Wait for you to go up and say it!"
"You..."
Mo Tianjiao's face was angry, then a murderous look passed through Mo Tianjiao's eyes.
"Kill my father, take away my Mo family, Mo Wentian, when you hand over the Thunder Emperor Sword, I want you to die..."
In Mo Tianjiao's eyes, the murderous spirit is so high, how can he forget the hatred of his father?
"The ninth thousandth floor, go up!"
Mo Tianjiao roared and stepped towards the ninth thousandth floor.
"Buzzing..."
With Mo Tianjiao's step, even the ladder began to tremble, Mo Tianjiao's footsteps, gently...
Land on the ninth thousandth floor.
"I'm here, hahaha..."
Mo Tianjiao couldn't help laughing, but the next moment, Mo Tianjiao's expression suddenly changed.
"No..."
"Boom!"
I saw a violent and boundless breath, madly suppressed, the next moment, Mo Tianjiao's entire body flew out.
"Boom boom boom!"
Like a ball, Mo Tianjiao's body rolled directly down the ladder, and finally stopped, Mo Wentian's feet.
"Puff..."
A mouthful of blood came out, and Mo Tianjiao's face was pale.
The breath on Mo Tianjiao's body is extremely weak.
"How is this possible?"
Muttering in his mouth, Mo Tianjiao's face is full of incredible!
"I can't help myself!"
A faint voice came, and Mo Tianjiao's expression froze. Looking at Mo Wentian who was close at hand, Mo Tianjiao's eyes were murderous.
"You lost!"
The next moment, a light voice came, and Mo Wentian stepped forward, suddenly surpassed her, and stopped on a step in front of her.
"You..."
Mo Tianjiao's eyes were full of anger.
She was shaken by the pressure of the ninth floor. How could she lose if it weren't for the power of the ninth floor?
"Emperor Sword, hand it over!"
Looking at Mo Tianjiao, Mo Wentian suddenly smiled evilly.
"Emperor Sword!"
Mo Tianjiao's eyes flickered crazily, Emperor Sword, that was the root of her becoming Tianjiao, if she handed over the Emperor Sword, then Mo Tianjiao would never have a chance with a genius again.
"Mo Wentian, I have reached the eighth and ninety-ninth floor. If you want to beat me, you must go to the ninth floor!"
"Otherwise, you will lose!"
Mo Tianjiao looked at Mo Wentian and suddenly shouted coldly.
"Nine thousand floors!"
Mo Wentian smiled, somewhat ironically.
For him now, the nine-thousand floor is really not difficult.
"Actually, you are really a waste!"
Looking at Mo Tianjiao, Mo Wentian said indifferently.
"Waste!"
Mo Tianjiao's face is extremely hideous. She is the first genius of the Mo family. She is the peerless genius of the Southern Territory. She is the supreme sword king, but Mo Wentian said she is a waste?
How does this make her not angry!
"Don't you want to see me walk up to the ninth thousandth floor, then I will fulfill you!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian's indifferent voice suddenly came up again.
"Go to the ninth floor!"
Mo Tianjiao's eyes suddenly lit up. She knew how terrible the pressure of the ninth floor was. She couldn't even stop it. She didn't believe it, Mo Wentian could stop it.
"He walks to the ninth floor, he will end up worse than me!"
Mo Tianjiao's eyes were extremely harsh.
"Watch a little bit, so as not to be fooled in waiting!"
With a chuckle, Mo Wentian suddenly walked towards the ninth-floor ladder.
One step at a time, neither fast nor slow!
The pace seemed to have a mysterious rhythm, making it difficult for Mo Tianjiao's eyes to leave again.
"Eight thousand and nine hundred floors!"
"Eight thousand nine hundred and fifty floors..."
……
Sounds came out of Mo Tianjiao's mouth, and I saw Mo Wentian step by step, until he reached...
The eighty-ninth floor!
"Here!"
Mo Tianjiao's eyes were overjoyed, watching Mo Wentian's steps up again, Mo Tianjiao began to look forward to it!
Looking forward to the miserable scene of Mo Wentian.
"The ninth thousandth floor, go up!"
"Boom..."
The footsteps fell, and the next moment, a violent and boundless force rose to the sky, and the entire ladder, like a dragon, rolled frantically.
On the ninth-floor ladder.
Don't Wentian, stand there quietly!
"Come up!"
The young man who was three or four hundred steps away from Mo Wentian, his eyes fell on Mo Wentian, that figure stood there, like a green hill, no matter how powerful the surrounding coercion was.
He didn't even waver at all!
"What a strong fire attribute sword intent!"
The boy's eyes lit up, and he saw a fire dragon hovering above Mo Wentian's head, and the fire dragon was rolling over and suppressed.
"How is this possible?"
On the eight-thousand-storey ladder, Mo Tianjiao looked lost.
Mo Wentian, have you gone up?
"What is the ninth floor? The top of the tower can't stop me from asking the heavens!"
Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the boy.
A touch of contempt, swept away from Mo Wentian's eyes.
"This is impossible, he is absolutely impossible to go up, this is not true..."
Mo Tianjiao whispered to herself, the top of Mo Tianjiao's head, a trace of demonic energy, suddenly spread.
"Heart Demon Invasion?"
Looking at Mo Tianjiao behind him, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of sneers, then his figure flashed and suddenly appeared next to Mo Tianjiao.
"Mo Wentian, what are you doing?"
Seeing Mo Wentian, Mo Tianjiao's eyes turned to jet black, and a vast magical energy spread from Mo Tianjiao.
"Quick Sand Emperor Sword, hand it over!"
Looking at Mo Tianjiao, Mo Wentian said coldly.
"Quick Sand Emperor Sword!"
Mo Tianjiao's eyes flashed crazily.
"Are you not paying?"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Mo Wentian, even if you go up to the ninth floor, what if you can..."
"If you don't hand in that young master, do it yourself!"
"Quick Sand Emperor Sword, come out!"
With a chill in his eyes, Mo Wentian suddenly slapped a palm on Mo Tianjiao's chest. A golden rope wrapped around an Emperor Sword and brought it out of Mo Tianjiao's body.
"No..."
Mo Tianjiao's crazy roar!
"Get out!"
Grabbing the Quicksand Emperor Sword, Mo Wentian slapped Mo Tianjiao into the air.
"Mo Yi fight, not the emperor killed!"
An indifferent voice came, and Mo Wentian put away the Quicksand Emperor Sword directly. One step forward, Mo Wentian returned to the ninth floor again.