Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 443: Twenty-seven people

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"This Nine Soul Art..."

Mo Wentian's eyes are shining, and Hu Chong next to him...

But he looked at the jade slip in Mo Wentian's hand with a feverish face.

I opened my mouth and wanted to say...

But in the end, Hu Chong didn't say a word.

"Brother left these things outside..."

"What else did you say?"

Looking at Mo Shou, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"This..."

Mo Shou paused slightly, then shook his head.

"The great ancestor only left this thing, he told us to forge the body and the devil soul here, waiting for the return of the emperor!"

"Waiting for my return..."

Mo Wentian's eyes began to flicker.

"Big Brother..."

"How did you know that I was coming!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself. For some reason, Mo Wenchen became more and more mysterious in Mo Wentian's heart.

As if on him...

Hidden countless secrets!

"You guys, step back first!"

Looking at Mo Shou, Mo Wentian said solemnly.

"Yes, the emperor!"

Mo Shou's hand waved, the next moment, dozens of figures returned to the soul tree again!

"Mo Wentian..."

Hu Chong, walked to Mo Wentian.

"Hu Chong, this is the Nine Souls Art..."

"This thing is useless if I hold it, you can take it!"

Mo Wentian threw the Nine Soul Art to Hu Chong.

Currently, Mo Wentian has blood soul tactics, and Mo Wentian's soul is enough to improve.

If you re-practice the Nine Soul Art!

It's even more difficult!

"Give me..."

Hu Chong, was slightly taken aback.

"Hu Chong, see the master!"

At this moment, Hu Chong suddenly knelt down.

Go to Mo Wentian for nine worship and three kneeling ceremony, and then respectfully take the Nine Soul Art in Mo Wentian's hand, and then.

"You are..."

Mo Wentian gave a slight meal and then smiled...

It spreads from the corner of the mouth.

"Hu Chong, I will replace my big brother today..."

"Accept your disciple!"

Looking at Hu Chong, Mo Wentian chuckled.

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Hu Chong, quickly and respectfully said.

"This kid..."

Mo Wentian smiled, Hu Chong's talent is absolutely top notch.

Able to cultivate the Heart Attacking Sword to its peak, if you sculpt it a little bit, Hu Chong...

I will definitely become the arrogant of the generation!

"Uncle..."

Little Jiao, watching Hu Chong's eyes start to turn.

"Mo Shou!"

"The disciples are here!"

Mo Shou, quickly walked up to Mo Wentian.

"How many are there in this extremely shady place..."

"My disciple of the Mo family?"

Looking at Mo Shou, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"Emperor, in this extremely gloomy place, a total of more than 1,000 disciples of the Mo family have fallen, but among these more than 1,000 people, only my disciple who guards the sword pavilion has left the remnant soul!"

"The others have completely fallen!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Shou said solemnly.

"More than a thousand people..."

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the intention to kill suddenly appeared.

"The remaining disciples of the remnant soul..."

"How much more?"

Mo Wentian, asked in a deep voice.

"Report to the emperor, in my guarding the sword pavilion, there are a total of 27 disciples who have left remnants of souls. Among them, there are nine of the sword emperor perfect, and the sword emperor peak..."

"There were seventeen people, and in the end, it was me!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Shou, said quickly.

"More than a thousand..."

"There are only twenty-seven people left!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the cold air is boundless.

This enemy, he will find someone from the Emperor Sword Gate...

Calculate slowly!

"That's right..."

"What is your current strength?"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian suddenly asked in a deep voice.

"I..."

Mo Shou paused slightly, then smiled.

"I have practiced in this extremely gloomy place for thousands of years, and now I am a physique comparable to a pseudo-sword **** of about two layers!"

"As for the strength, it is comparable to a pseudo-god powerhouse of about three to four levels!"

"Three to four powers of false gods!"

Mo Wentian, the light in his eyes skyrocketed.

The most lacking thing in the current Heaven Devouring God Kingdom is the false **** powerhouse.

Mo Shou and others helped to devour the kingdom of God...

Only to fear the mountain!

"Emperor, although our strength is good, we are monsters after all. If there are countless Yin Qi supplements, our physique is comparable to immortality, but if we go out..."

"Our strength will drop a bit!"

Looking at Mo Wentian and Mo Shou, he said solemnly.

"Go down a little..."

Mo Wentian frowned slightly.

"Emperor, if there is a soul tree..."

"We'll be fine!"

At this moment, Mo Shou spoke again.

"Soul Wood..."

Mo Wentian's eyes fell on this huge soul tree.

"The soul tree has grown here for thousands of years, and it is now comparable to the average peak imperial artifact, if you refine it a little bit, it will definitely not be worse than a fake artifact!"

"If so, then I will put this soul tree..."

"Refined into twenty-seven coffins!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed.

Ten thousand years have passed, and the emperor swords of Mo Shou and others have long been decayed by these Yin Qi.

Just so, these disciples who guard the sword pavilion...

One weapon is still missing.

"Ask Heaven Sword..."

"Buzzing..."

Wen Tian Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's palm.

"You guys get out first!"

Mo Wentian, gave a cold shout to Mo Shou and others.

"Quit!"

"Yes!"

Silhouettes retreat quickly from the soul tree.

"The sword breaks the sky..."

"Cut!"

"Buzzing..."

A sword came out, and a boundless sword intent spread out from Mo Wentian.

This sword intent, as if to destroy everything.

"So strong sword intent..."

Hu Chong looked at Mo Wentian in shock.

Although I met Mo Wentian just now, there was not much killing intent between the two!

Mo Wentian made a move, and also kept a hand!

And Hu Chong...

Neither did my best!

"Crack..."

A clear voice came, and the soul tree that was hundreds of meters long fell straight down.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying force of extreme Yin gathered towards the soul tree!

"Emperor Fire..."

"Appear!"

"Touch..."

A printing technique was played, a purple flame spread out from Mo Wentian's hands.

"Little Jiao..."

"Help me!"

Mo Wentian gave a cold drink to Xiao Jiao.

"Yes, boss!"

"Roar..."

With a roar, Xiao Jiao’s body directly turned into the body.

At a moment, a terrifying dragon power entered Mo Wentian's body.

"Emperor Fire..."

"Calcined!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the light skyrocketed, purple flames...

The spread of madness.

"Still not enough..."

But at this moment, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly became cold.

I saw Mo Wentian hit out with a seal, and the next moment, a little guy with a fiery red color...

Fell on Mo Wentian's shoulders.

"Boss, my name is Xiao Yan..."

"What's the matter?"

Little guy, it seems to be a little confused...

"Little Yan..."

"Help me refine this soul tree!"

Looking at Xiao Yan, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Refining the soul tree..."

Xiao Yan's eyes landed on the hundreds of feet of soul tree.

Immediately waved his hand, and the next moment, an emperor fire comparable to the peak enveloped the soul tree!

"Good job!"

Mo Wentian, with a faint joy in his eyes, then one by one Yin Jue...into the soul tree!