Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 470: Tianyu Ninefold

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"Brother Tianwen..."

Mo Wentian's face is full of smiles, he really doesn't...

Duan Qi is wrong!

"Brother Tianwen, my Heavenly Dragon God Kingdom..."

"Willing to advance and retreat together with the Kingdom of Devouring God!"

Standing in the void, Duan Qi's eyes are radiant.

"Go forward and retreat together!"

"Go forward and retreat together!"

……

In the void, there were excitement voices.

A dozen strong men of the Tianlong Empire, one by one, the sword intent rose to the sky.

"Go forward and retreat together..."

"Good!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath.

"Kai Lai, you send people to take the disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Empire..."

"Everything is arranged!"

Looking at Kulai, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Yes, the emperor!"

Withered, he retreated quickly.

Go to the Sword King Pavilion.

Only Duan Qi and Tian Wen remained.

"Duan Qi, this time..."

"Thank you!"

Mo Wentian showed a slight smile on his face.

"Thank me!"

Duan Qi shook his head slightly.

Then he said: "Senior Brother Tianwen has helped me many times, how can I be ungrateful for my Tianlong Empire!"

"Ingredient..."

I seem to remember something, in Mo Wentian's eyes...

The killing intent has skyrocketed.

"Brother Tianwen..."

"I'm fine!"

Mo Wentian, took a deep breath, Qing Yu Shang and Li Tian...

He will not ask the heavens, he will definitely kill them under the sword!

"By the way, Patriarch Duan is now..."

"My father has retired to be an elder, and now the Duan family matters are left to me!"

"This time even my Duan's grand elder!"

"Come too!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Qi smiled.

"The Supreme Elder..."

Mo Wentian smiled slightly.

Then he said: "You go down to practice first, and I will let you know when they are killed!"

"Good!"

Duan Qi, quickly stepped back.

Time passes slowly.

With the arrival of the Duan family, the atmosphere in the Jianwang Pavilion...

Also eased a lot!

Sword King Pavilion, in Mo Wentian's small courtyard.

"Master, I am a little hot..."

In the room, whispered the plate that had just put down his palm, with beads of sweat on his face.

"Hot..."

Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly.

"Let the young master check it out!"

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Mo Wentian grasped the little hand of the whisper, with sword power...

Into the body of Qingyu.

"Boom!"

In whispering dantian, there is a world of flames, with terrible flames...

Wantly in the Dantian!

"So strong flame sword intent..."

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, the fire dragon sword soul hovered endlessly.

"This is..."

At this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to have discovered something.

In the corner of Qingyu Dantian, a mysterious line slowly lights up.

"What is this?"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and then his soul...

Directly towards the mysterious lines!

Over the past.

"Who..."

"Dare to offend this emperor!"

"Touch!"

Mo Wentian's soul has just touched, and the next moment, a vast and boundless force.

Bump directly on Mo Wentian’s soul, inside Mo Wentian......

The soul is collapsed, and the sword power...

I also ran away instantly.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

"Young Master..."

Mo Qingyu, his expression changed drastically.

"The breath just now..."

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely shocked.

That breath is countless times stronger than Litian on the mountain at the beginning!

In front of him, Mo Wentian seemed to feel himself, like an ant.

"Too strong..."

Mo Wentian, took a deep breath, the breath coming from the mysterious lines was too strong.

Too strong to Mo Wentian.

Don't dare to touch it a second time!

"Lightly speaking..."

"You feel it!"

"Where is it uncomfortable?"

Mo Wentian, Shen Sheng asked Mo Qingyu.

"Master, on me..."

"It's not hot anymore!"

Qingyu seemed to have discovered something, and his face was suddenly full of joy.

"It's not hot anymore!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed crazily.

"Restore first!"

Sitting down cross-legged, Mo Wentian fell into recovery.

An hour later, Mo Wentian's injury stabilized.

Looking at Mo Qingyu next to me...

Mo Wentian's eyes were a little surprised.

"Lightly speaking..."

"Sit down cross-legged!"

After gritting his teeth, Mo Wentian said solemnly.

"Hmm!"

Mo Qingyu, sat in front of Mo Wentian obediently.

"I want to see..."

"Where are you holy!"

The eyes are cold, Mo Wentian's heart is moved, the power of the sword and the power of the soul...

Enter the body of Qingyu again.

"Hoho..."

In the whispering dantian, the fire dragon sword soul...

Shock in the void!

The spirit of Mo Wentian is in the body of Qingyu...

Start to probe.

"Gone?"

Opening his eyes, Mo Wentian's brow furrowed deeply.

"The last time I whispered in a coma..."

"Could it be the reason for this mysterious pattern?"

Mo Wentian's eyes flickered endlessly, and his whispers had the blood of the ancient emperor.

For the ancient emperor, Mo Wentian didn’t know much about the mysterious lines in Mo Qingyu's body...

Mo Wentian is even more clueless!

"It stays in the light language..."

"It does not seem to hurt whispers!"

It seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.

That terrible force, even Mo Wentian can directly shake off, let alone Mo Qingyu.

"Whatever you are..."

"If you hurt the whisper, I will let you!"

"The soul is dead!"

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

"By the way, whisper, your sword technique..."

"How is your practice?"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian suddenly smiled and asked.

"Sword Jue..."

Qingyu's eyes lit up, and then a light flashed in his hand, and a purple soft sword appeared.

Instead of dancing, a sword tactic, in the hands of Qingyu, unfolded.

"The Sixth Form!"

Mo Wentian showed a slight smile on his face.

The sixth form of the Nine Profound Sword Art!

The current light language, combat power is definitely not worse than the peak Sword Emperor.

"It's her..."

What Mo Wentian didn't know was when he touched the mysterious lines in the whisper.

Xuanxin in Wentian Pavilion suddenly opened his eyes.

A bright light passed through Xuanxin's eyes!

"Goddess..."

"Returned too!"

Na Na whispered in his mouth, Xuan Xin once again...

I fell into practice.

Above the Sword King Pavilion.

Slumped into peace again.

But everyone knows that a peerless battle is about to come.

This time, if the Kingdom of Devouring God cannot stop it, then the continent of Sword God...

There will never be a devouring kingdom!

If the Devouring Heaven God Kingdom blocks it.

On the entire Sword God Continent, Devouring Heaven God Kingdom...

Will become the first kingdom of God again!

Time passes slowly!

A month's time has passed again.

"Sky Domain..."

"Nine times!"

Sword King Pavilion, on the supreme sword stand, Mo Wentian slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, a vast and boundless breath, from Mo Wentian...

Spread out.

In the sword pond last time.

Mo Wentian has cultivated to the peak of the Eighth Layer of Heaven, after this period of cultivation.

Mo Wentian's cultivation base...

Finally from the eighth layer of heaven, to the nineth layer of heaven!

"War..."

"Coming soon!"

It seems to have found something, Mo Wentian's eyes were shot into the distance, where...

Countless vast breaths came.

At the same time, above the Sword King Pavilion.

A series of figures appeared, Duan Qi, Tianhu, Chi Xiao...

All the disciples of the Sword King Pavilion! It's all brought together!