Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 710: The Seventh Master?

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Chapter 710 Seven Young Masters?

"This kid, really knows the clues of the saint?"

The three of them looked at Mo Wentian with suspicion on their faces. After all, their saint was missing, and now it has been a day, in this day, a disciple of the Jiuyou clan.

Turn the sky city upside down.

But I didn't find any news about the saint at all!

Now that Mo Wentian ran to tell me about the clues of the saint, it's no wonder these people have doubts in their hearts.

The gate of Jiuyou Mansion.

Mo Wentian leaned on a pillar leisurely. As for the suspicions of the three Jiuyou people, Mo Wentian didn't pay attention to it. He did know.

The whereabouts of the saint.

After all, the saint is now in his hands.

But this time he comes.

It's not really here to provide clues, Mo Wentian is not enough.

Exposure of your identity.

Mo Wentian came to get into the Jiuyou clan.

"The Jiuyou tribe is a race left over from the ancient times. I don't know how deep it is. If it can be mixed into their treasure house, wouldn't it be..."

There was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Currently, Mo Wentian's cultivation base has reached the late middle stage.

If you can enter the peak or even the state of perfection.

Mo Wentian's combat power is bound to skyrocket again.

"Boy, do you really know where my sister is?"

At this moment, a cold and arrogant voice came, and only saw a young man walking out of Jiuyou Mansion. This young man looked at Mo Wentian with a touch of contempt in his eyes.

Moreover, the aura on his body has reached the level of perfection in the mid-space.

"Are you?"

Mo Wentian frowned slightly.

He originally thought that the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan would come out in person, who knew it.

It's just a yellow-haired kid.

The young man in front of him, although his cultivation base is not bad, but the fluctuating aura, Mo Wentian doesn't need to look at it. This kid's cultivation base was forcibly improved by the elixir.

This combat power, I am afraid, is not as good as an ordinary Zhongtian martial artist.

"Boy, this is the seventh son of my Jiuyou clan!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the servant next to him quickly said.

"Seven sons?"

Mo Wentian raised his brows slightly.

I understood immediately.

This kid is the son of the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan and the brother of this saint!

"It turned out to be Seventh Prince!"

"Mo Wentian has seen the seventh son!"

Don't ask the young man from the Heavenly Dynasty, arching his hands slightly.

"Boy, where is my sister now?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the boy asked indifferently.

"This..."

Mo Wentian, a gleam in his eyes, and then he whispered in a low voice: "Seven sons, there is a mixture of fish and dragons, I'm afraid..."

"A mixture of fish and dragons?"

The young man's brow furrowed slightly.

Then coldly said: "Do you really know..."

"My sister's clue?"

"I know, I must know!"

Mo Wentian, full of confidence.

"Okay, then you come in with me!"

With a cold drink, the boy took Mo Wentian and walked towards Jiuyou Mansion.

"Thank you seven sons!"

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, and then hurriedly followed.

The two disappeared in Jiuyou Mansion.

Entering Jiuyou Mansion, there was a sense of quietness, and the surrounding aura was much richer than the outside. In addition, there were also waves around.

The vast and boundless breath.

"Many strong people!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a faint light flickered.

The breath coming from around.

Although most of them are in the realm of the middle heaven, this quantity is absolutely terrifying, at least Mo Wentian has sensed it, no less than dozens of the aura of the peak of the middle heaven.

"Fortunately, I didn't break through!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath. Now Mo Wentian, although he is not afraid of being a strong man.

But if there are dozens.

Mo Wentian has to take a breath.

"Boy, come in with me!"

In an exquisite small courtyard, the boy walked in.

"Meet the Seventh Master!"

"Meet the Seventh Master!"

……

With the appearance of the teenager, a group of figures hurriedly saluted in the small courtyard.

"You all quit!"

Looking at a group of people, the boy said coldly.

"Yes!"

Silhouettes stepped back quickly.

In the small courtyard.

Quiet momentarily.

"Nice little courtyard!"

Mo Wentian's eyes lit up. In this small courtyard, there is a gathering of spirit formations, and the aura in it is several times more intense than other places in Jiuyou Mansion.

Cultivating here will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!

"Boy, let's talk now!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the boy asked coldly.

"Say?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly.

Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to use the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan to blend into this Jiuyou Mansion. Mo Wentian did not expect that the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan would not come.

This boy is here!

Compared to the patriarch, the identity of this teenager.

It's better!

"This small courtyard is good, I will practice in the future..."

"Not bad too!"

At the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth, a wicked smile spread.

Is the city safe?

Of course not safe!

Now all the disciples of the Jiuyou clan in Tiancheng are all looking for him, Mo Wentian, and the last time I left the underground city, Mo Wentian is sure that the four elders must have found something.

At that time, I want to leave, it will be more difficult than climbing!

It’s not as good as...

"The most dangerous place is the safest place!"

In Mo Wentian's mouth, Na Na muttered to himself, entering the Jiuyou clan, I am afraid that the four elders and the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan would never think that Mo Wentian would take risks.

Enter the Jiuyou clan!

"Boy, what did you say?"

The boy looked at Mo Wentian indifferently in his eyes.

I don't know why.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the teenager always felt that he had a bad feeling.

"The clue of the saint, I do know it!"

Looking at the young man, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, then he smiled.

"I know, don't you say it!"

Young man, said coldly.

"Why the Seventh Master in such a hurry!"

Looking at the young man in front of him, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth, then smiled and said: "Seven young masters step forward, and this son will tell you, otherwise, it would be bad if this news is leaked!"

"One step forward?"

A touch of surprise rose in the boy's eyes.

"Seven Masters, are you still afraid of me?"

Looking at the Seventh Master, Mo Wentian's mouth aroused disdain.

"Afraid of you?"

"Huh..."

The boy, snorted coldly, and then said with a sullen expression: "Boy, if you lie to me, then I will cut off your limbs and throw you on the street!"

"Cut off limbs?"

A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

This Seventh Young Master doesn't have any hatred with him. Besides, now Mo Wentian is here to report clues to the saint, this Seventh Young Master is fine.

Just kill him!

It is extremely vicious!

"Seven young masters don't worry, I don't want to ask if there is no clue!"

"Don't dare to come!"

Looking at the Seventh Master, Mo Wentian said with a smile.

"Hmph, count you acquainted!"

Seventh Young Master, a look of contempt rose in his eyes. He is the Seventh Young Master of the Nine You Clan. Although his cultivation base was forcibly upgraded, he is in this heavenly city.

Who dares to touch him?

"Boy, speak up!"

Young man, step forward, only half a foot away from Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, he shouted coldly.