Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1215 Who Is He Really?

"Swallow me!"

The next moment, the God of Swallowing Tiger had no hesitation, opened the abyss, and swallowed directly toward the seal of the Dragon Seal.

As soon as he swallowed the seal of the Dragon Seal, Mo Wentian turned up all the seals on the Seal of the Dragon Seal.

With Mo Wentian's one-by-one Indian tactics coming out, thousands of feet of dragon seal seals shrank in the void instantly.

But within a few breaths, it has shrunk to the size of dozens of feet.

Not only that, the power on the Seal of the Dragon Dragon also weakened a lot.

"I like to swallow, Bendi will let you swallow enough!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the cold mang flashed, but the radian rising from the corner of his mouth became richer.

He reduced the seal of the Dragon Seal, reduced the power of the Seal of the Dragon Seal, in order to let the gods swallow their confidence, without thinking much, swallowed the Seal of the Dragon Seal directly.

As God swallowed the seal of the Dragon Dragon, Mo Wentian's eyes rose with a very bright light.

At the same time, the spirit that swallowed the tiger also appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

The practice of God swallowing tigers was originally only in the middle of the emperor's state, and his spirit was only three hundred feet.

The spirit of 300 baizhang was in front of Mo Wentian, but it was just an ant.

"How is this going?"

"How do I feel that my soul is bound by anything?"

And just as Mo Mantian's spirit spread out, God swallowed only a terrible coercion, and shrouded toward him.

Nana whispered in his mouth, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Sick cat, how do you feel?"

And at this moment, Mo Wentian's mouth slightly grinned and said with a wicked smile.

The power of Mo Wentian's spirit was immediately shrouded over the spirit that swallowed him. Mo Wutian's spirit had reached 450 feet.

Although the difference between gods and souls is only one hundred and fifty feet, the difference between them is quite different.

Mo Wentian at this moment, it is very easy to want to suppress the devil with the soul.

"how are you feeling?"

"Boy, how could your spirit ..."

"How could it be better than mine?"

The voice of Mo Wentian came, and the God of Swallowing Tiger returned to him in an instant, and his eyes were full of impressive looks.

He was only half a step away from the emperor's later period, and the present questioning of the sky was just a later state of the emperor.

But he felt great coercion at the moment when the power of Mowen Tian was shrouded, and at this moment, he felt it more clearly. The soul of Mo Wentian had already reached 450 feet.

A samurai warrior in the late days, the spirit is even stronger than his, which makes his heart not surprised?

"Better than him? God is saying that the boy's eyes are stronger than him?"

"The emperor seems to be saying that this boy's spirit is stronger than him!"

"How is this possible? But the emperor's cultivation is only half a step away from the emperor's later stage, and this boy's cultivation is, but how can his soul be stronger than the emperor's soul? "

"It must be impossible!"

...

Listening to the words of the King of Tigers, countless monsters stopped the war and talked instantly.

Their eyes widened at the moment, falling on the figure of the wicked smile in the void.

"Sick cat, do you think you can grab whatever you want?"

A chuckling came, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with extremely cold eyes.

Looking at the cold eyes of Mo Wentian, the Emperor Tiger only felt a cold chill, and his body shivered a bit.

But the next moment, it seemed to be remembering something. In the eyes of the devouring emperor, the light flashed.

"Boy, who are you?"

"Your cultivation must be more than the late state of the King, right?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, God swallowed the road with a dark face.

Although Mo Wutian's cultivation is in his later state of heaven, but Mo Wutian's spirit is absolutely unbelievable. Mo Wutian's spirit is really only the late state of Tian Wang.

"who am I?"

"Just because your sick cat is not qualified to know the identity of the Emperor!"

"As for my cultivation, it is undoubtedly in the later period of the King of Heaven. If you do not believe it, may you be afraid that the emperor will fail?"

The sound of jokes resounded instantly in the void.

At this moment, the radian rising from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became richer.

"Afraid of you?"

"Afraid of the ants in your heavenly kingdom?"

"It's ridiculous!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's remarks, the Emperor Tiger laughed, as if he had heard some funny jokes at this moment.

"Yes, our emperor is about to break through to the late emperor's powerhouse. Isn't he afraid that a little emperor will not succeed in the later period?"

"I think this kid is out of control when he comes out to the magic ape!"

"This boy, will surely die in the hands of our emperor today!"

"I have to say that this boy's talent is still good. If it wasn't for his arrogance, his cultivation to break through the emperor's realm is only a matter of time, but now he is seeking death by himself, which is no wonder others!"

...

The voice of the **** of swallowing the tiger came, and the gods of the sound of the voice rushed back together.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the look of utter contempt in the eyes of those frightened.

It seems that Mo Wentian is only an ant in their eyes after all.

"well!"

"Sick cat, just don't know if you will be so stingy next!"

Listening to the discussions between the King of Tigers and the King of Tigers, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed, and the deep voice was extremely cold.

"Soul, suppress!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, sighed angrily, and directly suppressed the power of the soul and soul toward the God of Swallowing.

"not good!"

"This kid wants to suppress me with my soul?"

At this moment, the God of Swallowing Tiger also realized the anomaly, a flash of coldness in his eyes, and a secret way in his heart.

When the figure flashed, he wanted to distance himself from Mo Wentian, and he wanted to escape the suppression of this spirit.

Although Mo Wentian ’s cultivation was in the late stage of the King of Kings, Mo Wentian ’s four hundred and fifty feet ’s spirit made his heart inevitably raise a sense of fear.

"Sick cat, swallowed the emperor's dragon seal seal. Do you think the emperor can't suppress you?

Watching God swallow the tiger away from himself, Mo Wentian's mouth slightly grinned, a wicked smile spread instantly.

The seal of the dragon and seal of the dragon is connected with Mo Wentian's heart and soul, and this **** swallows the tiger and wants to escape, it is just a dream.

Not only does this **** swallow the tiger emperor not to escape, but even the demon monkey emperor, as well as the remaining magic ape and **** swallow the tiger, don't want to escape his palm.