Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1263: Terrible Divine Soul

"Recognize the Lord? Aren't there the imprints of the elders of the Celestros on this pair of ice and fire?"

"There is the immortal mark of the elders of the Tianniu tribe. How does this recognize the Lord?"

"Is it impossible to erase the immortal marks of the elders of the Eurasian tribe on the ice and fire swords?"

"How is this possible? The emperor who devoured the kingdom of heaven could not reach the peak of the king of heaven. His spirit, even if it was evil again, could not reach two hundred feet. , His soul has reached at least 300 feet! "

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When I heard Mo Wentian let Xiao Jingren recognize the Lord, hundreds of feet away, all the figures quickly discussed.

"Boss, there are many people of other races in this dark place watching the battle between our God-eating Kingdom and the Celestial Clan!"

Listening to the rumors of this Tao, Xiaoyan's eyes flashed a light of Tao.

"People in the dark have long been here!"

"They want to see them and let them see the bottom. They watched. Our battle will naturally spread, and spreading it will be innocent to us to eat the kingdom of heaven and become the king of the ancient relics!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and in the eyes of Mo Wentian, Han Mang flickered endlessly.

In fact, those who were in the dark, Mo Wen found out early.

The reason why no action was taken against them was that Mo Wentian also wanted to spread the news through their mouths.

"Boss, your idea is really good!"

Hearing Mo Wentian said this, Xiao Yan understood it instantly, and the corner of his mouth slightly grinned, and quickly praised.

"The boss is the boss, everything is in the planning of the boss!"

And at this moment, the fluffy figure flashed, and his mouth grinned.

"Magic sky, stayed with Xiaoyu for a long time, you have learned to make flattery too?"

After hearing the words, Mo Wentian coughed, Shen said.

"Boss, I'm telling the truth!"

Xuantian looked at Mo Wentian, and there were no waves in his round eyes, as if he was telling the truth.

"Boss, this old miscellaneous ice and fire sword has been taken by you, and your hand has been chopped by you!"

"Now this old mess is no longer your opponent!"

Suddenly, Xiaoxiong seemed to think of something, looking at Mo Wentian, his face beaming.

"In the late half-step Emperor, and the elder of the Tianniu clan, it is not easy for you to kill him!"

The icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's expression suddenly dignified.

Although Mo Wentian cut off Jiang Zhengyuan's hand in the war just now, Mo Wentian was very clear.

Jiang Zhengyuan's hand was only a temporary matter. He wanted to grow a hand again, but it was only a matter of time.

And from several battles with Jiang Zhengyuan just now, Mo Wentian felt the strength of the half-step Emperor in the late period.

Jiang Zhengyuan must not have done his best yet.

If Jiang Zhengyuan exerts his best effort and he wants to block it unscathed, it is absolutely impossible.

Thinking about this, Mo Wentian's brow tightened into a ball, and there was a flash of coldness in his eyes.

"Old miscellaneous pieces, Bendi told you, in the hands of Bendi, don't grab them!"

"But you don't want to listen to the Emperor. Now you have one hand, which is no wonder the Emperor!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, stepped forward and came directly to Jiang Zhengyuan.

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan, Mo Wentian's eyes were a little hard to conceal.

It seemed that he felt very sorry for the hand that Jiang Zhengyuan had cut off.

"Boy, you are too bullying!"

"Today, the elder must kill you!"

Looking at Mo Wutian, who was standing high in front of himself, Jiang Zhengyuan stood up instantly, and the look on his face slightly eased.

But his eyes were full of terrible killing.

At the same time, the breath on him was even more volatile.

That look, as if the next moment, we will go to Mo Wentian again.

"Too bullying?"

"Old miscellaneous, this emperor's cultivation is not the peak of the emperor, but your cultivation has reached the late stage of the emperor, and it is only half a step away from the emperor's late stage!

"You come to **** the Emperor's things, but the Emperor is just a legitimate defense, you say that the Emperor is too deceiving? Are you sorry to say that?"

Listening to Jiang Zhengyuan's words, Mo Wentian laughed instantly.

He didn't say that he didn't say he was too bullying. He turned the rake in turn, which was ridiculous!

"Boy, elder Ben doesn't want to talk nonsense with you!"

"Elder Ben now wants to kill you!"

"Kill you revenge for my Juner, revenge for the four elders!"

The chilling voice sounded terribly, in Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes.

"Old miscellaneous, you can't wait to die?"

"Don't you want this pair of ice and fire? Why? No more?"

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan's murderous look, Mo Wentian was indifferent.

It seems that he is not at all afraid of Jiang Zhengyuan in front of him.

Suddenly, thinking of the double-edged sword, Mo Wentian slightly grinned and said with a wicked smile.

Mo Wentian didn't say this, he really forgot all the blazes.

As Mo Wentian said, Jiang Zhengyuan remembered it instantly.

The contact with him on the ice and fire double-knife disappeared, and the ice and fire double-knife was taken away by Mo Wentian, and has been in Mo Wentian's hands.

And the connection between him on the ice and fire sword is undoubted, it can only be erased by Mo Wentian.

"Boy, you ..."

"How could your spirit be stronger than mine?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes were full of shock.

As the elders of the Tianniu tribe, Jiang Zhengyuan was very clear about the imprint of the magical artifact and recognition of the Lord.

There is only one possibility to be able to erase the imprint of another's soul and soul, that is, the soul of this person is much stronger than him.

Thinking about this, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes widened even more, his heart was full of incredible.

He didn't believe that a warrior at the peak of the Emperor was even stronger than the half-step Emperor in his later period?

"What? The kid's spirit is stronger than that of the elder? How is this possible?"

"The elder will not be frightened by Mo Wentian.

"It's impossible, it's impossible at all. How could an ant who is at the peak of the heavenly king be stronger than the elder?"

"This kid must have used any forbidden technique, otherwise he would not be able to erase the immortal mark on the elder's ice and fire swords!"

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Listening to Jiang Zhengyuan's words of horror, countless disciples of the Celestial clan were stunned for an instant.

Looking back, their eyes were full of horror.

They don't believe in the fact that Mo Wutian's spirit is stronger than the spirit of their elder.