Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 2470 eight-armed ape palm formation

At this moment, the old man in ancient books was extremely worried.

Had it not been for the inaccessibility of the Shentian Mountain Range, he would have already rushed towards the Shentian Mountain Range.

What Mo Wentian means is not only known to the old man with the **** beads, but also in the heart of the old man from ancient books.

Mo Wentian is not only the hope of the entire Protoss, but also the hope of the entire Celestial Realm. Mo Wentian cannot be missed.

But at the same time, the old man in ancient books also knew that according to Mo Wentian's personality, Mo Wentian would definitely participate in this experience.

Not only that, in fact, in the heart of the old man in ancient books, he had already guessed that Mo Wentian would not only slowly seize cultivation resources in the Shentian Mountain Range.

"Old man from ancient books, that person won't take ten thousand years, I'm afraid he will attack our Celestial Realm!"

"Mo Wentian, that kid, absolutely can't make any mistakes, the only descendant of that person is Mo Wentian this kid!"

"This kid has also awakened the Nine-Nine Returning One Sword Art, and the blood power of the person in this kid's body will not be long before he can awaken!"

"This kid Mo Wentian is the hope of our Protoss and the hope of the entire Celestial Realm. We can't let Mo Wentian do anything!"

Suddenly, it seemed that he was thinking of something, the old man of the **** pearl looked at the old man from the ancient book, his eyes flashed with a complex light, and he said in a deep voice.

In the heart of the old man of Shenzhu, Mo Wentian was also very worried.

"Lao Shenzhu, I know your worries, and I also know that you blame yourself!"

"But our worry is useless. We can't enter the Shentian Mountain Range, and we can't even enter the Spirit!"

"Mo Wentian, that kid entered the Shentian Mountain Range, he can only rely on himself for all this!"

The old man from ancient books approached the old man with the beads, stretched out his hand and patted the old man with the beads on the shoulder, sighed gently, and said in a deep voice.

If you can help Mo Wentian, the old man from ancient books will do it without hesitation.

But the old man from the ancient book also knew very well that once Mo Wentian entered the Shentian Mountain Range, they could not give Mo Wentian any help.

In the Shentian Mountains, everything can only be seen by Mo Wentian himself.

"Old man, maybe our decision was wrong!"

After groaning for a while, a complicated gaze flashed in the eyes of the old man of the **** beads, and said in a cold voice.

"Whether our decision is right or wrong, it doesn't make any sense now!"

"What we can do is wait for the kid Mo Wentian to return from the Shentian Mountain Range!"

In the eyes of the old man from ancient books, a faint light flashed, and a deep voice said.

"Ok!"

Hearing the words, the old man of Shenzhu gave a soft hum and nodded.

And just in the gods and heavens, the elders of the **** beads and ancient books were worried about Mo Wentian.

In the Shentian Mountain Range at this moment, Mo Wentian was fighting the Eight-Ape King.

The remaining seven palms of the eight-armed monkey king fell towards Mo Wentian.

"Buzz..."

Watching the eight-armed ape king's seven palms fall towards him, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly.

Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already turned into nine figures.

The nine Mo Wentians are exactly the same in appearance and breath.

At this moment, even Xiao Jiao and Huantian could not tell which one was Mo Wentian's true body.

"This...this body is really strong, it turns into nine figures, and these nine figures can't tell which one is the real body!"

"What I see is dazzled. In my opinion, I feel that every figure is a real body!"

"This human being's cultivation base is really only in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven?"

"This battle is really getting more and more exciting. This eight-armed ape king has eight arms, but this human has nine clones. It is really a perfect match!"

"No matter how strong the human body is, his cultivation is still far behind that of the Eight-Ape King. He will never be the opponent of the Eight-Ape King!"

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Looking at the nine identical Mo Wentian figures that appeared in the void, the countless monsters began to discuss.

At this moment, their eyes were even more unblinking, as if they were afraid of missing something wonderful.

Although Mo Wentian's body style shocked them, in their opinion, they still believed that the final winner of this battle was the King of the Eight-armed Apes.

After all, in their view, cultivation is the standard for measuring strength.

"Left side by side!"

"It's ridiculous that you just want to influence me if you are just a little bit!"

Listening to all these discussions, the eight-armed ape king's self-confidence has grown a lot.

In the eyes of the eight-armed ape king, Mo Wentian's posture is nothing more than a garish look. In fact, it doesn't have much effect.

"Ant, you are ridiculous!"

"Nine-Nine Return to One Sword Art!"

An angry voice sounded, and the nine Mo Wentians in the void directly used Jiujiu Yiyi Sword Art.

As Jiujiu Yiyi Sword Art was used, the aura on Mo Wentian's body quickly soared.

"Tear..."

In the void, I saw nine holes that were directly torn open. In these nine holes, the endless turbulence of the void was rolling out.

"Boy, your sword is really good!"

"If you don't have this divine sword, you are nothing at all in front of me!"

Seeing the void in front of him was directly torn apart, the eight-armed ape king's eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of impressive, coldly said in his eyes.

In fact, the shock of this scene to the King of the Eight-armed Apes was not small. It was just that the King of the Eight-armed Apes was reluctant to admit it.

"is it?"

"But this emperor is going to kill you with the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword!"

The icy voice sounded, and an extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

This eight-armed ape king is indeed a physique cultivating monster. Mo Wentian had already felt it in a battle with him.

If the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword was not there, Mo Wentian would really not be confident enough to kill the Eight-armed Ape King.

At this moment, the Eight-armed Ape King said so, how could he put down the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword and fight hard with this Eight-armed Ape King.

"Boy, it seems that you really are nothing!"

"All you rely on is this magic sword!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the Eight-armed Ape King.

The eight-armed ape king said that he wanted Mo Wentian to put down his sword.

But Mo Wentian not only was not fooled, but he was determined to use the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, which made the eight-armed ape's heart soar.

Although the king of the eight-armed ape was so angry with Mo Wentian, he could not do anything about Mo Wentian.

"You don't need any artifact that the emperor uses, you just need to know!"

"Today you are going to die in the hands of the emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at the eight-armed ape king, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes, and said angrily.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura rose rapidly.

After finishing speaking, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and went directly to kill the Eight Gibbon King.

In the void, nine figures of Mo Wentian, holding the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, all slashed towards the Eight-armed Ape King.

"Humans, you are the one who died!"

"Eight-armed apes palms!"

Seeing Mo Wentian slaying towards him, the remaining seven palms of the Eight-armed Ape King swiftly made a series of seals.

As this Dao Yin tactic was played, a huge palm appeared in the void, and a terrible palm power spread out from that palm.

Immediately, I saw the huge palm, directly greeted by Mo Wentian's figure.

The palm of one hundred thousand feet in size seemed to be able to cover the clouds and the sun, and the entire emptiness of the Shentian Valley was darkened.

"Ants, there are even palm formations, it seems that I underestimated you!"

Looking at the palm of the eight-armed ape king in the sky, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and the Heaven Devouring Sword did not hesitate at all. Nine Mo Wentian figures, holding nine Heaven Devouring Swords, turned towards The palm of the void was cut off.