I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

This statement came out.

Mo Wentian's face, who was still able to maintain a calm expression, suddenly sank!

I greeted him well, but I didn't immediately accuse him of breaking into my Xuantian Holy Land.

He actually asked me if I was dead?

What is it that I'm not dead so nice?

Could it be that he thought it was normal for me to be dead?

Excessive!

unacceptable! ! !

Mo Wentian was furious, and with a palm, an oddly long green wooden sword about 1.5 meters long appeared, and waves of laws emanated, he said angrily: "Li Yuandong! Don't think I'm afraid of you!"

"and many more!"

The Eastern Desolate Holy Master Li Yuandong flashed his figure, opened a distance of a thousand meters, and said, "Mo Wentian, I am here to save you, and this Xuantian Holy Land, you will take out the Xuantian Spirit Sword? "

"Save us Xuantian Holy Land?"

Mo Wentian sneered: "Although our Xuantian Holy Land is not as good as your Eastern Wasteland Holy Land, it seems that we don't need anyone else to save it, right?

Besides, if you really came here with the intention of friendship, why did you break my great formation and hold me the Elder of Xuantian Holy Land? ! "

"That's because time is running out!"

The East Desolate Holy Master looked solemn: "Mo Wentian, when Su Zhan came back, did he bring back a set of swordsmanship called Wanxiangyuan Swordsmanship?"

"So what!"

Mo Wentian snorted coldly, "That's Su Zhan's own swordsmanship! You have no right to restrain them, right?"

Holy Master Donghuang shook his head: "Of course we have no right to restrain us, but Mo Wentian, do you know that the power of this swordsmanship is extremely powerful, but it is not something that anyone can practice?"

"You mean that my kendo talent is not worthy of cultivation?"

"That's not what it means, of course"

The East Desolate Holy Master paused for a while, and said with some emotion: "It is also thanks to your kendo talent that is not very good, otherwise, you would be dead now!"

Hearing Holy Master Donghuang say that his kendo talent is not good, Mo Wentian was about to get angry, but when he heard the latter words, he suddenly became suspicious again.

"Li Yuandong,

What does it mean, please explain! "

"It's very simple. Unless you have the divine body and divine veins, Su Zhan's Wanxiang Yuan swordsmanship will be successfully cultivated. When you use it, your fleshly body and holy veins will not be able to carry that terrifying heaven and earth vitality!"

The Holy Master of the Eastern Wilderness said solemnly: "My Holy Land Elder Luyue Shanlu is because of the practice of this swordsmanship, which caused the four sacred veins in his right hand to rupture, and he was seriously injured.

As for Mo Wentian, your cultivation is higher than that of Lu Yueshan. If you cultivate, you will naturally absorb more energy from heaven and earth, and I am afraid that your whole person will explode directly! "

Will my whole body just explode?

Mo Wentian's forehead suddenly oozes cold sweat: "You, what are you saying is true?"

"nonsense!"

The Eastern Desolate Holy Master rolled his eyes: "Do you think I came from the Eastern Desolate Holy Land in such a hurry just to make fun of you?

What I said is true, if you don't believe it, and you are courting death yourself, forget it! "

"I……"

Mo Wentian thought about it carefully, and felt that the Holy Master of the East Desolate was indeed, there was no reason to lie to him, and his back was immediately wet with cold sweat.

Fortunately, it is fortunate that he is not the arrogance of swordsmanship like Su Zhan, otherwise, I am afraid that it will really explode as Li Yuandong said!

so close!

For the first time in my life.

Mo Wentian felt fortunate because his kendo talent was mediocre!

Immediately, he thought of something, and said to the elders of the holy kings who were listening a bit dumbfounded: "Quick! Go to the other holy kings' caves and tell them about this! Let them stop cultivating!"

"Yes, Holy Master!"

Those holy kings were also frightened in their hearts and left quickly.

They do not usually practice swordsmanship. Although they knew that this swordsmanship existed, they did not immediately ask for swordsmanship practice. When they learned about this, they were all a little scared.

When the Holy Master of Donghuang saw those holy kings dispersing, he remembered something, and said to Mo Wentian: "By the way, there is a Tang Wujian in your holy land who specializes in kendo. Although his strength is not good, his talent is still good, he—"

"I'll go find Elder Tang myself!"

Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly, he put away the Xuantian Spirit Sword, turned into a flash of light and left.

The Holy Master of Donghuang also retracted his sword and followed closely behind.

soon.

They came to the mountain where Tang Wujian Cave Mansion was located.

"Rumble!"

Before coming to the mountain peak, Mo Wentian didn't say a word, he punched directly on the mountain, causing the whole mountain to vibrate violently!

The green cow was frightened and ran away, and then he said loudly: "Elder Tang, come out and see me!"

After about ten seconds.

Tang Wujian ran out angrily, just about to ask why he was disturbing his cultivation, when he saw the Holy Master of Donghuang, he was stunned.

The Holy Master Donghuang smiled and said: "It seems that Tang Wujian's talent is probably not much different from that of Lu Yueshan. Fortunately, if his talent is higher, it will be a big deal!"

Hearing this, Tang Wujian was furious: "Holy Master Donghuang, although you are the Holy Master, what do you mean by this, what do you mean? Fortunately, I am talented—"

"Alright, alright!"

Mo Wentian interrupted impatiently and said directly: "Elder Tang, don't blame him, if it wasn't for him this time, we would have a big event in the Holy Land!"

"What's the matter?"

"Are you practicing Su Zhan's swordsmanship?"

"That's right! I'm cultivating vigorously, and I feel like I've realized something. I'm about to get started, so come and disturb me!"

When talking about this, Tang Wujian was still a little angry.

"You have to be glad that you haven't cultivated yet, otherwise you will be dead!"

As Mo Wentian's voice sounded, Tang Wujian's expression of anger receded, and instead, he was stunned.

Mo Wentian continued: "Su Zhan's Wanxiang Yuan swordsmanship can only be cultivated by the divine body and divine veins, otherwise, the body will definitely be blasted out by the vitality of heaven and earth! There is a dead end!"

"what!"

Tang Wujian was shocked and looked at Mo Wentian in disbelief: "Holy Master, is this true?"

"Exactly!"

Mo Wentian nodded: "Lu Yueshan in the Holy Land of the Eastern Wasteland was seriously injured by practicing Wanxiang Yuan swordsmanship! The Holy Master of the Eastern Wasteland came over in such a hurry, that is, he was afraid that we would make a big mistake here!

Now that you are all right, I can rest assured. The most urgent task is to find Su Zhan and let him understand the horror of this swordsmanship! "

"Su Zhan..."

Tang Wujian's back was soaked with cold sweat, and when he heard Su Zhan's name, he was immediately annoyed: "This guy! I told him a long time ago that there may be problems with the entry of heaven and earth energy into the body!

He also told me it was okay!

If you, Lord, come a little later, wouldn't I have to go to heaven! "

"This……"

Mo Wentian said, "Su Zhan didn't know either, he didn't mean it."

"No matter how much he is, he almost killed me as a master! Rebel! Rebel!"

Tang Wujian was angry and angry: "Follow me! Today I will discipline this apprentice in front of you!

Let him know that my master has a temper too! "