Chapter 21

"Is it really him?"

Mo Han frowned, and asked Mo Tian about the awakening Linggen. He also heard about it, but it was only a moment before he heard Mo Wentian's Linggen!

Mo Han didn't even have the slightest interest.

First class Linggen?

This is not far from the strength without spiritual roots. On the sword God continent, the strongest spiritual roots can only reach the peak of gathering souls.

It is impossible to enter the realm of leaving the sword!

"Juling triple..."

A flash of light flashed in his eyes. Looking at the talented disciples of all ethnic groups who had left one after another, Mo Han's body flashed and disappeared in front of the mountain stream!

"Ho ho..."

In the central area of the Dongman mountains, fierce animal roars came, and the disciples of all ethnic groups in the peripheral area were all pale with fear.

"With so many monsters, what happened in the central area?"

"I heard that this Zhu Guo was taken away by someone, and this person's cultivation is triple!"

"What? It's the triple of gathering souls!"

"Yuan Chong, a genius of the yuan family, has sent a notice that this person is mo Wentian, a disciple of the Mo family. It is said that this person doesn't even have a spiritual root. As long as we find this person, we can go to the yuan family to get a inferior spiritual weapon!"

"Get a low-grade spirit tool, what a big pen..."

……

The voices of discussion rang out, and the Jian Xiu in the Dongman mountains instantly warmed up in their eyes.

Zhu Guo they dare not covet at all.

But spirit tools

A low-grade spirit tool is worth thousands of gold coins. If these gold coins are used to exchange for the spirit gathering pill, it is enough to make the general spirit gathering sword practitioners reach the peak of spirit gathering!

And don't ask the cultivation of heaven

Just gather spirit triple!

This makes countless people begin to move.

Dongman mountains.

In a small valley.

Sit cross legged by the river, don't ask the breath of heaven, and slowly stabilize.

"What a strong chill!"

Open your eyes, don't ask the sky, a touch of palpitation flashed in your eyes!

Level 2 peak spirit beast ice spirit Jiao.

This is absolutely an extremely terrible existence. If it weren't for the powerful spirit of the celestial body and the sword spirit contained in the nine sword Xuan, don't ask the sky, I'm afraid

"Three red fruits, finally!"

Then it seemed to think of something. Don't ask the pale face of the sky, and a slight smile rose.

Take it out of your arms!

Three fiery red fruits appeared in Mo Wentian's hands. Three fruits appeared, and a strong aura gathered around Mo Wentian!

Zhu Guo, the soul fruit of Xuan level peak!

Moreover, there are still three.

The fiery red fruit exudes an attractive luster in the sun.

"I don't know how far these three red fruits can raise my spiritual root?"

Don't ask the sky for a touch of expectation.

Devour the holy root!

This is the second time that he began to devour spiritual objects.

It was Lin Xiao's spiritual root that was swallowed for the first time.

Lin Xiao's Linggen is only fifth class. Don't ask the sky. After devouring it, Linggen has only risen from the initial stage of the first class to the peak of the first class, and it hasn't even reached the second class!

"Devour the divine formula, devour it for me!"

Don't ask the light in the sky's eye for a flash, put three vermicelli in the palm of your hand, and don't ask the sword force in the celestial body, and it began to work frantically.

"Buzzing..."

The aura around quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian, and the nine sword Xuan in Mo Wentian ran frantically.

A powerful suction spread from Mo Wentian.

"Boom..."

Three red fruits, as if they had become three stoves, three terrible fire energy, went crazy into Mo Wentian's body along Mo Wentian's arm!

"What a strong vitality!"

Don't ask heaven to take a deep breath, his face flushed, and his vitality ran in Mo's body. Don't ask heaven's meridians, which rose to a burst of pain!

"Refine it for me!"

Don't ask Tianleng to drink. The terrible vitality quickly gathered in the Dantian. The nine sword Xuan absorbed the collected fire vitality crazily.

"Hum..."

A mysterious artistic conception rises, and Mo Wentian seems to feel that he has entered a world of fire

An hour later!

Mo Wentian sat cross legged beside the river. In the small pool close to Mo Wentian, a layer of water mist rose, and the temperature in the valley also rose several degrees!

Don't ask heaven to cultivate in the valley.

But in the Dongman mountains.

But it was very lively. The spirit gathering area of Dongman city was repaired, and a beehive entered the Dongman mountains.

These people.

All looking for Mo Wentian!

Some people covet Mo Wentian's three red fruits, while others aim to be the inferior spiritual weapon of the yuan family!

Mo's family.

"Miss, there is news outside. This time in the Dongman mountains, master Mo Han did not capture Zhu Guo!"

In the courtyard, a servant with a respectful face said to Mo Qingcheng.

"Not captured?"

Mo Qingcheng frowned, and then asked coldly, "my brother is one of the three talented disciples of Dongjian city. He hasn't captured Zhu Guo. Who has this Zhu Guo fallen into?"

"This..."

Hearing Mo Qingcheng's words, the servant was a little hesitant!

"Are you mute? If you dare to cheat in the slightest, I'll let you taste my mo family's family method!"

Seeing the servant, Mo Qingcheng said with a cold face.

"Yes, yes, yes, little one!"

Hearing this, the servant was instantly terrified on his face, and hurriedly said, "there is news outside, and the Zhu fruit fell into the hands of master Wentian!"

"Don't ask the sky..."

Mo Qingcheng's pupils narrowed, and then he said unbelievably, "how is this possible? He's only a first-class Linggen, how can he capture Zhu Guo!"

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Mo Qingcheng asked coldly.

"No, absolutely not!"

The servant hurried.

"Don't ask the sky!"

Mo Qingcheng's eyes flashed a terrible chill.

Somehow, since Mo Wentian was almost killed by Lin Xiao, this waste has become more and more mysterious!

"Miss, we have found captain Lin!"

At this time, a voice came again.

"Found Lin Yu?"

Mo Qingcheng was happy in his eyes, and then said coldly, "call him to see me!"

"This..."

The little girl looks a little strange!

"What's the matter?"

Mo Qingcheng asked with a frown.

"Miss, our people met captain Lin outside the Dongman mountains, but when they found captain Lin, Captain Lin had been..."

"What happened?"

Hearing the little girl's words, Mo Qingcheng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Miss, when we found captain Lin, Captain Lin was dead. According to the patriarch's identification, it should be killed by Jianqi!"

The little girl murmured.

"Dead?"

"Killed by sword Qi?"

Mo Qingcheng was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly said, "do you know who killed it?"

"This..."

"Clan elders are still looking!"

The little girl's voice came.

"Still looking!"

Mo Qingcheng's heart sank secretly.

"Don't ask the sky?"

"It can't be him. He's only a first-class Linggen. He can't kill Lin Yu!"

Mo Qingcheng drove the idea out of her mind. She couldn't believe it and was unwilling to believe it.

Lin Yu, definitely did not die in the hands of Mo Wentian!