Chapter 24

A smile rose from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.

Although the last time the formula of devouring the gods could devour Lin Xiao, it was because Mo Wentian's devouring the spirit root was only first-class.

The first-class devouring spirit root is equivalent to the general fifth class spirit root.

And the third class devours the soul root.

It has been comparable to the general eighth class spiritual root. Although Qiu Sanjin's spiritual root is seventh class, it is still a lot worse than Mo Wentian's spiritual root.

Spiritual root worse than yourself.

How to remedy their own defects? Naturally, I don't like the formula of devouring the gods.

in other words.

Don't ask heaven if you want to improve the spiritual root again. You must devour stronger spiritual objects and spiritual roots above the eighth grade next time!

"This heaven devouring formula is too tricky!"

Mo Wentian smiled, then flashed away and disappeared. Just a moment after Mo Wentian left, a dozen people appeared again in the valley.

"Qiu Sanjin, the third young master of the enemy's family, was killed by Mo Wentian!"

Startling cries rang out.

The whole Dongman mountain range was noisy again, especially the enemies, who looked at the Mo family one by one, and their eyes were full of cold.

"Mo Han, you also said that this person is not from your Mo family. Now he even dares to kill the genius disciple of my enemy. I think this is what you mo family ordered!"

Qiu yuan looked at Mo Han and said angrily.

Next to Mo Han, there are three people. Their breath converges, but hidden, they emit a sharp edge.

The elder of Mo family.

These three elders are the three elders of the Mo family, and the first one is the elder who helped Mo Wentian out of the siege in the Mo family's martial arts arena!

"Presumptuous, Qiu yuan, what are you talking about? Don't ask heaven. There is no first-class spiritual root in my mo family. Who doesn't know in the whole East sword city!"

"Now he kills your enemy's disciples. It's useless for your enemy's disciples to beat even a waste. I think your enemy is just a group of waste!"

Mo Han's cold face.

"Mo Han, you are looking for death!"

Qiu yuan's evil spirit soared in his eyes.

The other disciples of the enemy also looked at Mo Han angrily one by one. The atmosphere between the two teams suddenly became tense.

"Yuan'er, get back!"

At this moment, a low cry came.

I saw an old man with white hair coming out of the enemy team and giving Mo Han a cold look. The old man's eyes fell on the old man in front of Mo Han.

"Mo Yu, it's too much for your Mo family disciples to kill my enemy's direct generation disciples!"

The old man looked at Mo Yu and said in a deep voice.

"Too much?"

Mo Yu grinned and then said, "little guys like to fight, so let them go. We are so old, why bother so much!"

"Why bother so much?"

The old man's eyes were cold, and then he said, "so, do you want to keep this waste?"

"Waste?"

Mo Yu disdained to smile. Even the swordsmen who left the sword realm were killed. He also said that Mo Wentian was a waste?

Qiu family, deserve to be killed!

"The Mo family will never intervene in the competition of young people, but if some shameless people also fight, don't blame me Mo Yu!"

In Mo Yu's eyes, the light suddenly soared, and a breath of incomparable brilliance spread from Mo Yu.

The disciples of Mo family standing next to Mo Yu changed their looks one by one.

"Leave the peak of the sword!"

The old man's expression changed, and then said coldly, "Mo Yu, this man killed the third young master of my enemy. Although Sanjin is a little dandy, Sanyuan is a disciple of Tianjian sect. I don't care about this matter, but if Sanyuan takes action, it's no wonder that I!"

"Qiu Sanyuan!"

Mo Yu frowned slightly.

"Let's go!"

Qiu Yu gave Mo's disciples a cold look and said coldly to Qiu's disciples.

"Elder!"

Seeing that Qiu Yu was leaving, Qiu yuan's face changed greatly.

This time for Zhu Guo.

The enemy didn't get anything, but he lost several disciples. Even seventh class Linggen disciples like Qiu Sanjin were also lost in the Dongman mountains.

If you leave like this, isn't it

"Go!"

Qiu Yu drank coldly, turned and disappeared.

See Qiu Yu leave.

Other enemy disciples can only follow and leave.

Leave with the enemy.

The look of Mo's disciples instantly became dignified. Mo Yu's words were equivalent to offending his enemy.

Both the enemy family and the Mo family are big families in Dongjian city. Offending the enemy family is definitely not a good thing for the Mo family.

"Elder, can this waste really kill Qiu Sanjin?"

Mo Han looked at Mo Yu and asked with flashing eyes.

"You don't have to worry about this. All the people of the Mo family return to Dongjian city. This matter of Zhu Guo is over!"

Mo Yu looked at Mo Han and said indifferently.

"This..."

Mo Han's expression changed slightly, and then he said in a deep voice: "elder, it's time to fight for the spiritual pulse. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for us to offend the enemy like this. This waste is just a first-class spiritual root. I think it's better to give it to the enemy!"

"Send it to the enemy?"

In Mo Yu's eyes, the cold suddenly flashed, looked at Mo Han coldly and said, "you can't even compare with Mo Wentian!"

With that, he dodged and disappeared.

"I can't even compare with one tenth of this waste..."

Mo Han stood in place, looking very dull, so a touch of ferocity appeared on Mo Han's face.

"What kind of ecstasy did this waste give the elder, so that the elder would rather offend his enemy than keep this waste!"

"The sword battle is about to begin. I want to see how powerful this waste is..."

Mo Han's eyes were extremely cold.

He is one of the three geniuses of Dongjian City, but now Mo Yu says that he can't even compare with one tenth of Mo Wentian.

How can Mo Han accept this!

"Go!"

With a cold drink, Mo Han took Mo's disciples and left quickly.

In the Dongman mountains.

Don't ask the figure of the sky, just like a ghost.

After three days, Mo Wentian finally knew the whole story. It turned out that it was a disciple of the yuan family who wanted him with a low-grade spirit weapon.

As long as you catch yourself, you can reward a inferior spiritual weapon. Plus, you have three Zhu fruits on your body. Who won't be excited about the sword repair of the whole East sword city?

"Thirteen waves!"

Don't ask heaven's eyes for some helplessness. In the past three days, don't ask heaven how many battles he has fought. Even if don't ask heaven for advanced cultivation, it's inevitable that he can't hold on!

"You know, just now the disciples of the yuan family sent a message again, saying that the wanted person was revoked this time, and even the disciples of the yuan family returned to Dongjian city!"

"True or false?"

"Not only the yuan family, but also the Mo family and the enemy family have retreated. It is said that Mo Wentian also killed Qiu Sanjin, the genius disciple of the enemy family!"

"It turned out to be Qiu Sanjin. This person is a strong man at the peak of gathering souls, and this person is still a seventh class spiritual root. Over time, he will inevitably become a swordsman in the sword realm!"

……

Just at this time, voices of discussion suddenly came.

"All three families have retreated?"

Don't ask the sky to stand on the tree with a slight frown.

Can the three families resist the temptation of Zhu Guo?

Looking at a group of people slowly disappearing, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a very terrible light!