Chapter 1240

Seeing the 1000 pieces of the smallest grade, not only in the eyes of Chixiao, but also in the eyes of countless disciples of the devouring God Kingdom, even the eyes of Xiao Jingcheng and others couldn't help but widen.

Just drop your eyes on the ground.

If Mo Wentian took out the remaining 3000 medium-level and high-level soul stones, these disciples would have to be crazy.

Mo Wentian only took out the smallest soul spar to refine for his disciples at first, and he had his own plan.

"The Emperor just said that he still has the remaining soul spar?"

"The emperor said that there must be the remaining soul spars, and looking at the emperor's appearance, the remaining soul spars must be better than these!"

"I must strive to refine and improve my accomplishments. When my accomplishments reach the initial stage of the emperor, I can also obtain soul spar!"

"Yes, I also have to work hard to improve my accomplishments. My accomplishments have broken through to the early stage of the emperor. If I get the refining of soul crystal, it is said that I can directly break through from the early stage of the emperor to the middle stage of the emperor, or even to the late stage of the emperor!"

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It has to be said that Mo Wentian has a set of management.

When he said this, he instantly aroused the enthusiasm of countless disciples.

In an instant, countless disciples in the kingdom of devouring gods were like beating chicken blood. The breath on each one increased at this moment.

"Chixiao, distribute these soul stones!"

"Five days later, go to Tianji mountain and compete for the Dragon sky map!"

The next moment, don't ask the sky, looking at Chixiao, with a cold face.

"Yes, Lord!"

Hearing the words, Chixiao didn't hesitate at all and hurriedly agreed.

As for Mo Wentian, who did he take to fight for Tianji mountain, Chixiao had a hunch.

It is impossible for Mo Wentian to take all the disciples of the kingdom of devouring gods. Those who can let Mo Wentian take them are definitely the strong ones of the kingdom of devouring gods.

As for himself, his current cultivation is not good in the kingdom of devouring gods.

I'm afraid he is not qualified to follow Mo Wentian to Tianji mountain.

Thinking like this, Chixiao's look dimmed in an instant.

"Those who should have distributed the soul spar, Tianhu..."

Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, the figure flashed directly and disappeared in place.

Again, Mo Wentian's figure has appeared in the courtyard where Tianhu cultivation is located.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, bursts of fresh flower fragrance struck me instantly, giving me a relaxed and happy feeling.

With it, there was a cold chill. If it was an ordinary person, I'm afraid I couldn't even get close to Tianhu's courtyard.

But don't ask the sky, but you don't feel at all.

With a slight grin on the corner of his mouth, he walked directly towards the courtyard.

"Zhiya..."

Mo Wentian walked into the courtyard. In the practice room where Tianhu often lives, looking at the door closed tightly, Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and pushed the door open directly.

As Mo Wentian pushed the door, in the center of the cultivation room, a woman wearing a light blue skirt instantly opened her smart eyes, and then stood up.

"Ask brother Tian..."

Seeing Mo Wentian appear in front of him, for a moment, Tianhu still couldn't believe it.

"Tianhu, this is soul spar, you take it to refine and improve your accomplishments!"

"It's only seven days before the divine dragon Tongtian map was born. The emperor still has many things to deal with. You're good at cultivation!"

Don't ask the sky. Looking at the sky fox, the radian raised by the corners of his mouth became more and more rich.

In Mo Wentian's heart, the status of Tianhu is not low. If it weren't for the time being too urgent, Mo Wentian really wanted to stay here with Tianhu.

But the time at the moment really doesn't allow, don't ask the sky, and with a wave of his hand, a soul crystal of the same size as Xiaojiao magic sky instantly appeared in the hand of Tianhu.

"Ask brother Tian, what is this soul crystal?"

"What's the use?"

Looking at the soul crystal with mysterious light in his hand, as well as the strong and incomparable power of God and soul, Tianhu's heart was puzzled.

"This soul crystal is condensed by the power of the demon beast's divine pearl. It contains rich power. If you refine this piece, it must be more than a little for your cultivation!"

Don't ask heaven to look at Tianhu, with a flash of light in his eyes and a serious look.

I can't tell why, this soul spar has little effect on Mo Wentian.

But in the heart of Mo Wentian, there is an intuition that this soul crystal must play a good role for Tianhu.

"Tian Hu, the emperor still has many things to deal with. I'll see you in a few days!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's eyes fell thousands of feet away. It seemed that he had found something. Mo Wentian's look instantly became serious.

With that, Mo Wentian's figure flashed directly and disappeared into the courtyard.

All of a sudden, in the courtyard, there was only Tianhu who had not returned to God.

"Ask brother Tian, I will not fail you!"

For a long time, Tianhu came back to his senses, and the look in his eyes was very firm.

Immediately, Tianhu took the soul crystal and sat down cross legged again.

At this moment, Mo Wentian, when his figure reappears, has appeared at a distance of ten thousand feet from the kingdom of devouring gods.

"People of the tianniu clan, this time is coming, this is looking for death!"

A quarter of an hour passed.

The countless figures were seen by Mo Wentian.

Those strong and incomparable figures, at first glance, are people who cultivate their physique.

In the whole ancient heritage land, there is only one race that cultivates physique, that is the tianniu clan.

Mo Wentian has already made a grudge with the tianniu clan, and Mo Wentian's heart is also very clear that the tianniu clan will not let him go.

But what Mo Wentian didn't expect was that the people of the tianniu clan came to find fault at this time.

Mo Wentian had planned to break through his physique, but now he was interrupted by the sudden tianniu clan, which made Mo Wentian's heart instantly angry.

"Zhizhi..."

The clenched fist could not help making a squeak.

At the moment, tens of thousands of feet away, the figures of two elders stood in front, while behind him, they were followed by hundreds of thousands of disciples.

Those disciples are extremely strong, and their bodies alone are twice the size of ordinary people.

As for their breath, most of them are the perfect state of the king of heaven.

There were several warriors in the early days of the emperor, but their breath was still unstable.

Don't ask heaven. Don't think about it. It's because their cultivation has just broken through.

"Buzzing..."

At this time, the notes of Jiang Quan came.

"Looks like something's going on?"

His mouth was talking to himself, and Mo Wentian's eyes shrunk slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.