Chapter 1457

Looking at Mo Wentian, the child's face looked very magnanimous.

"Hahahaha..."

"It turned out to be a little fart!"

At this time, looking at the transformed blade spirit, Xiao Jiao actually laughed.

It seemed that I saw something funny.

"Little fart boy?"

"I'm not a kid. In terms of age, I definitely want to grow you by tens of thousands of years!"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, renling's face was unhappy, and his voice was also cold.

Although the words of renling are light, in fact, in the heart of renling, he still cares about his appearance.

At least he has grown to tens of thousands of years, but his appearance is always like this.

"OK!"

"Blade spirit, the emperor wants you to submit to the emperor, but it's not just talk!"

"Let go of your mind!"

The cold voice sounded, don't ask the sky, step forward, look at the blade spirit of the Youlong blade, and the eyes in your eyes are extremely cold.

It's a little unexpected that the blade spirit in front of you surrendered so readily.

But it was only a moment and he recovered.

"Let go of your mind?"

"It's not impossible to let go of your mind!"

"But before I let go of my mind, I have one condition!"

Hearing the words, a flash of pure light flashed in the eyes of the blade spirit.

He said it himself. Of course, he admitted it. Don't ask heaven if he can't surrender.

But let go of his mind. He also knows what it means.

"Condition?"

"What conditions?"

Looking at the blade spirit, Mo Wentian almost blurted out subconsciously.

"My condition is very simple!"

"It's OK for me to let go of my mind, but the spiritual mark you gave me can only be 10000 years!"

"After 10000 years, I want to restore my freedom!"

The look of blade spirit is extremely serious.

"The mark of the spirit can only last 10000 years?"

"Boss, this blade spirit is simply playing tricks and can't promise him!"

But as soon as the blade Spirit said this, Mo Wentian had not had time to speak, and Xiao Jiao's voice was the first to ring.

"No need to say more!"

"Ten thousand years is ten thousand years. The emperor promised you!"

Don't ask the sky's eyes, the slightest ray of light passed by.

For the blade spirit of the Youlong blade, Mo Wentian also has his own plan.

This blade spirit doesn't look like a person who is willing to be bound. He is willing to submit to himself for tenthousand years. Don't ask the sky already think it's OK.

After all, don't ask the sky to take this Youlong blade, but it's just to compete for the divine dragon Tongtian map.

"Come on!"

"My mind has been released!"

Seeing Mo Wentian promise, bladeling suddenly released his mind.

"Slave God seal!"

Watching the blade spirit release his mind, don't ask the sky to directly hit countless Indian formulas towards the void.

With this printed formula, a word "slave" appeared in the void.

On this slave word, a breath of immortality spread.

"Boss, you promised to seal him only for 10000 years, but the slave word printed by your slave God's seal seems to be the same!"

Looking at the word "slave" appearing in the void, and recalling the conversation between just don't ask the sky and the blade spirit, the light in Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed.

"It's the same in front, but it's different now!"

Don't ask the sky, with a slight grin on the corner of your mouth and a indifferent way on your face.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's hand gesture of printing formula changed.

On the word "slave", the immortal breath suddenly lowered.

"Yes!"

With an angry cry, I saw three words appear around the slave word in the void.

These three words are exactly the 10000 years that Mo Wentian promised renling.

The words "10000 years" surround the word "slave". From a distance, it is mysterious.

Immediately, Mo Wentian waved his hand, and the words "slave" and "10000 years" in the void fell towards the eyebrows of the blade spirit.

"Ah..."

At the moment when the slave word fell, the blade spirit rolled on the ground in pain.

At the moment, he seems to be suffering a lot, and his face is also pale.

"Boss, is this the mark of 10000 years?"

At this time, looking at the blade spirit rolling on the ground, the light in Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed, and the voice sank.

"Yes, this is the mark of 10000 years!"

Mo Wentian didn't hide anything and admitted it directly.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

The scream stopped abruptly.

A figure climbed up from the ground.

"Goodbye..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, the blade spirit looked extremely respectful.

But before bladeling finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Wentian.

"Call me emperor!"

Don't ask the voice of heaven, very indifferent.

In those deep eyes, there was no fluctuation at all, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"Blade spirit worships the emperor!"

Hearing the words, the blade spirit was a little stunned, came back to God, and hurriedly said.

"Get up!"

Looking at the extremely respectful blade spirit in front of him, Mo Wentian's hand was slightly raised, and the blade spirit's body seemed to be held by an upward force, and directly stood up.

"You are the spirit of the Youlong blade. You have surrendered to the emperor, so the Youlong blade naturally belongs to the emperor!"

"Go, take the emperor to get the Youlong blade!"

The next moment, it seems to be thinking of something, don't ask the sky eyes flashed a cold light, cold voice way.

"Yes, Lord!"

Without the slightest hesitation, renling quickly agreed.

Then, the blade spirit walked in front and walked directly towards the secret room.

Seeing this, Mo Wentian hurriedly followed up, followed by Xiao Jiao, Huan Tian and others.

"Damn human, you still want to enter the secret room and seize the peerless artifact of our Youlong family. I think you are looking for death!"

And when Mo Wentian just took a step, a terrible and boundless killing intention came in an instant.

Immediately, a figure, holding a peerless halberd, came towards Mo Wentian.

"Not good!"

"Unexpectedly, he is the strong one who is about to break through the emperor's perfection. I'm afraid his strength has reached the emperor's perfection!"

Looking at the approaching figure in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrunk.

A bad feeling rises in an instant.

The next moment, don't ask the sky without the slightest hesitation. Your mind moved, and the Dragon Seal instantly appeared in your hand.

"Boy, go to hell!"

The voice of Leng Li came, and I saw the figure in the void, holding a halberd, falling directly towards Mo Wentian.

"Stop the Dragon Seal!"

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian didn't think about it, and directly blocked the Dragon Seal in front of him.

With Mo Wentian's words, the Dragon Seal seemed to understand Mo Wentian's words, and the prestige on the Dragon Seal quickly soared.

At the same time, the Dragon Seal, which was originally no more than a palm in the hand, has also soared to hundreds of feet in a few breaths, which is terrifying from a distance.