Chapter 1834

"Buzzing..."

In the void, the phantom of the old man in ancient books is much clearer than before, but it is still very illusory.

But at the moment, the power of the phantom of the old man in ancient books has increased.

"Ask brother Tian!"

And at the moment, not far away, Tian Hu, looking at Mo Wentian, couldn't help but feel distressed in his heart.

At this moment, Tianhu's heart even wanted to share for him.

But she can't, she can't share, this pain can only be borne by one person.

Thinking like this, a complex light flashed in the eyes of Tianhu, and his expression also darkened.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

"Boy, can you hold on?"

The old man of ancient books opened his eyes and looked at Mo Wentian, who was soaked with sweat. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking.

"Ancient book predecessors!"

"I can hold on!"

Don't ask the sky. Unexpectedly, the corners of your mouth slightly grinned, and also raised a touch of radian, pretending to be calm.

"Boy, I won't let you bear it for too long!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's pretending calm appearance, the old man in the ancient books flashed a complex light in his eyes, and his heart said secretly.

"Boom..."

The next moment, in the hands of the old man of ancient books, the suction force is dozens of times more terrible than before.

The suction went towards Mo Wentian.

Don't ask the breath of heaven, and quickly go towards the old man of ancient books.

"Hum..."

"How can this pain be several times stronger than before!"

Feel the pain of that distance, don't ask the sky's mouth, don't ask the sky's eyebrows, but frown.

Don't ask the sky. The clothes are not soaked with sweat at the moment, but with blood.

Countless blood seeped from Mo Wentian's meridians.

"Ask brother Tian!"

Looking at such Mo Wentian, Tian Hu felt a burst of heartache in his heart.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

……

At the moment, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian, not far away, were also full of worry.

"You don't have to worry!"

"This boy can't die if he has the formula of devouring heaven!"

"It's just the pain he suffered. It's really strong!"

Looking at the worried appearance of Tianhu and Xiaojiao Huantian, the old man in ancient books said in a deep voice.

Listening to the words of the old man in ancient books, Tianhu and others were a little relieved.

But their eyes, still looking at Mo Wentian at the moment, did not blink, as if they were afraid of missing something.

"How can this ancient book absorb so much more power than master Shenzhu!"

"If I hadn't eaten the divine formula, I'm afraid I would have become a mummy!"

Take a breath, don't ask the eyes of the sky, rise a touch of impressiveness.

But the next moment, don't ask the sky to focus all your attention on the formula of devouring heaven.

"Buzzing..."

At this time, I saw in the void, the phantom of the old man in ancient books flashed, and with a wave of his hand, a pill floated on the void.

With the appearance of this pill, a powerful force spread.

"Boy, this is blood burst pill, you refine it quickly!"

With a cold drink, the bloody pill went towards Mo Wentian.

"Blood burst pill?"

Looking at the pill, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a touch of essence, but it did not immediately refine.

"Boy, this blood pill can increase the strength in your body!"

"If you don't refine, your boy can't bear it!"

The old man of ancient books seemed to see Mo Wentian's hesitation. The old man of ancient books had a flash of light in his eyes and a deep voice.

Listening to the words of the old man of ancient books, Mo Wentian thought that the old man of ancient books had followed him for so long, and what the old man of ancient books had done had always been for his good.

Thinking like this, don't ask the sky without the slightest hesitation, and directly refine the blood burst pill.

"Boom..."

As Mo Wentian refined the blood burst pill, the breath on Mo Wentian grew rapidly.

Don't ask the sky's face, also restored a trace of ruddy.

"Boy, I'm ready to suck!"

At this time, the voice of the old man of ancient books came again.

At the same time, the other hand of the old man in ancient books was extended to Mo Wentian.

With the hand of the old man in the ancient books stretched out, a powerful suction went towards Mo Wentian, and the power in Mo Wentian's celestial body quickly disappeared.

Don't ask the sky. You only feel a sense of weakness.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's face, which had just recovered a little ruddy, turned pale again.

The pain of this ecstasy is more than ten times stronger than just now.

Don't ask the sky. The breath suddenly drops.

Subconsciously, Mo Wentian resisted the attraction of the old man in ancient books.

"Boy, don't fight!"

"Resisting the pain you bear will only be stronger!"

Feeling Mo Wentian's resistance, the old man's eyes flashed a cold light and a cold voice.

"The pain of resistance is stronger?"

"Ancient books, you have absorbed too much power!"

Listen to Shenzhu's words, don't ask the heaven to return to God in an instant.

"Boy, don't worry, I'm measured!"

"Although you suffer a little more, you have the magic formula of devouring the sky. The power in your body can't be exhausted!"

The voice of the old man in ancient books came again.

"Devour the divine formula!"

Listen to the words of the old man in ancient books, don't ask the eyes of heaven, there is a flash of light.

With a cold drink, don't ask the angel to work out the formula of devouring the gods.

"Boom..."

With Mo Wentian's all-out operation of the formula of devouring the gods, a terrible and boundless force on Mo Wentian rose in an instant.

Resentment within tens of thousands of feet of the heaven, frantically gathered towards Mo Wen heaven.

"Buzzing..."

Countless grievances, when close to Mo Wentian, turned into aura and entered Mo Wentian's body, but after a moment, they were quickly swallowed up.

"Hoo..."

Mo Wentian gently breathed a sigh of relief.

As the formula of devouring heaven worked with all its strength, Mo Wentian obviously felt that the pressure in his body had been reduced a lot.

But the terrible suction from the phantom in the void did not decrease at all.

"What is the Lord doing? Why do we complain about the heaven and go towards the hall!"

"Why does the Lord absorb these grievances? What does the Lord want to do?"

"The Lord doesn't want to absorb all our resentment against the heaven?"

"No, the Lord of the world is not a person who practices with resentment. This resentment is of no use to him!"

"Yes, it's not the person who practices resentment, let alone it's useless for him. Resentment will hurt him!"

……

Feeling the countless grievances, they gathered in the hall, and countless disciples who complained about the heaven began to talk.

Their eyes, looking at the hall, were full of doubts.