Chapter 2005

After a collision with Mo Wentian just now, Yi Tianlai also learned something about Mo Wentian's strength.

Don't ask heaven's body method. It's much better than him.

Although the cultivation of Mo Wentian is the perfect state of the emperor, it is a strong enemy, which should not be underestimated.

At this moment, the God's soul is expanded. He wants to explore Mo Wentian.

But what he didn't know was that his spirit spread out and gave Mo Wentian a chance.

"This old bastard dares to spread his soul in front of me!"

"This is simply looking for death!"

Speak to yourself. Don't ask the sky. A bright light rises in your eyes.

As for strength, don't ask heaven, you really don't have enough confidence to subdue this heaven reliant, but this heaven reliant dares to launch the spirit, which is looking for death.

Don't ask the spirit of heaven. Now it has reached 1200 feet. It's enough to suppress the spirit of relying on heaven.

Thinking like this, don't ask the corners of heaven's mouth, can't help but crack a radian.

"Spirit, unfold!"

The next moment, don't ask the sky without the slightest hesitation. With a cold drink, you can directly expand the spirit.

"Unfold the divine spirit? Is this boy funny? His cultivation is no more than the perfection of the emperor. He dares to unfold the divine spirit in front of the strong emperor of heaven. He is not afraid to rely on heaven to suppress him directly with the divine spirit?"

"This boy is looking for death!"

"I don't think this boy is simple. His cultivation is perfect, but he dares to spread the spirit in front of the emperor. He must have means!"

"What can this boy do? He's just playing tricks!"

"Look, next is the death date of this boy!"

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With Mo Wentian's words, the countless heaven reliant disciples instantly burst into flames.

In their view, Mo Wentian's words are ridiculous.

You know, the Zhang number of the divine soul is closely related to cultivation.

The higher the cultivation is, the stronger the spirit is. The cultivation of relying on heaven has reached the realm of the emperor of heaven. Don't ask the cultivation of heaven, but the emperor is perfect.

This is only in cultivation, and there is a difference between two great realms. In their view, Mo Wentian can't be the opponent of relying on heaven.

But what they don't know is that don't ask the sky in front of them. Don't ask the spirit of the sky, which is enough to make their eyes fall to the ground.

"Brother Wentian, this is to suppress this heaven reliant directly with the spirit?"

"The spirit from heaven is already a thousand feet, and the spirit of brother Wentian is even more than a thousand feet?"

Listening to the voices of discussion, Mo Qingqing in the crowd, with a flash of light in his eyes, asked Tian Hu aside.

"The spirit of brother Wentian is indeed more than a thousand feet, and has reached 1200 feet!"

A smug glance flashed in the eyes of Tianhu.

In her heart, there is always a kind of anger for Mo Qingqing. Now she knows more about Mo Wentian than Mo Qingqing, which makes her proud in an instant.

"Twelve hundred feet?"

"The spirit of brother Wen Tian has reached 1200 Zhang?"

"This... This is impossible!"

"His cultivation is the perfect state of the emperor!"

Hearing this, Mo Qingqing stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

What's more, she thought she had heard wrong.

You know, the spirit of the warrior in the realm of the emperor's perfection will not exceed a thousand feet, but don't ask the sky in front of you. His spirit has exceeded a thousand feet in the realm of the emperor's perfection.

This makes Mo Qingqing's heart, how not surprised?

"What?"

"Do you not believe my words, or do you not believe brother Wentian's strength?"

Looking at Mo Qingqing's imposing appearance, Tianhu raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, coughed softly, and said coldly.

"How can I not believe you, let alone ask brother Tian!"

"It's just that since ancient times, I've never heard that cultivation is no more than the realm of the emperor, and the spirit is more than a thousand feet!"

"Brother Wentian, I'm afraid he's the first person in history!"

Mo Qingqing's expression was still a little startled.

"Brother Wentian's terrible is not comparable to you and me!"

"Brother Wentian will win this war!"

Suddenly, it seemed to think of something, and the look of Tianhu suddenly became serious.

His eyes looked at the void, and his face was even more dignified.

"Yes!"

"Ask brother Tian, you will win this war!"

Mo Qingqing's voice is even more confident.

Immediately, Mo Qingqing's eyes also looked at the void. Their eyes did not blink, as if they were afraid of missing something.

"Boom..."

At this time, in the void, don't ask the spirit of heaven, which is 1200 feet, has been shrouded in the sky.

"This... This is impossible?"

"Isn't your boy's cultivation the perfect state of the emperor?"

As Mo Wentian's spirit shrouded in heaven leaning, his eyes widened a lot.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

If it weren't for the 1200 Zhang divine soul that he saw with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it at all. In the realm of emperor's perfection, the divine soul would exceed 1000 Zhang.

At this moment, a bad premonition came up in the heart of yitianlai.

You know, although his cultivation reached the early stage of the emperor of heaven, his spirit was only a thousand feet.

If his cultivation did not depend on the pill to improve, his spirit could be more refined, but his spirit depended on the pill to improve.

His spirit has just reached a thousand feet.

Although his spirit, and Mo Wentian's spirit, is only 200 feet away, there is a world of difference in strength.

"Old bastard, nothing is impossible here!"

"The cultivation of this emperor is really only the realm of the emperor's perfection, but the spirit of this emperor has reached 1200 Zhang!"

The cold voice sounded. Don't ask the sky. Look at Yitian, and say coldly and proudly.

"Tear..."

Just as Mo Wentian's voice fell, a voice tearing the void came.

Immediately, the man shrouded in black came down from the void.

The man in black is no one else, but the man in black who informs Yitian.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly shrunk.

"The emperor's perfect cultivation, the spirit has reached 1200 Zhang!"

"This person is really the descendant of that person, otherwise it can't be so terrible!"

"I must report this matter to adults. This boy must be solved as soon as possible, and he can't be the nemesis of my demon world!"

The black robed man's eyes suddenly shrunk, and his hands hanging on both sides clenched.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, the man in black did not hesitate at all. His mind moved, and a passing note appeared in his hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, the man in black directly transmitted the message of Mo Wentian.

Immediately, the man in black entered the void again.

His eyes were looking at the figure directly. He seemed to want to see something from Mo Wentian.

"Someone?"

At the moment when the man's figure disappeared, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light.

He felt a breath, he only felt a little familiar, but for a moment, he couldn't remember where he had met.

"Is it my illusion!"

But don't ask the sky to explore around, but you didn't detect anything. Your eyebrows frowned slightly, and your heart said secretly.

I can't say why. Don't ask the sky. It seems that where did you feel that breath, but for a moment, you can't remember it.