Chapter 2561

"Magic heaven, don't worry, let's listen to master Shenzhu first!"

Looking at Huan Tian's anxious face, this is difficult to see in Huan Tian, who has always been stable.

Don't ask the sky, stretch out your hand, gently pat magic sky, and say in a cold voice.

"Boss..."

Listen to don't ask heaven this, magic sky opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Master Shenzhu, this phantom spirit is not an ordinary person. What is the identity of the phantom spirit?"

"Why does she have anything to do with phantom grass?"

"The level of this phantom grass is not very high. Why does she have anything to do with it?"

Suddenly, it seems that you have remembered something. Don't ask heaven. Looking at the old man Shenzhu, he said all the questions in his heart.

"Boy, if I say that this magic spirit, like me and the ancient book, is a man of millions of years ago, do you believe it?"

After pondering for a while, old man Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian, and a complex light flashed in his eyes, saying coldly.

"Like you and your predecessors in ancient books, phantom spirit was a person millions of years ago?"

"Master Shenzhu, is this magic spirit a monster millions of years ago?"

It's ok if the old man Shenzhu doesn't say this. As soon as the old man Shenzhu says this, don't ask the sky. His eyes are full of awe.

If it weren't for this words coming out of the mouth of the elder Shenzhu, don't ask the sky really don't believe that this magic spirit will die a monster millions of years ago.

You know, the magic spirit at the moment doesn't have a strong breath.

The cultivation of the magic spirit is just the realm of the emperor of heaven, and I haven't seen any magic magic performed by the magic spirit.

Don't ask Tianshi. I didn't expect that this magic spirit would be a monster millions of years ago.

"Boy, this phantom is the phantom beast millions of years ago!"

"Her identity is not simple!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a faint light flashed in the old man's eyes, with a serious face.

"Shenzhu old son, when you say so, I remember that the eudemon clan also made great efforts in the first World War a million years ago!"

"The eudemon clan disappeared because of the war a million years ago!"

At this time, the old man of ancient books stepped forward, and a touch of memory rose in his eyes, saying in a deep voice.

"Master Shenzhu, master of ancient books, since the phantom spirit was a phantom beast millions of years ago, why did she have contact with this small God grass phantom grass?"

"If she were a monster millions of years ago, her strength would be absolutely strong, but her breath is not strong now, and she has not even reached the realm of heavenly saints!"

Mo Wentian looked at the old man of Shenzhu and the old man of ancient books, and his eyes flashed a complex light and a cold voice.

Don't ask heaven's heart, at this moment confused.

If the magic spirit was a monster a million years ago and still participated in the war a million years ago, its strength would be absolutely strong, at least not in the realm of the emperor of heaven now.

If the phantom spirit were a monster millions of years ago, she would not be associated with this phantom grass.

Thinking like this, don't ask the sky's eyebrows and frown.

"Boy, when you saw me and the old man of ancient books, what were we like?"

The elder Shenzhu didn't immediately answer Mo Wentian, but looked at Mo Wentian, gently breathed out, and didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"When I saw you and master Shenzhu?"

"You are all illusions, and you have not condensed into your real body!"

Mo Wentian looked at the old man Shenzhu and almost blurted out subconsciously.

When Mo Wentian saw the old man of Shenzhu and the old man of ancient books, what he saw was not their real body, but their phantom, which Mo Wentian still remembered very clearly.

"Boy, this phantom is just like us. It was seriously injured in the war a million years ago, leaving only a little spirit!"

"It's just that this phantom is luckier than us. She doesn't just leave the spirit, she also has the body, but she has lost her memory!"

"She doesn't know her identity anymore. She may have been seriously injured in the war a million years ago. In order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, she hid in this phantom grass!"

Old man Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian, looking very serious.

"This... This phantom spirit is really a monster millions of years ago?"

"She also experienced the war a million years ago?"

Your mouth is talking to yourself. Don't ask the sky. Your eyes are full of awe.

"Boy, this is the identity of the phantom spirit!"

"As for why she had contact with phantom grass and, naturally, she was hurt. Phantom grass took the opportunity to contact her, and phantom grass also saved her life!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's imposing appearance, a touch of pure light and a deep voice flashed in the old man's eyes.

"Master Shenzhu, is there any way to eliminate the connection between phantom spirit and phantom grass?"

Suddenly, it seems that you have thought of something. Don't ask the sky. Looking at the old man Shenzhu, he said seriously.

"Boy, it's not difficult to eliminate the relationship between phantom spirit and phantom grass. Let me deal with it!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a touch of confidence rose in the old man's eyes.

Although the cultivation of the old man Shenzhu was only restored to the middle of the holy period, the old man Shenzhu was best at all kinds of secret printing techniques millions of years ago.

It's really not difficult for old man Shenzhu to break the relationship between phantom spirit and phantom grass.

At this moment, a touch of confidence rose in the eyes of the old man Shenzhu.

"Master Shenzhu, thank you!"

Looking at the old man Shenzhu, don't ask the sky a little salute, with a sincere face.

"Boy, you and I don't need to be so polite."

"I promise to help you remove the relationship between phantom spirit and phantom shape grass. You should also improve your cultivation. Your cultivation should be promoted to the later stage of the emperor of heaven within at least ten days!"

Old man Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian, and a complex light flashed in his eyes, saying coldly.

If it weren't for the man who couldn't wait, the elder Shenzhu didn't want to urge Mo Wentian to improve his cultivation.

In fact, the old man of Shenzhu was also very clear in his heart. He didn't urge Mo Wentian to say his cultivation, and Mo Wentian also wanted to improve his cultivation.

After all, he is now the Lord of God's heaven, but his cultivation is just the beginning of the emperor of heaven. It seems that he has the worst cultivation in the whole God's heaven, which is somewhat unreasonable.

"OK, master Shenzhu!"

"It's just that it's not easy to improve my accomplishments. I'll try my best to improve the later period of the Taoist emperor!"

Wen Yan, Mo Wentian didn't promise confidently.

Don't ask heaven. It's clear that his cultivation improvement is beyond his control.

He grabbed a lot of cultivation resources in the Shentian mountain. For ordinary martial artists, if he refined so many cultivation resources, it is normal to improve his cultivation.

But he is different from ordinary martial artists. To improve his cultivation, he needs not only strength, but also opportunity.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex light.

"Boy, I believe you can!"

Old man Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian, and a touch of firmness rose in his eyes.

It seems that old man Shenzhu is more confident than Mo Wentian.

"Master Shenzhu, I'll leave it to you!"

"When I come back to God's heaven, I also want to go back to see Tianhu and deal with some things!"

Suddenly, it seems that you have remembered something. Don't ask heaven's eyes, a flash of pure light, a cold voice.

"Your boy, the most important thing is that you haven't seen Tianhu for ten days. Do you want to see Tianhu?"

"Don't worry, Tianhu is in the divine realm, and there is nothing at all!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the corners of the old man's mouth raised a radian.

Mo Wentian is still young and vigorous. It has been ten days since he saw Tianhu. It's normal to miss it. The elder Shenzhu understands it very much.