Devouring Heaven Sword God

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"It's Mo Wentian, it's him!"

"He's out!"

"A year has passed, what level has this person reached now?"

...

There was a sound of discussion, the entire imperial city ...

Were shocked!

The **** mountain above the sword gate of the Emperor Emperor has dozens of vast breaths, terrible and boundless!

Imperial City.

"He's out!"

Duan Jia, eyes opened suddenly, the next moment ...

The figure disappeared.

Not only Duanjia, other major forces ...

All are dispatched instantly!

"Uncle ..."

"You're finally here!"

In the Tianya Haige Hu family, in a small courtyard, a figure ...

Open your eyes slowly.

On his face ...

A smile spread.

The imperial city, completely shocked, terrible figures ...

Chaoren Emperor Jianmen collection.

Emperor Jianmen, on the peak of true biography.

"Ask Heavenly Ancestors!"

"God ask Brother!"

...

Under the mountain peaks, every figure looked at the mountain peaks.

There, there are three figures!

Proud sky!

One of them is Mo Wentian ...

As for the other two, Duan Qi and Ling Linger!

"Finally, are you here?"

On the True Story Peak, Mo Wentian's eyes looked down at the entire True Story Peak, and then he suddenly lifted up ...

Landed on top of the mountain.

"Today, let me ..."

"Let's fight!"

"Hahaha ..."

A wanton smile sounded on the True Legend Peak ...

A terrible breath was uploaded from Zhenchuan Peak.

The whole Zhenchuan Peak was shaking. On the Zhenchuan Peak, several disciples of Shenshan ...

One by one, the eyes were astonished.

"The breath on him ..."

"So strong!"

Disciples of Shenshan were shocked.

The last time I met, Mo asked the genius Tianyu five peaks.

But Mo Wutian in front of me, the breath on my body ...

Has reached the avenue Yae!

"Boss ..."

Xiao Yan, the eyes are terrible.

"Stop asking the question, grab it!"

"Mo Wentian, today you are trying to escape!"

"Mo Wentian ..."

...

There was a scream of applause, above the mountain ...

The billowing power was suppressed.

"Good job!"

In the eyes of Mo Wentian, it is extremely bright, and ask Tianjian ...

I do not know when, has appeared in the hands of Mo Wentian.

"The sword is breaking!"

"Buzz ..."

On the peak of true transmission, I saw Mo Wentian leap ...

Fall in the void.

The next moment, Mo Wentian swept out of the sword ...

"bump!"

The whole true peak is shaking, thousands of swordsman ...

Divided the entire True Legend Peak into two halves.

"Booming ..."

On the peak of true biography, many disciples of God Mountain fled one after another.

"A strong sword!"

"The first sword emperor ten thousand years ago, he is back!"

"I don't know if Shenshan will catch him this time!"

...

A sound of exclaiming came. On the peak of the true story, the sword marks were shocking.

Beside, Duan Qi and Duan Linger were shocked.

too strong……

"Mo Wentian, stop!"

On the peak of true biography, a figure stood out, this person is the disciple of Shenshan.

His cultivation has also reached the realm of false gods.

He is the leader of this true pass this year.

"Little sister ..."

"kill!"

"Roar……"

A roar came, Mo Wentian completely ...

There is no intention to stop!

With a roar, Xiaozhang rushed out, swept out of his body, and swept away.

At the next moment, several figures flew out, and these sword emperors satisfactorily completed the mountain!

How can I block ...

Xiaoyu now!

"Hmm ..."

A sip of blood spilled from the void.

The whole true pass!

They are shaking, as if the next moment ...

It's about to collapse completely.

"God asked Brother ..."

"He is so strong!"

Not far from the True Legend Peak, Qin Feng's eyes were full of shock ...

One sword splits Zhenchuan Peak.

Such strength, among the sword emperors ...

Who can do it!

"Ancestral ..."

"came back!"

In the eyes of Mo Lei, a bright light shone, the Mo family's belief ...

came back!

"Roar ..."

The body hovered over Zhenchuan Peak, Mo Wentian flickered ...

It fell on Xiaoyao's body.

"You two ..."

"Hurry back!"

Looking at Duan Qi, Mo Wentian said indifferently.

"Back off!"

Duan Qi and Duan Linger, the shock in their eyes could not be masked!

They know that Mo Wentian's strength has improved a lot in this sword pool.

But they didn't expect that Mo Wentian would become ...

So terrible!

"God ask Brother!"

"Be careful!"

With a soft cry, Duan Qi and Duan Linger quickly retreated towards Zhenchuan Peak.

The next battle, the two do not need to think about and know ...

Not them, they can participate.

"Mo Wentian, you are trying to die!"

In the void, a cold voice came.

The next moment, a figure had appeared on Zhenchuan Peak, with sharp sword energy ...

Lightning toward Mo Motian fell.

"Triple Pseudo-God ..."

"Just here!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed, and the next moment, Xiao Xiao roared.

With Mo Wentian, he ran directly toward the man, Mo Wentian was asking Tianjian ...

Appears instantly in your hand!

"Bite the sky sword river ..."

"Cut out ..."

"Buzz ..."

Countless sword spirits surround Mo Wentian.

The top of Mo Wentian's head turned into a galaxy.

In the galaxy, two stars hovered slowly.

"What is Kendo?"

In the eyes of the man, with a little suspicion.

The vast stars made him unbearable ...

Want to sink into it.

"sword……"

"Damn!"

"Tear ..."

Void, ripped apart by Mo Wentian, a terrible sword spirit ...

Cut through the void and fall towards the man.

"bump!"

The swords collided, and the strength of the swords ...

Wanton in the void.

The terrible aftermath of the battle, I am afraid that even the peak sword emperor ...

Do not dare to approach cents!

"Retreat ..."

"Retreat!"

On the peak of true transmission, a cold drink came from all the disciples in the mountains ...

Retreat quickly.

"Pedals ..."

Mo Wentian's body took a step back on Xiaoyu's body!

The strong of the three false gods.

Compared to the current Mo Wentian, it is stronger ...

It's too much!

"Roar ..."

"Boss, let me tear up this old mess!"

Xiao Yan's angry voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"and many more……"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, countless cold mang surges.

In front of this triple pseudo-god.

Not today's protagonist, above the mountain ...

How is it possible that there is only one triple pseudo-god!

"You actually ..."

"Stop me?"

In the eyes of men, countless killing intentions skyrocketed.

He is a triple-pseudo-pseudo-strength, and without asking God, he is only eight-fold.

He battled the triple pseudo-god with the Eighth Battle of Heaven.

If this is spread ...

What is his face!

"Stay back ..."

When these Shenshan disciples were about to take another shot at Mo Wentian, a cold drink came.

The next moment, an immense expanse of breath came from above the mountain ...