"Boy, this old turtle's spirit couldn't have been only eight hundred feet long before!"
"His soul is only eight hundred feet long now. If you want to suppress it, it will be very easy!"
At this moment, the voice of the old man with ancient books in his mind came.
"Thank you, Senior Ancient Books, for reminding me!"
A flash of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boy, you'd better resolve this Tian Minghai matter quickly!"
"There's a lot waiting for you!"
The next moment, as if he remembered something, a glint flashed in the eyes of the old man with ancient books, and he said in a deep voice.
"Um!"
Mo Wentian hummed slightly and nodded.
"Boy, die!"
At this moment, Mr. Gui's extremely cold and stern voice sounded.
I saw the turtle's speed quickening rapidly, as if he was going to smash Mo Wentian into pieces in the next moment.
As soon as Mr. Gui said these words, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged very calmly.
It was as if he didn't take the old turtle in front of him at all.
"You will be hit to death by Mr. Turtle like this!"
Seeing Mo Wentian sitting cross-legged, Long You's eyes were filled with shock and he couldn't help but say.
"Kill me?"
"He doesn't have the strength yet!"
Hearing Long You's words, Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly and he said in a curve.
"Boy, it seems that you are somewhat self-aware. You knew you couldn't defeat me, so you sat down and waited to die!"
"very good!"
Seeing Mo Wentian sitting cross-legged, Mr. Gui thought that Mo Wentian was scared, and he laughed wildly, and his words were even more sarcastic.
"Sit down and wait to die?"
"It won't be me who dies!"
"Soul suppression!"
Mo Wentian looked at the old turtle who came in an instant, and the curve of his mouth became more intense.
But the next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, and his expression suddenly turned cold.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, Mo Wentian's 1,200-foot-long soul shrouded directly towards Mr. Gui.
"No, it's soul suppression!"
"How can this kid's soul be so strong!"
As the power of Mo Wentian's soul moved towards Gui Lao to suppress him, Gui Lao's expression suddenly changed drastically.
At the same time, a bad premonition suddenly arose in Gui Lao's heart, and an aura of death enveloped him.
At this moment, Gui Lao's body couldn't help but tremble.
In his heart, he was even more shocked.
You must know that the Mo Wentian in front of him has only the cultivation level of the Emperor's Perfect Realm. The soul of a warrior in the Emperor's Realm cannot exceed 500 feet at most.
But the power of the soul emanating from Mo Wentian in front of him was stronger than his 800-foot-long soul.
How could Lao Gui not be shocked by this
"Old turtle, your soul is only eight hundred feet long, you are no match for this emperor!"
"I see that your strength is not bad, I will give you a chance to surrender to me!"
Seeing Mr. Gui's panicked look, the curve of the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.
Although Gui Lao's cultivation has reached the realm of Tianzun perfection, Gui Lao's spirit is only eight hundred feet long.
Although the eight-hundred-foot-long soul is only four hundred-foot away from Mo Wentian's soul.
But the difference of four hundred feet is a huge difference.
It can be said that there is no way this turtle can be Mo Wentian's opponent.
"The eight-hundred-foot soul is no match?"
"Surrender?"
At this moment, Long You, who was not far away, had a look in his eyes.
You must know that the old turtle in front of you is a million-year-old turtle. His cultivation has reached the perfection of Tianzun hundreds of thousands of years ago.
But Mo Wentian's cultivation level is only the state of the Emperor's perfection.
The emperor's cultivation is in the realm of perfection, but he says that the powerful person who is the emperor's perfection is no match for him. How arrogant is this!
At this moment, Long You felt a sense of admiration for Mo Wentian in his heart.
He is a person who pursues martial arts, but he has never been so arrogant. In fact, deep down in his heart, he also wants to be so arrogant.
"Boy, if you want me to surrender to you, dream on me!"
Gui Lao looked at Mo Wentian, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and shouted angrily.
"Old turtle, I have already given you the opportunity. Since you don't want it, you can't blame me!"
"You have to bear the pain of this soul suppression!"
"Soul suppression!"
Seeing that Mr. Gui was still resisting, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's terrifying soul power spread directly into Gui Lao's soul.
"Pfft..."
The moment Mo Wentian's soul power entered, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Gui Lao's mouth.
"This... this is impossible?"
"How could your soul..."
"How come it reaches 1,200 feet?"
At this moment, Mo Wentian's 1,200-foot-long soul had completely enveloped his soul.
At this moment, Gui Lao also understood that Mo Wentian's soul had reached the terrifying twelve hundred feet.
Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were filled with shock.
His body was trembling even more at this moment.
In the state of the Emperor's consummation, his soul has reached a height of 1,200 feet.
You know, he is a powerful person with perfect Tianzun, and his soul is only eight hundred feet long!
But Mo Wentian, a warrior who was a perfect emperor, had a soul that reached 1,200 feet.
Not to mention that he has never seen this, he has never heard of it even in the past.
"What?"
"A soul that is one thousand two hundred feet tall?"
Hearing what Mr. Gui said, Long You, who was not far away, took several steps back, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He wanted to explore the soul, but the power of his soul was already knocked back before he even got close to Mo Wentian.
"It's really terrible!"
"This is definitely beyond a thousand feet!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Long You's eyes were filled with shock.
"If you don't surrender, then you will die!"
But at this moment, it seemed that Mr. Gui had not yet surrendered.
A cold voice sounded, and the strength of Mo Wentian's soul became a little stronger.
What Mo Wentian wants is not to kill Mr. Gui, but what he wants is for Mr. Gui to surrender.
If Gui Lao wants to be his and be used by him, what he lacks the most in his Sky-Devouring Divine Sword is strength.
"Pfft..."
Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Gui Lao's mouth again.
Mo Wentian's soul was really terrifying. He could no longer bear the terrifying power of the soul.
His pride was completely defeated by the terrifying power of the soul at this moment.
"I… "
"I am willing to surrender!"
Suddenly, Mr. Gui looked at Mo Wentian and spat out a few words from his mouth, as if these words required great strength.
"Plop..."
After saying that, Gui Lao's tall body disappeared in the void.
An old man appeared in front of Mo Wentian. The old man looked at Mo Wentian and knelt on the ground without any hesitation.
"Surrendered?"
"Old Turtle is afraid of his strength and surrenders!"
"It seems that my choice is correct!"
Seeing Mr. Gui kneeling on the ground and surrendering, Long You's eyes flashed with a complex look, and he felt even more grateful.
"It seems you still know the truth!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian looked at Mr. Gui who was kneeling on the ground, and the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth curved up.
"Since you are willing to surrender, then relax your mind!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Mr. Gui and shouted coldly.
"Relax?"
After hearing the words "relax your mind", Gui Lao's expression changed again.
His body was trembling even more.
"how?"
"Don't want to let go?"
Looking at Mr. Gui's stunned look, Mo Wentian said with a cold expression.
"I'm willing to let go!"
"I let go!"
Gui Lao's eyes were full of fear.
The power of Mo Wentian's soul that enveloped his soul was terrifying and boundless.
That terrifying 1,200-foot-long soul seemed to be able to shatter his soul. He was really scared!
He was afraid that Mo Wentian would really shatter his soul. He only had his soul left. If Mo Wentian seriously injured his soul, he would really disappear forever.