"Master Su Qiao..."
"Master Su Qiao..."
…
The expressions of the four demons changed drastically in an instant.
Looking at Mo Wentian standing on the altar, the eyes of the four people suddenly became brighter.
Su Qiao was unexpectedly beaten by Mo Wentian...
killed!
"Soul Refining Technique..."
"I see!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and then he punched out a seal.
The next moment, the demon dragon located next to the four demons and the demon dragon fighting in the void, their bodies...
Trembling at the same time.
"Little Jiao..."
"return!"
With a low drink, the little dragon in the void quickly returned.
"Boss..."
The little dragon's body was covered with scars and broken scales, revealing the flesh and blood inside.
Drops of blood dripped down, which looked shocking!
"You two beasts..."
"Still not surrendering!"
Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded in the valley.
"Humanity… "
"Roar… "
The faces of the two demonic dragons were trembling, as if they were resisting something.
But the next moment, the two-headed demonic dragon's eyes suddenly...
Down with respect!
"Meet the master..."
"Meet the master!"
The two-headed demonic dragon knelt in front of Mo Wentian.
"This is… "
"Soul Refining Technique!"
The eyes of the four demons were filled with shock.
These two demonic dragons were refined by Su Qiao, but now...
But he was directly controlled by Mo Wentian!
"Two-headed late-level five-level demonic dragon!"
Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief.
In Mo Wentian's sea of consciousness, phantoms began to flicker. These phantoms belonged to Su Qiao's memories!
"Heaven-Eating God Technique..."
"Even memories can be swallowed up!"
After sitting cross-legged for a long time, Mo Wentian digested these memories.
These memories are Su Qiao's lifelong practice. This person is worthy of being a proud man of heaven.
In just a thousand years, the Soul Refining Technique will be ready...
Cultivation has reached its peak!
Just a little bit away from reaching perfection.
"The soul-refining art, the part of cultivating the divine soul, is almost the same as the blood-soul art. Compared with the blood-soul art, the dual cultivation of soul and blood, compared with the soul-refining art..."
"Much more powerful!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with light.
The Soul Refining Art, the part of cultivating the divine soul, comes from the Blood Soul Art, but it is different from the Blood Soul Art.
This soul refining technique also has a method for refining a puppet!
"According to Su Qiao's memory, these two-headed demonic dragons come from outside the territory, but in this valley..."
"He has already refined seven puppets!"
"Besides, this puppet is almost successful..."
Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the side, which was a burly body lying on the altar.
The nine blood pools around, countless blood energy...
Spreading into his body.
"This body..."
"Somewhat familiar?"
Mo Wentian raised his eyebrows. The corpse, shrouded in black robes, exuded a very mysterious aura.
Mo Wentian didn't feel it...
Any life exists!
"A corpse from ten thousand years ago..."
"I want to see who it is?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he opened his black robe. The next moment...
A withered face appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
That face was wrapped in traces of blood, as if...
It is growing, and from a distance, it looks extremely strange.
"Buzzing..."
In front of Mo Wentian, a sword appeared. This sword...
It's the God of War Sword!
"Could it be..."
"Go to Yunzhou!"
Mo Wentian's body trembled. At this moment, Mo Wentian finally knew why he felt familiar.
Because this body...
It's Shangyunzhou!
"Shang Yunzhou disappeared mysteriously, how could he..."
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Who killed Shang Yunzhou
And he also sent his corpse here to be refined into a puppet!
"Buzzing..."
Under the altar, countless lines lit up, and along with these lines, streams of blood gathered crazily towards the corpse.
next moment…
A fierce aura spread from this corpse.
"This puppet..."
"The refining was successful!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath and saw that the mummy on the altar quickly began to plump up.
For a moment, he was no different from a normal person!
"Sure enough, it's him..."
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and on the altar...
The one lying down is none other than Shangyunzhou!
"Buzzing..."
The God of War sword trembled. He seemed to recognize Shang Yunzhou's aura, but...
I feel the difference!
"Roar… "
A low growl came, and those eyes...
Suddenly opened!
What a pair of eyes that is.
His eyes were extremely scarlet, and the fierceness in his eyes made Mo Wentian turn pale.
The next moment, a terrifying palm print landed on Mo Wentian's chest!
"not good!"
"bump!"
Mo Wentian's body flew backwards.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with shock.
Following this palm, Mo Wentian felt an extremely terrifying force entering his body.
Mo Wentian's true form of the Purple Emperor was directly destroyed!
Mo Wentian's body was severely injured!
"So strong..."
Mo Wentian took a breath of cold air. This palm was comparable to the power of Sword Emperor Perfection.
If Mo Wentian hadn't been physically strong, this palm...
Enough to blast him to pieces!
"Hoho..."
That corpse seemed to have turned into a ferocious beast!
Stand up from the altar.
Roaring!
"Shang Yunzhou..."
Mo Wentian stood up, his eyes filled with confusion.
His brother thousands of years ago, but now, he has become a puppet, looking at Shang Yunzhou's crazy appearance.
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Owner… "
"Boss!"
Two demonic dragons and small dragons also appeared next to Mo Wentian.
"Wentian Sword Emperor, he has been made into a puppet, you quickly control him, otherwise all of us..."
"They're all going to die!"
At this moment, a demon looked at Mo Wentian and shouted loudly.
"Puppet..."
"control!"
Mo Wentian's body trembled slightly, this was his Mo Wentian's brother...
How could he, control him!
"Hoho..."
"Bump!"
Several collision sounds were heard, and Shang Yunzhou's figure flashed and appeared in front of the four demons.
The next moment, with a palm, four people were shot away.
"ah… "
Screams came one after another, and this person was severely injured in an instant!
"Boss..."
Xiao Jiao's eyes were filled with astonishment. The Sword Emperor in the realm of perfection was really too powerful.
Now even if the Nine Levels Sword Emperor is in front of him...
It's absolutely impossible to block a few palms!
"Shang Yunzhou..."
"excuse me!"
Mo Wentian gritted his teeth and struck out one seal after another.
Shang Yunzhou was turned into a puppet!
Then he can't let it go, he will Qingdao...
Behead it yourself!
"Hoho..."
Following Mo Wentian's seal, he went to Yunzhou and knelt on the ground with a face full of pain.
Those eyes stared at Mo Wentian, extremely scarlet...
"Buzzing..."
But at this moment, the War God Sword suddenly appeared next to Shangyunzhou.
The God of War Sword rotates around Shangyunzhou.