"Boss..."
As Mo Bai left, the little dragon climbed out of Mo Wentian's arms.
"Nine Nether List..."
Looking at Mo Bai's disappearing back, Mo Wentian's eyes...
A bright light rose.
Even if there is no Xuanyuan this time, he, Mo Wentian, will still win the Nine Nether Ranking.
If this is the case, then he, Mo Wentian, will stay in the Xuanyuan and turn the Jiuyou Palace upside down.
In front of the palace, Mo Wentian opened the door and walked in directly.
"Buzzing..."
Silks of the Nine Netherworld's energy gathered from the surroundings, and a spirit gathering array was indeed set up in this palace.
But the level of this spirit gathering array is really bad!
"Boss, this spirit gathering formation is worse than the True Legend Peak of the Human Emperor Sword Sect!"
There was a hint of contempt in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Worse than the True Legend Peak of the Human Emperor Sword Sect?"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then sat down cross-legged. The cultivation here is indeed not as good as the True Legend Peak of the Human Emperor Sword Sect, but the Nine Nether Qi of this Nine Netherland.
For Mo Wentian, it was a good thing.
"My body has been cultivated to the perfection of the Purple Emperor's true body. If I make further progress..."
“I don’t know how it will change!”
A flash of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, the Purple Emperor's true form came from the powerful Ancient Emperor.
Mo Wentian has also seen how terrifying this true form is.
The Perfect Purple Emperor’s true body is comparable to the Perfect Demon Emperor’s body!
Even if it is the best imperial sword, Mo Wentian can do it...
Blast it to pieces with one punch!
If there is another breakthrough, wouldn't it be...
Even pseudo-artifacts can be destroyed!
By then, in this Sword God Continent, who else can hurt Mo Wentian's body
"In the Sword God Continent, my Purple Emperor's true body wants to break through. Without hundreds of years of practice, it is impossible to transform. But in this land of Nine Netherworlds, the energy of Nine Netherworlds can help!"
"My true body will transform faster!"
The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed, if his body broke through again.
Even if he meets the false god at his peak, Mo Wentian will still be sure to kill him with his sword!
When the time comes, he will be invincible and in the realm of false gods.
"Buzzing..."
A trace of the Nine Netherworld's energy entered Mo Wentian's body. Next to him, a small dragon was lying on the ground, protecting Mo Wentian. These Nine Netherworld's energy was not only useful to Mo Wentian.
It is also very useful for small dragons.
One person and one demon fell into cultivation.
Mo Wentian fell into cultivation, but Jiuyou Palace became lively. Mo Wentian offended Youlong on the first day he came to Jiuyou Palace, and the news spread.
The entire Jiuyou Palace became noisy.
Who is Youlong? He is the one in the Nine Nether Palace who has the best chance to win the top spot on the Nine Nether List this time.
After offending Youlong, Mo Wentian's fate...
One can imagine!
Outside discussion, but Mo Wentian...
But he has already fallen into practice.
Nine days passed by in a flash.
Xuanyuan, in an ancient palace.
"Senior Brother Mo Bai, Tianyuan, you are going too far!"
A Xuanyuan disciple said angrily.
The other Xuanyuan disciples also stood in the main hall with angry faces.
"It's too much to bully others..."
Mo Bai took a deep breath, Youlong was right, Jiutian had just arrived at his Xuanyuan's training room.
It has been taken away by Tianyuan, and now Xuanyuan...
There is no more training room!
"Junior Brother Mo Wentian has nine-star potential. In our profound courtyard, Junior Brother Mo Wentian is the hope. No matter what, we must seize the training room..."
"Help Junior Brother Mo Wentian compete for the Nine Nether Ranks!"
Looking at a group of Xuanyuan disciples, Mo Bai said firmly with a face full of determination.
"Junior Brother Mo Wentian..."
Following Mo Bai's words, a look of awe filled the eyes of the people in the hall.
Mo Wentian offended Youlong, causing Xuanyuan to lose its training room.
Not only did this not make Xuanyuan complain, but it made the people in Xuanyuan worship Mo Wentian even more.
In this Nine Nether Palace, Xuanyuan has been suppressed by Tianyuan for thousands of years.
For thousands of years, it’s not that Xuanyuan didn’t dare to resist, it’s that no one...
Dare to stand up!
And the appearance of Mo Wentian just made them...
It’s like I’ve found hope!
"Senior Brother Mo Bai, what should we do now?"
A Xuanyuan disciple stood up and asked in a deep voice.
"what to do?"
Mo Bai, with a flash of light in his eyes, immediately stood up from his seat.
"Go to the training room..."
"yes!"
One after another, figures followed Mo Bai and disappeared into the profound courtyard.
On the top of Xuanyuan, Mo Wentian was still practicing.
"Buzzing..."
A trace of Jiuyou Qi entered Mo Wentian's body, and Mo Wentian's true form of the Purple Emperor reached the state of perfection.
Under the tempering of this Nine Nether Qi, transformation is taking place!
Once the transformation is successful, then Mo Wentian's strength...
It is very likely that earth-shaking changes will happen!
"brush… "
I don't know how much time passed, but after refining the last trace of Jiuyou Qi, Mo Wentian slowly opened his eyes.
Two rays of light passed through his eyes, and Mo Wentian clenched his fist.
A powerful force came from within the body.
"Nine Nether Qi is much more effective than spiritual energy..."
A slight smile appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes, reflecting on his cultivation during this period.
It’s comparable to the results he gained from practicing in the Sword God Continent for several years!
"Boss..."
The little dragon also slowly opened his eyes.
"past… "
"how long it has been?"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"Boss..."
"It's been nine days!"
The little dragon shuddered, and then fell to the ground again.
"Nine days!"
Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and Mo Wentian's expression changed instantly.
Jiutian, isn't that the battle for the training room has come!
"Come with me..."
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and he disappeared into the palace with the little dragon.
In the mysterious courtyard.
Mo Wentian's figure appeared.
"no one… "
Mo Wentian raised his eyebrows slightly. There was no one in the entire Xuanyuan, and the Xuanyuan was empty.
It was extremely quiet, with only Mo Wentian and Xiaojiao...
Walk on the mountain!
"Boss, these people..."
"Aren't they all going to the training room?"
Xiaojiao's eyes rolled slightly, and he said with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Let's go to the training room!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and he disappeared into the mysterious courtyard with the little dragon.
Jiuyou Palace.
"Do you know that everyone from Xuanyuan actually went to the training room? Tianyuan was really cruel this time. Even Mo Bai from Xuanyuan was seriously injured!"
"Really or not, Mo Bai is already the strongest person in Xuanyuan!"
"I saw it with my own eyes. Youlong said that as long as everyone in Xuanyuan kneels down and begs for mercy, they are willing to reward Xuanyuan with a training room!"
…
As soon as they walked out of the Xuanyuan, a series of discussions suddenly came.
"Mo Bai is seriously injured..."
"Give me a training room!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and Xiao Jiao's eyes...
There was also a fierce light in an instant.
"Tianyuan..."
After spitting out two words, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared from the spot.
Although Mo Wentian had no feelings for Xuanyuan, he would not let the people of Xuanyuan get hurt for him.
If Tianyuan dares to attack Xuanyuan, then Mo Wentian will let Xuanyuan know...
What does it mean to regret!