"What kind of sword art is this? Qi Zong's blood..."
"Disappearing!"
Youlong's eyes were filled with surprise and suspicion as he saw the blood from Qi Zong's body rolling into Mo Wentian's body.
As the blood disappeared, the aura on Qi Zong's body...
It’s getting lower and lower!
"I'm not willing to give in..."
A low roar came, and in the center of the martial arts arena, Qi Zong was left with only...
A mummy!
"bump… "
The mummy fell to the ground, with a look of reluctance on his brown face!
He really couldn't understand.
Why is Mo Wentian's peak sword emperor's cultivation so terrifying!
"Qi Zong is dead!"
"Wow..."
…
The martial arts arena was completely in a state of excitement.
"Junior Brother Mo..."
In the Xuanyuan, everyone's eyes were filled with excitement.
Qi Zong, who was in the realm of the second false god, was dead. What a monster Mo Wentian was in front of him!
"Mo Wentian..."
Youlong took a deep breath and admitted that he had underestimated Mo Wentian.
Even Qi Zong, who was in the second-level pseudo-god realm, fell into Mo Wentian's hands. Mo Wentian in front of him...
It’s already extremely scary!
"This secret room..."
"Does it belong to my Xuanyuan?"
At this moment, Mo Wentian's deep voice sounded in the void.
"Belongs to Xuanyuan..."
In the martial arts field, there was silence for an instant, and one look after another...
It fell on Youlong.
Will Youlong let Mo Wentian take away this training room
"Senior Brother Youlong..."
The disciples of Tianyuan all looked expectantly at Youlong.
They were expecting Youlong to take action and kill Mo Wentian here!
"This secret training room..."
"give him!"
Youlong's deep voice sounded in the martial arts field.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
"Mo Wentian..."
"Mo Wentian..."
…
In the Xuanyuan, exclamations came one after another, and Mo Bai also woke up from his practice.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Bai's eyes were full of smiles.
"Senior Brother Youlong..."
The disciples of Tianyuan are full of unwillingness. If they let this training room out, it proves...
Tianyuan is scared!
"What kind of sword art does this kid practice?"
In Youlong's eyes, light flashed crazily.
Even he was not sure about Mo Wentian's sword. He didn't dare to block it and fight Mo Wentian!
"This boy is so brave!"
"Xuanyuan wins this time!"
"Maybe this kid can really lead Xuanyuan to stand up..."
…
Discussions came one after another, and the disciples from Huangyuan and Diyuan also looked at Mo Wentian with twinkling faces.
"Mo Wentian, the battle for the Nine Nether List..."
"I will kill you with my own hands!"
In front of the Tianyuan, Youlong looked at Mo Wentian and said with a fierce look on his face.
"Kill me with your own hands..."
There was a sarcastic sneer at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
If Youlong really wanted to kill him, he would do it today.
This person gave up the training room because...
He was afraid!
He was afraid of Mo Wentian.
"I am waiting… "
Three faint words, with a hint of coldness and arrogance.
Youlong, who was in the third level of pseudo-god realm, was no longer Mo Wentian's target.
Mo Wentian's target is the genius of the palace!
Among the twenty-seven geniuses, the worst have reached the realm of triple false gods.
What is the realm of the strongest
The pinnacle of false gods, or...
The realm of the sword god!
"hateful!"
Youlong clenched his fist fiercely, Mo Wentian...
Too arrogant.
That indifferent look made him extremely angry.
"Above the Nine Nether List..."
"I must kill him. When I refine that thing, no one can compete with me for the Nine Netherworld Ranking. When the time comes, I will enter the palace and stand above everyone else!"
In Youlong's eyes, a sense of madness was rising.
"Junior Brother Mo, thank you!"
Mo Bai looked at Mo Wentian and chuckled.
"Senior Brother Mo Bai, you're welcome!"
Mo Wentian smiled faintly, Mo Bai was almost seriously injured in this martial arts arena because of him.
How could he not remember Xuanyuan's kindness
"Xiao Bai, we have already obtained a training room, why not first..."
"Let's go back!"
The Sky Rat landed on Mo Bai's shoulder and said in a deep voice.
"go back!"
Mo Bai paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice.
"All Xuanyuan disciples, follow me back to Xuanyuan!"
"yes!"
One by one, Xuanyuan disciples turned and left.
"etc… "
But at this moment, Mo Wentian's deep voice...
Suddenly it sounded again.
"Junior Brother Mo, what are you..."
Mo Bai turned his head, with some doubts in his eyes.
The training room has been obtained, and the purpose of the Xuanyuan has been achieved. As long as Mo Wentian is allowed to grow up, the Xuanyuan...
Will definitely rise!
"Senior Brother Mo Bai, don't you want to..."
"How many more training rooms do you want?"
Looking at Mo Bai, Mo Wentian suddenly blinked his eyes and said.
"I want more secret training rooms!"
His white eyes shrank slightly, of course he wanted more training rooms.
But among the four courtyards, Xuanyuan's strength is really too weak!
If it hadn't been for Mo Wentian, I'm afraid Xuanyuan would have...
You can’t even get a training room!
"Junior Brother Mo, let's go back. This training room..."
Mo Bai's face was a little bitter, and the eyes of the Xuanyuan disciples were also a little dim.
The training room is the best training resource in Jiuyou Palace. There is no training room...
Xuanyuan's strength will only get lower and lower!
"Senior brother Mo Bai, don't worry, Mo Wentian has his own solution..."
"Get another training room!"
Looking at Mo Bai, Mo Wentian suddenly smiled and said.
"There is a way… "
Mo Bai's eyes lit up, and the eyes of the other Xuanyuan disciples also lit up.
"Junior Brother Mo, what you said..."
"it is true!"
The Sky-eating Rat swallowed, and the number of training rooms in Xuanyuan was decreasing every time.
If there can be more training rooms, then the strength of Xuanyuan...
It won’t be that low!
"Just watch..."
Mo Wentian smiled faintly, and then walked directly towards the center of the martial arts field.
"Mo Wentian came out again..."
"What is he here for?"
"Does Xuanyuan still want a training room..."
…
As Mo Wentian stood up again, the eyes of the other three disciples suddenly became filled with surprise.
The Youlong in front of the Heavenly Courtyard also frowned.
"Mo Wentian, what else do you want to do?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Youlong shouted in a deep voice.
"Mo Wentian challenges the ninety-ninth training room..."
Mo Wentian stood in the center of the martial arts arena, and a low voice sounded in the void.
"Challenge Training Room No. 99!"
"Wow..."
"This kid really wants to split up into a training room!"
"He is studying in Tianyuan. If you don't distinguish between my training room, I will beat up your people..."
…
A series of exclamations came out, and the martial arts arena instantly became noisy.
"Number ninety-nine..."
Youlong's brows frowned deeply.
There are only a hundred training rooms in the entire Jiuyou Palace. Of these one hundred training rooms, Tianyuan occupies 50%!
The remaining 20% fell into the hands of Huangyuan and Diyuan.
And it just so happens that this training room No. 99...
It also belongs to Tianyuan.
"Mo Wentian, what on earth are you..."
"What do you want to do?"
Taking a step forward, Youlong asked with a gloomy expression.
If Mo Wentian continues the challenge, with Mo Wentian's strength just now, it is very likely that Tianyuan will inherit...
The scene at the beginning of Xuanyuan!