"The four elephant beasts..."
Youlong's eyes were filled with shock.
"kill!"
"bump!"
In the void, the four elephant beasts, carrying terrifying power, and the two Nine Nether Demonic Dragons fought by the Nether Dragon.
Colliding together, the terrible aftermath of the battle, crazy shooting!
"Sky Shadow Forbidden Technique..."
"cut!"
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, Mo Wentian's figure mysteriously disappeared again.
When he appeared again, Mo Wentian had already appeared beside Youlong!
"Pfft..."
Youlong's body flew out upside down.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Youlong's face instantly turned pale.
"So fast..."
"What a strong sword spirit!"
…
There were exclamations one after another, and everyone in the martial arts field was shocked.
It was too strong. Mo Wentian in front of him was countless times faster than Youlong!
Even the peak false god is nothing more than this.
"How could he be so strong? It's impossible..."
Youlong's heart roared crazily, and he refined the heart of Jiuyou, in this Jiuyou Palace.
He was already the strongest being, but now...
He failed again!
Defeated at the hands of Mo Wentian.
"I can't lose..."
"I am Youlong, I am the strongest disciple of Jiuyou Palace, and I want to enter the palace!"
"Nine Nether Hearts, awaken me!"
"Boom..."
In the midst of Youlong's crazy roar, there are terrifying Nine Nether Qi in Youlong's body.
Crazy spread, and at the same time, a supreme power.
Gathering on Youlong!
"This is the heart of Jiuyou, the supreme treasure of Jiuyou!"
"The Lord of Tiancheng actually gave this thing to him!"
"This time Mo Wentian is miserable..."
…
There were exclamations one after another, and the entire martial arts arena was boiling again.
"Heart of Nine Nethers!"
Mo Wentian's figure appeared on the ring.
"I see!"
A flash of understanding rose in Mo Wentian's eyes, the heart of Jiuyou was the place of Jiuyou.
A kind of supreme treasure is conceived. Only one of this treasure will appear in ten thousand years.
Once someone gets it, their body can be transformed...
The cultivation has soared!
Youlong's cultivation has been directly upgraded from the peak of the third level pseudo-god to the fifth level.
This is only possible...
Only Jiuyou's heart can do it!
"Boss, his cultivation level..."
"Reached the seventh level of false gods!"
Xiao Jiao's voice came, and the breath of the Youlong opposite him came from the realm of the fifth level false god.
He was once again promoted to the realm of the seventh level false god.
"Seven false gods..."
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, Youlong's body...
The endless energy of the Nine Netherworlds.
It is still spreading out, and the power in him is still increasing.
"it turns out… "
"Using Jiuyou's Heart!"
In the Heavenly Courtyard, the city lord of Heavenly City frowned deeply.
In the Heart of the Nine Netherworld, if the Nether Dragon reaches the peak of the realm of pseudo-gods, there may be a chance...
He won the position of Sword God, but now it seems...
"This kid, if I had known earlier..."
The Lord of Tiancheng had a cold light flash in his eyes.
If he had known that Mo Wentian was so terrifying, he would have killed Mo Wentian long ago. How could he let Mo Wentian...
Wait until now!
"Mo Wentian, I'm going to kill you, kill you..."
"Hahaha… "
Crazy laughter came, and the silhouette of the ghost dragon flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already not far from Mo Wentian.
"Nine Nether Sword Art..."
"Hoho..."
The two sword dragons were shot out again, with demonic energy billowing and the power of Jiuyou.
Amid the crazy vibrations in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes also shrank slightly!
"It seems..."
"Let's get real!"
As he muttered to himself, the Wentian Sword in Mo Wentian's hand began to tremble crazily.
A moment's work.
The aura on Youlong's body directly reached...
The realm of the eighth false god!
"The eighth level false god is too powerful..."
"Senior Brother Mo, surrender quickly!"
"Senior Brother Mo..."
…
In the Xuanyuan, a series of exclamations came, if Taishan hadn't been beside him.
Mo Bai even walked to the ring early and pulled Mo Wentian down directly.
The eighth level false god, this is really too powerful!
"Boss..."
Xiao Jiao's eyes were also extremely solemn.
"war!"
But the next moment, Mo Wentian suddenly raised his head, and in Mo Wentian's eyes...
A fighting spirit rose into the sky.
So what about the eighth level false god? He Mo Wentian...
not afraid!
"Fight, fight, fight..."
The word "war" clanked one by one, and everyone seemed to feel it.
A figure is swimming upstream, and the hot blood in the body can't help it...
It boiled.
"Senior Brother Mo..."
Mo Bai, with his face flushed, that figure...
Standing proudly in the center of the ring.
Facing the eighth-level pseudo-god Youlong, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.
There is only fighting spirit in him, and that fighting spirit can destroy everything!
"So strong fighting spirit..."
In the void, You Xi's eyes had a complicated look!
She originally thought that Mo Wentian would fall into Youlong's hands, but Mo Wentian was terrifying.
It was beyond her imagination, facing the ghost dragon of the eighth level false god, even if she...
I definitely don’t have the courage to fight now!
But in Mo Wentian's eyes, there was no intention of retreating.
"Mo Wentian, I will kill you with my own hands..."
A cold voice came, and the ghost dragon was seen, followed by two demonic dragons, heading directly towards Mo Wentian.
"The Heaven-Eating Sword River..."
"boom!"
As soon as the sword came out, a river of stars descended into this extremely dark place.
In the void, spots of light unexpectedly appeared.
That's the power of the stars...
"Sky Shadow Forbidden Technique..."
"Buzz!"
The void trembled, and Mo Wentian's figure disappeared strangely.
"What's this… "
"kendo?"
Youlong's eyes flashed, and what appeared in front of him was a world of stars.
He has never seen such a strange sword technique.
"Shadow clone!"
"Shuisha..."
But at this moment, nine Mo Wentians suddenly appeared on the stage.
"This is the art of clones!"
On the martial arts field, exclamations came one after another.
"Good boy!"
Jiuchong, his eyes lit up again, Tianyu Perfect fights against the fifth level false god.
This battle was not expected at first, but now, Mo Wentian blocked it.
"The eighth level false god, if he can block it..."
"It's very possible that you can achieve the divine status by yourself!"
A trace of light flashed across Jiu Chong's eyes. The realm of the Sword God requires divine status and luck.
These things are not something that ordinary sword cultivators can do!
Unless you are the supreme genius, the position of Sword God...
"Sky Shadow Forbidden Technique..."
"kill!"
The word "kill" fell, and Mo Wentian's figure appeared again.
In Mo Wentian's hand, the Wentian Sword spread dozens of feet of sword light, and the terrifying sword intention...
Shrouded in the shadow of the dragon!
"Kill with the Nine Nether Sword!"
"Roar… "
The two demonic dragons roared at Mo Wentian. The next moment...
He came directly towards Mo Wentian to encircle and suppress him.
"bump!"
A violent collision occurred, and Mo Wentian's body...
Flying upside down!
"Senior Brother Mo..."
"Senior Brother Mo..."
…
A series of exclamations came from Xuanyuan disciples...
Everyone looked at Mo Wentian with worried faces!
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Mo Wentian's mouth, looking at Youlong opposite.
Mo Wentian slowly got up from the ground and threw an Emperor Pill into his mouth!
The burning feeling in his chest dissipated a lot in an instant.
"The pinnacle of the eighth level false god..."
"It's really strong!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, Youlong's strength had reached the pinnacle of the eighth level pseudo-god.
There is only one step left to reach the realm of the ninth level false god!
The power of this sword has exceeded...
Mo Wentian's current combat power!