"impossible?"
A chuckle spread from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
Now Mo Wentian's combat power is comparable to the peak of the ninth level pseudo-god, unless he encounters the Sword God...
Otherwise, Mo Wentian is not afraid of anyone!
"Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, take my sword!"
"Sword destroys!"
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, Mo Wentian suddenly took action, and the terrifying sword intent vibrated crazily in the void, and the cold sword light...
Arriving in an instant!
"This sword..."
The Lord of the Nine Nethers narrowed his eyes slightly, and then pointed out, and the power of sword destruction in the void quickly dissipated.
Although the power of sword destruction has dissipated!
But the eyes of the Lord of Nine Nethers were filled with shock.
"This sword intent..."
The Lord of Nine Netherworld's face flashed crazily.
"Boy..."
"I promise you!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the Lord of the Nine Netherworld, the light suddenly surged in his eyes.
"accepted!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly.
"Hahaha… "
The two looked at each other, and then suddenly burst into laughter.
Three days later!
"This aura..."
“So rich!”
In the light pillar, Mo Wentian was frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the little dragon was also rapidly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
"Boss, I have reached the fifth level of false godhood!"
Xiao Jiao's joyful voice came. Mo Wentian turned his head and saw that the aura on Xiao Jiao's body had reached...
The realm of the fifth-level false gods!
"Five false gods..."
Mo Wentian also had a slight smile in his eyes.
This beam of light, together with the ancestral lineage, together with the Sword God Continent...
The spiritual energy here is countless times richer than the sword pool in the sacred mountain!
After three days of training, Mo Wentian's body reached the fifth level of pseudo-god status.
Mo Wentian's cultivation has also entered the realm of the second level false god.
As for Xiaojiao, he has even reached the fifth level of false gods!
"This kid's talent..."
"very scary!"
Not far away, the Lord of Nine Netherworlds had a look of shock in his eyes. He was a strong sword god, but even he...
I don’t dare to absorb the spiritual energy from my ancestral veins so wantonly!
"This monster..."
"He's also very evil!"
The Lord of Nine Netherworld twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.
In three days, Xiaojiao's cultivation level improved by several levels!
This is simply unheard of!
"Wait another seven days, and we will return to the Sword God Continent..."
With a flash of light in his eyes, Mo Wentian once again fell into cultivation. Seven days later, Mo Wentian and Xiaojiao...
Wake up from practice.
"The pinnacle of the two false gods..."
Opening his eyes, Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely bright.
The aura of the little dragon next to him has reached the realm of the seventh-level false god.
"If I could practice here for hundreds of years..."
"My cultivation level can even directly enter the realm of the Sword God!"
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian's eyes were a little fanatical.
After obtaining the Heaven-Devouring Sword Art, Mo Wentian needed countless energy every time he made a breakthrough.
Every moment, Mo Wentian felt that his cultivation speed was so fast!
"Boy, it's time!"
At this moment, a deep voice came.
The next moment, the Lord of Nine Netherworld appeared next to Mo Wentian.
"I have met the Lord of Nine Netherworlds!"
Mo Wen, the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds of Heaven, slightly cupped his hands.
"Boy, if you don't mind, just call me Brother Jiuyou. With your talent and luck..."
"Entering the realm of the Sword God is just a matter of time!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the Lord of Jiuyou said with a smile.
"The Realm of the Sword God..."
Mo Wentian smiled slightly. The Lord of Nine Netherworld was right. It would not be difficult for him, Mo Wentian, to enter the realm of the Sword God!
Even if he doesn't have a divine position, Mo Wentian is sure that within a thousand years...
Enter the realm of the Sword God!
"There are a total of two passages between the Sword God Continent and the Nine Netherlands, one of which is here..."
"And the other one is in the Nine Netherworlds!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the Lord of Nine Netherworld, his eyes flickered slightly.
"Two!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed. The place where Mo Wentian came in last time was another passage.
But that passage can only enter...
Can't come out!
If you want to get out, you must rely on...
This passage in front of you!
"Mo Wentian, remember..."
"Remember not to break into the ancestral lineage, you know?"
As if remembering something, the Lord of Nine Nethers looked at Mo Wentian and said solemnly.
"Don't enter the ancestral line!"
Mo Wentian's expression paused for a moment, then he said in a deep voice.
"Brother Jiuyou, in this ancestral lineage..."
"Are there any other secrets?"
"secret?"
The Lord of Nine Netherworld shook his head slightly, and then said in a deep voice.
"There are no secrets in this ancestral lineage..."
"But once you meet the spirit of the ancestral line, it will be me!"
"I can't save you!"
"You can't save me..."
Mo Wentian's eyes instantly became serious.
The Lord of Nine Netherworlds is an extremely terrifying existence among the sword gods.
An existence that even the Lord of Nine Nethers is afraid of, this is definitely...
An extremely terrifying existence!
"Brother Jiuyou, don't worry..."
"Mo Wentian will definitely be careful!"
Looking at the Lord of Nine Nethers, Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.
"Uh-huh!"
The Lord of Nine Nethers nodded slightly, and then a light flashed in his hand, and a dark sword...
Appeared in the hands of the Lord of Nine Netherworlds.
"Nine Nether Sword Art..."
"break!"
"Boom..."
An extremely terrifying sword light rose into the sky along with the beam of light. The next moment, Mo Wentian only felt...
A vast and boundless spiritual energy surged forward.
"Roar… "
At the same time, a dragon roar suddenly sounded.
This dragon roar seems to come from endless chaos...
Mo Wentian's mind began to tremble violently.
"Heaven-Eating God Technique..."
"Buzzing..."
Mo Wentian quickly activated the Heaven-Eating Divine Technique.
The four star cores were rotating, and Mo Wentian's mind slowly stabilized.
"Boss..."
Just when Mo Wentian came back to his senses, Xiaojiao's voice...
came suddenly.
I saw the little dragon looking at the endless beam of light, his eyes filled with surprise.
"Xiaojiao, are you okay?"
Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly.
"Boss, this dragon roar..."
"So familiar!"
The little dragon was mumbling to himself.
There was a hint of trance in his eyes, and even the aura on his body...
Everything started to fluctuate.
"familiar… "
Mo Wentian paused for a moment, and then he seemed to have discovered something. Mo Wentian's expression suddenly changed.
"Little Jiao, wake up quickly!"
"Boss..."
The light in Xiaojiao's eyes returned instantly.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao's eyes were full of gratitude...
Just now, he almost got lost!
"This is the song of the ancestral dragon, Mo Wentian, remember..."
"Don't provoke the spirit of the ancestral dragon!"
With extremely delicate eyes, the Lord of Jiuyou waved his hand, and two sword lights held Mo Wentian and the two of them, disappearing directly on Jiuyou Mountain.
"Rumble..."
The surrounding light beams began to tremble violently.
On Jiuyou Mountain.
A series of eyes suddenly opened.
Those eyes.
Full of fanaticism!
"The man of destiny..."
"The secret realm of Taixu..."
…
Countless divine thoughts are roaming freely in the void.