"Pavilion Master Mo, with your talent... "
"Even without the help of a god, maybe you can reach the realm of the Sword God!"
At this moment, Jiuchong Sword God suddenly said with twinkling eyes.
"Without the help of a god!"
"You can also enter the realm of the Sword God!"
A light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and a terrifying light flashed across the eyes of the Prince Ape next to him. Mo Wentian's talent was definitely the best they had ever encountered...
The most terrifying talent!
"The powerful man in heaven is nothing more than a legend. After the Five Emperors, besides the Heaven-Eating Sword God, who else can break through the realm and leave?"
"The Sword God Continent has so many geniuses!"
"So many geniuses cannot enter the Heavenly Realm, I don't want to ask the sky..."
"How can you be so virtuous!"
Mo Wentian smiled faintly. Now, he did not want the realm of the Sword God, but wanted to find the next step of the Heaven-Eating God Art. He told Mo Wentian directly...
The next part of the Heaven-Eating God Technique is extremely important!
"Pavilion Master Mo..."
"that's humble!"
The ape prince smiled slightly.
"Everyone, this place is far from the city of God..."
"How far is it?"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice as he looked at the three Jiuchong Sword Gods.
"How far!"
The eyes of the three people flashed, and then Jiuchong Sword God took a step forward!
Looking at Mo Wentian, he said in a deep voice: "This place is far from the Divine City..."
"There are still almost three days to go!"
"Three days!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with light.
"The River of Ruins, the Divine City is already the center..."
"But why..."
"Only the breath of the eight gods!"
Mo Wentian's mind was spinning slightly. Mo Wentian was a destined person. As soon as he entered the river of ruins, Mo Wentian sensed the positions of the nine divine thrones!
In that ancient divine city.
There are eight divine thrones, besides...
There is also a throne!
Outside the city of God.
"Pavilion Master Mo, there are not only divine thrones in this divine city. Deep in the divine city, there are rumors that there are countless treasures of skills. These treasures..."
"It's all left over from ancient times..."
"Those are all treasures!"
At this moment, Jiuchong Sword God spoke again.
Speaking of the secret treasures of the skills, Jiuchong Sword God's eyes flashed with a fiery color. These secret treasures were all left by the powerful sword gods in ancient times...
The value of these things can be imagined!
"Kung Fu..."
"Secret treasure!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with light.
"Could it be the next part of the Heaven-Eating God Technique..."
"In this divine city!"
In Mo Wentian's heart, he secretly thought that the Taixu Secret Realm was so vast that even a strong sword god wouldn't dare to break into it. Mo Wentian wanted to find the next part of the Heaven-Eating God Technique here.
It is undoubtedly more difficult than climbing to the sky!
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, a mysterious aura spread around Mo Wentian, and the oppressive feeling on Mo Wentian became several times stronger again!
"The spatial oppression here..."
"Stronger!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, he hadn't entered the divine city yet...
But Mo Wentian seemed to have felt it!
The vast pressure in the divine city.
"Pavilion Master Mo, we are now..."
The Prince of the Ape's eyes flickered slightly. It was obvious that even the Prince of the Ape couldn't hold on to the secret treasures of martial arts in the divine city!
"let's go… "
Mo Wentian's deep voice sounded in the void.
"Walk!"
The three princes and princes of the ape suddenly felt happy in their eyes.
"Pavilion Master Mo please!"
"please!"
…
The group of people continued to move forward, but the speed of advance dropped several times. The first few people could still fly forward, but when they got to the back...
But he could only walk closer to the divine city!
"What a strong pressure..."
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with shock. The void oppression of this river of ruins actually came from this vast divine city. The closer he got to the divine city...
The power pressing down on Mo Wentian became even more terrifying!
"Pavilion Master Mo, let's take a rest first!"
The Jiu Chong Sword God was embarrassed. The face of the Jiu Chong Sword God was even slightly pale. It was obvious that this terrible pressure had caused even the Jiu Chong Sword God...
I can’t bear it anymore!
"take a break… "
Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then nodded.
A group of people sat down cross-legged.
"Buzzing..."
A trace of ancient spiritual energy entered Mo Wentian's body. The Star of Creation in Mo Wentian's body slowly began to rotate. Mo Wentian's cultivation level was also slowly improving!
"My physique is comparable to the eighth level false god..."
"Under this divine city, my fighting power is strong!"
"On the contrary, it is the most suppressed!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light. The stronger the body, the stronger the endurance. The Jiu Chong Sword God was the first to be unable to support it. This is because the Jiu Chong Sword God's body...
Compared to Mo Wentian and others, it is worse!
Three days later.
"Physique has finally reached the peak of false gods!"
Opening his eyes, a bright light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes. Although this terrible pressure was extremely terrifying, under this pressure...
Mo Wentian felt that his body was growing rapidly!
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, the Jiuchong Sword God also woke up from his training. The pale face of the Jiuchong Sword God had recovered a bit, but the aura of the Jiuchong Sword God...
But it's still fluctuating.
"Mo Wentian..."
Seeing Mo Wentian, the Jiuchong Sword God, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes. Mo Wentian in front of him was still the same as before. Even the Ape Crown Prince and the Demon Fox couldn't bear it.
But Mo Wentian in front of him seemed like nothing...
Nothing special!
"My body..."
"We haven't reached our limit yet!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, the physique of the peak pseudo-god was enough for Mo Wentian to withstand any attack from the powerful pseudo-god, even the attack from the powerful sword god.
Mo Wentian has nothing to fear!
"Pavilion Master Mo, we are now..."
"etc!"
Just when Prince Ape's voice sounded, Mo Wentian seemed to have discovered something. Mo Wentian's eyes contracted violently, and the next moment...
Mo Wentian's eyes shot straight into the distance!
"Pavilion Master Mo..."
The faces of the three Jiuchong Sword Gods were full of surprise.
"Divine position..."
"Appeared!"
Mo Wentian's deep voice sounded.
"What?"
"God's position?"
The expressions of the three princes and princes changed instantly. They looked at Mo Wentian's expression...
The eyes are solemn and solemn!
"Pavilion Master Mo..."
The eyes of the two of them flashed crazily.
"Divine position..."
"get out!"
"Boom..."
At this moment, Mo Wentian suddenly jumped up, like a cannonball, and rushed out. The next moment, he hit a forbidden area.
"bump!"
Mo Wentian's body flew out upside down.
"Buzzing..."
Layers of restrictions began to spread. Under the terrifying restrictions, layers of waves rippled. The next moment, an altar...
Slowly spiraling up!
"The God's throne, it's really the God's throne!"
"The god has appeared!"
"I want this throne..."
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