Chapter 1501: Source to hand

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Chapter 1501
"God Eater!"
With a cold drink, Mo Wentian directly started to eat Tianshenjue.
With the operation of the God of Devouring Gods, in the hall, countless auras, surging wildly towards Mowentian.
Mo Wentian also threw that Guhundan directly into his mouth.
Guhundan was quickly refined under the action of Devouring Heaven's God, and all the forces of solidifying the soul shrouded Mowentian's spirit.
Don't worry about the injury above the spirit, and quickly recover.
"Woohoo ..."
Breathing out of his mouth, Mo Wentian stood up.
"Old things in the devil world, the origin of time roulette, are not something you ants can see!"
"All die for me!"
At this moment, a cold and boundless voice sounded, and saw a peerless excalibur in the hands of Ji Wujing.
On this Divine Sword, there are mysterious and immortal patterns of gods. These patterns of gods look far away and are boundless.
At the same time, Ji Wujing's breath quickly rose.
A sword shot directly, Ji Wujing was beheaded towards those phantoms in the void.
"Boy, you want to hit us!"
"It's overwhelming!"
Watching Ji Wujing's shot, the phantoms in the void laughed.
The next moment, those phantoms turned into a mass of demon magic, terrible boundless magic, swept towards Ji Wujing.
"Master, be careful!"
Seeing this, in the hands of Ji Ming, a tripod appeared.
Holding Shen Ding, Ji Ming's figure flickered, blocking directly in front of Ji Wujing.
"Buzz ..."
Although those magical qi were blocked by Ji Ming in his hands, some magic qi invaded into Ji Ming's body.
"puff……"
A bite of blood squirted out of Ji Ming's mouth.
"Boss, this ..."
"The old miscellaneous pieces of the Demon Realm are much stronger than the original ancestors of the Demon Realm. They are the only souls left, but their strength is too terrible!"
At this moment, watching Ji Ming fly out and asked the little sister-in-law in the pavilion, he couldn't help breathing down.
Originally, when Mo Wentian let him enter Wentiange, he was a little unwilling.
But looking at Ji Ming at the moment, Xiaoxi's heart even thanked Mo Wentian.
"This strength is really terrible!"
"I am afraid that these strong men have already surpassed the emperor's realm and reached the terrible heavenly respect!"
Wen Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.
Although Mo Wentian doesn't know what kind of realm Ji Ming's cultivation is, but Mo Wentian has a premonition that Ji Ming's cultivation is at least the Emperor's success!
"Jiming!"
"You step back!"
Watching Ji Ming's injury, Ji Wujing's expression suddenly froze coldly, and said coldly towards Ji Ming behind him.
"Master, I want to take the root of this time roulette with you!"
Ji Ming looked at Ji Wujing with a firm look, and his voice was full of nagging.
"Back down, this is the order!"
Ji Wujing's voice was extremely cold.
Listen, people can't help shrinking.
"Little Lord……"
Hearing that, Ji Ming looked at Ji Wujing, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
"Rest assured, this master can take away the root of this time roulette!"
Suddenly, it seemed to be remembering something, Ji Wujing turned his head and said indifferently to Ji Ming.
Then, Ji Wujing shot again, and beheaded towards the figure again formed by the magical energy in the void.
"Boy, you won't be our opponent!"
"I think you're still swallowed by us!"
"This boy's cultivation is very good. If we swallowed it, we might leave this place!"
"The smell of this boy's body is so familiar, it seems that he is not a Protoss!"
"Regardless of who he is, as long as we swallow him, we can improve our cultivation, that's enough!"
...
Looking at Ji Wujing's sword again towards them, the countless phantoms of the Demon Realm had a cold look on their faces.
"Old miscellaneous people, if you enter this young master and don't kill you, this young master is not Ji Wujing!"
"Ji Family swordsmanship, soul killing!"
Listening to the comments, Ji Wujing's eyes suddenly seemed to be soaring.
At the same time, the breath of Ji Wujing also grew rapidly.
The next moment, without any hesitation, a sword shot directly and beheaded towards the phantoms of those demon powers in the void.
With Ji Wujing's shot, the force of soul-slaying spread quickly.
"not good!"
"This is the soul killing tactic of the Ji family, this is the soul killing tactic dedicated to us!"
"Run away, leave here!"
"The origin of the time roulette, we have kept it for 100,000 years, and it is enough!"
"Get out of here, we've been here for 100,000 years, and we can't fall completely on this!"
...
Feeling that power, the countless phantoms of the Demon Realm changed their looks.
Immediately, they fled frantically in all directions.
"Master Ji, don't let these demons out, these demons out will bring endless trouble!"
And watching the phantoms of those Demon Powers fleeing madly, Mo Wentian flashed coldly, and said quickly.
"Ask the Emperor, leave it to me!"
"Get the root of that time roulette!"
Ji Wujing's voice sounded.
The next moment, the figure flickered, chasing directly towards the countless phantoms of the Demon Strong.
Mo Wentian walked directly towards the center of the hall.
I saw in the center of the hall, a brocade box flashing with mysterious patterns. In this brocade box, eternal breath spread out.
"Buzz ..."
As soon as Mo Wentian was close to the brocade box, Mo Wentian's body, that time roulette, even shook.
"Ask the Emperor, the origin of this time roulette is in this box!"
"Quickly take it down and merge it into your time roulette. This will greatly help your time roulette!"
At this moment, Ji Ming stepped forward and said quickly.
"Thank you, Ji Ming!"
Mo Wentian looked at Ji Ming with a sincere look on his face.
The Ji Ming in front of him, although sometimes unpleasant, had to say that he was extremely loyal to Ji Wujing.
For this loyal person, Mo asks the world for a subconscious look.
"Boss, there seems to be a ban on this brocade box!"
Suddenly, Xiao Yan seems to have found something, a flash of light in his eyes, a deep voice.
"This prohibition, simple cannot be simpler!"
Mo Wentian gave a slight grin, and his expression was indifferent.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's hand touched the brocade box, and the flashing light on the brocade box suddenly dimmed.