Chapter 2561: Phantom thing

Chapter 2561 the phantom thing
"Huantian, don't worry, let's listen to Senior Shenzhu first!"
Looking at the anxious look of Huan Tian, ​​this is hard to see in Huan Tian, ​​who has always been steady.
Mo Wentian stretched out his hand, patted Huantian lightly, and said coldly.
"Boss..."
After listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Senior God Orb, this phantom is not an ordinary person, what is the identity of that phantom?"
"Why is she related to the Phantasy Grass?"
"The level of the phantom grass is not very high, why is she related to the phantom grass?"
Suddenly, it seemed that he was thinking of something, Mo Wentian looked at the old man from the orb, and said all the questions in his mind.
"Boy, if I say that this phantom, like me and the old man from ancient books, is a person a million years ago, do you believe it?"
After hesitating for a while, the old man of God Orb looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed with a complex light, and said in a cold voice.
"The Phantom, like you and the predecessors in ancient books, are people a million years ago?"
"Senior God Orb, this phantom is actually a monster from a million years ago?"
It's okay not to say the words of the old man of God Orb. When the old man of God Orb said this, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of impressive.
If it hadn't been for this word from the old man of the God Orb, Mo Wentian would really not believe that this phantom would have died a million-year-old monster.
You know, the spirit of the phantom at this moment is not strong.
The cultivation base of the phantom is nothing more than the realm of the emperor of heaven.
Mo Wentian could not have imagined that this phantom would be a monster from a million years ago.
"Boy, this phantom is a phantom beast millions of years ago!"
"Her identity is not simple!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, there was a glimmer of light flashing in the eyes of the old man Shenzhu, with a serious expression on his face.
"Shenzhu old man, when you said so, I remembered that in the battle one million years ago, the Eudemons clan also showed a lot of effort!"
"The Eudemons clan disappeared because of the battle a million years ago!"
But at this moment, the old man from the ancient book stepped forward, a touch of memory appeared in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"Senior Divine Orb, Senior Ancient Books, since the phantom is a phantom beast millions of years ago, why is she related to this little divine grass phantom grass?"
"If she were a monster beast a million years ago, she would definitely be strong, but her aura is not strong now, and she hasn't even reached the realm of heavenly sacredness!"
Mo Wentian looked at the old man with the beads and the old man with ancient books, his eyes flashed with a complex light, and said with a cold voice.
Mo Wentian's heart was puzzled at this moment.
If the phantom was a monster of a million years ago, and it had participated in the battle a million years ago, it would be absolutely strong, at least not in the realm of the emperor of heaven.
If the phantom was a monster beast millions of years ago, she would not have a connection with this phantom grass.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's brows frowned.
"Boy, when you saw me and the old man, what were we like?"
The old man of the beads did not immediately answer Mo Wentian, but looked at Mo Wentian and let out a long sigh, without answering the question.
"When I saw you and Senior Shenzhu?"
"You are all phantoms, none of you have yet condensed your true body!"
Mo Wentian almost blurted out subconsciously when he looked at the old man of the beads.
When Mo Wentian saw the old man from the orb and the old man from ancient books, what he saw was not their real bodies, but their phantoms. Mo Wentian still remembered this clearly.
"Boy, this phantom is just like us. It was seriously injured in the battle millions of years ago, leaving only a little soul!"
"It's just that this phantom is more fortunate than us. She not only left the soul, she also has the body, but she lost her memory!"
"She doesn't know what her identity is? She may have been seriously injured in the battle millions of years ago. In order to avoid the enemy's pursuit, she hid in this phantom grass!"
The old man of God Pearl looked at Mo Wentian with a serious expression.
"This... this phantom is really a monster from a million years ago?"
"She also experienced the battle millions of years ago?"
He muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of awe.
"Boy, the identity of this phantom is like that!"
"As for why she is in contact with Illusion Grass, naturally she was hurt, and Illusion Grass took the opportunity to contact her, and Illusion Grass also saved her life!"
Looking at Mo Wentian's impressive face, the eyes of the old man with the beads flashed with a deep voice and said.
"Senior God Orb, is there any way to eliminate the connection between the phantom and the phantom grass?"
Suddenly, it seemed that something had been thought of, Mo Wentian looked at the old man of God Orb with a serious face.
"Boy, it is not difficult to eliminate the relationship between the phantom and the phantom grass. Let me handle it!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, there was a touch of confidence in the eyes of the old man with the beads.
Although the cultivation base of the elder of the orb was only restored to the middle stage of the heavenly sage, the elder of the orb was best at all kinds of secret secret techniques a million years ago.
It is really not difficult for the old man of God Orb to dissolve the relationship between the phantom and the phantom grass.
At this moment, the eyes of the old man of the pearl have even more confidence.
"Senior Shenzhu, thank you!"
Looking at the old man of the beads, Mo Wentian gave a slight bow and said sincerely.
"Boy, there is no need to be so polite between you and me."
"I promise to help you dissolve the relationship between the phantom and the phantom grass. You must also improve your cultivation base. Your cultivation base must be promoted to the late Emperor of Heaven within ten days at least!"
The old man of God Orb looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed with complicated eyes, and said in a cold voice.
If it hadn't been for that person could not wait, the old man of God Orb didn't want to urge Mo Wentian to upgrade his cultivation.
In fact, the old man of the Shenzhu was also very clear in his heart that he did not urge Mo Wentian to make his cultivation base, and Mo Wentian also wanted to raise his cultivation base.
After all, he is now the realm master of the gods and heavens, but his cultivation level is actually only in the early stage of the emperor, and he is the worst existence in the gods and heavens. This seems to be unjustifiable.
"Okay, Senior Shenzhu!"
"It's just that it is not easy to improve my cultivation base. I will try my best to improve the later stage of Daotian Emperor!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian did not agree with confidence.
Mo Wentian knew very well in his heart that his cultivation level improvement was not something he could control.
He has captured a lot of cultivation resources in the Shentian Mountain Range. For the average martial artist, if he refines so many cultivation resources, it is normal for his cultivation to improve.
But he is different from ordinary warriors. His cultivation level upgrade requires not only strength, but also opportunities.
Thinking this way, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a complex look.
"Boy, I believe you, it must be possible!"
The old man of God Orb looked at Mo Wentian, with a touch of firmness in his eyes.
In that appearance, it seems that the elders of Shenzhu are more confident than Mo Wentian.
"Senior Divine Orb, the phantom matter is left to you!"
"When I come back to God Heaven Realm, I also want to go back to see Tianhu and deal with some things!"
Suddenly, it seemed to be thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a light, cold voice.
"You kid, the main thing is that I haven't seen Tianhu for ten days. Do you want to see Tianhu?"
"Don't worry, Tianhu is in the gods and heavens, nothing happens at all!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the corners of the old man's mouth from the Shenzhu fluttered upward.
Mo Wentian was still young and energetic. He hadn't seen Tianhu for ten days. It was normal to miss this, and the old man of God Orb understood very well.