Chapter 2565: Phantom amnesia
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Devouring Heaven Sword God
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- 2021-01-29 07:28:43
Chapter 2565 Phantom Amnesia
"I don't know who that person is, but his cultivation strength is indeed very strong!"
"He originally wanted to fight with Senior Shenzhu Ancient Book Senior, but for some reason, he has left the God Heaven Realm again!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Tianhu's eyes flashed with doubt and said softly.
"This person actually wanted to fight with Senior Shenzhu Ancient Book Senior, and then left!"
"It seems that this person is not someone else, but Qin Yi!"
"In the current heavenly immortal world, among the people I know, only Qin Yi's cultivation strength exceeds that of seniors from Shenzhu and seniors of ancient books!"
"It's just that when Qin Yi took advantage of his disciples to go to the Shentian Mountain Range to practice, he actually came to the Shentian Realm, but did not make a move. This is a bit strange!"
The icy voice sounded, and an extremely cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Is this strange?"
He muttered to himself, Tianhu's eyes were full of doubts.
"Tianhu, I see, that person is Qin Yi from Qin Tianjie!"
"He didn't come to the gods and heavens originally to fight, he came to show off his might, and he disdain to shoot at the predecessors of the gods and the ancient books!"
"In his opinion, his Qin Tianjie is the final winner in this Shentian Mountain Range experience!"
"But what he didn't expect was that in this Shentian Mountain Range experience, he won not Qin Heaven Realm but God Heaven Realm!"
"If he had known that God Heaven would win, if he couldn't squeeze God Heaven out of the top ten, he was afraid that he would have shot God Heaven Realm long ago!"
Mo Wentian looked at Tianhu, a complex gaze flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.
"Ask Brother Tian, who is Qin Yi from Qin Tianjie?"
"His strength is actually stronger than the seniors of Shenzhu and the ancient books?"
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Tianhu's eyes flashed with a gleam of light and a deep voice.
"Who is Qin Yi?"
"Qin Yi is the master of Qin Tianjie!"
"His cultivation base has now reached the stage of the Heavenly Sage, at least he is among the people I know, currently he is the strongest existence in the Heavenly Immortal Realm!"
Mo Wentian looked at Tianhu, his eyes shrank suddenly, and his face was serious.
"Big Brother Wentian, this person is so strong, this time you won another victory in the Shentian Mountain Range!"
"Our God Heaven Realm also directly squeezed his Qin Heaven Realm from the first place. How could his Qin Heaven Realm rank second? He will never let it go!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Tianhu thought that Qin Yi's strength was so strong.
How could he look at God's heaven above him? This is absolutely impossible.
Thinking this way, Tianhu's eyes raised a touch of worry.
At the same time, Tianhu felt even more anxious.
"Tianhu, this Qin Yi naturally won't let go!"
"He has already said that in a month, he will bring Qin Tianjie to God Heaven Realm!"
"He wants to kill the gods and heavens, he won't let go of the gods!"
"After all, in the Shentian Mountain Range, he has received a lot of shame!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.
"A month later, Qin Tianjie will go to God Heaven?"
"Ask Big Brother Tian, can our God Heaven Realm be blocked?"
Hearing that, Tianhu's expression was extremely nervous.
You know, Tianhu still knows the strength of God's Heaven Realm.
The disciples of the God Heaven Realm are much stronger than Mo Wentian's Heaven Devouring God Realm, but they are far behind Qin Heaven Realm who ranked first.
At this moment, Tianhu's heart was extremely worried.
"Tianhu, I am now the master of God's Heaven Realm, I will handle this matter!"
"That's how you can improve your cultivation in the small courtyard!"
Mo Wentian looked at Tianhu's worried look, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Tianhu's head, the light in his eyes also softened.
"Big Brother Wentian..."
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Tianhu opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Tianhu, you practice well in the small courtyard to improve your cultivation!"
"Leave it to me to deal with other things, trust me, Qin Tianjie, our God Tianjie can definitely deal with it!"
"Not only that, we must try our best to conquer Qin Tianjie, so that the strength of Qin Tianjie will become the strength of our heaven!"
A sonorous and powerful voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a steadfast look.
"Wen Tian, I believe you!"
Looking at Mo Wentian's steadfast look, Tianhu's eyes were full of admiration, and he almost blurted out subconsciously.
Can't tell why, in Tianhu's heart, there is a kind of inherent confidence in Mo Wentian, she just believes in Mo Wentian.
"Tianhu, thank you!"
Looking at Tianhu, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely soft.
And just when Mo Wentian and Tianhu were charming in the small courtyard, in the hall of the gods.
"Buzz..."
The old man with the beads and the old man from ancient books stabilized his breath.
"Senior Divine Orb, Senior Ancient Book, is there no relationship between the phantom and the phantom grass?"
Seeing the old man from Shenzhu and ancient books stand up, Huan Tian asked quickly.
"The magic sky, the relationship between the phantom and the phantom grass has been dissolved, you can refine the phantom grass to improve illusion skills!"
"The phantom grass will not affect the phantoms, don't worry!"
Seeing the unconcealed worry in Huan Tian's eyes, the eyes of the elder Shenzhu flashed a light, cold voice.
"Thank you, the predecessors of Shenzhu, and the ancient books!"
Hearing this, Huantian gave a slight salute to the old man of the beads and the old man of ancient books, and his expression was very respectful.
"Thank you, the predecessors of Shenzhu, and the ancient books!"
Seeing Huantian bowing towards the old man of the orb and the old man of ancient books, the phantom also quickly became the same as Huantian, and his expression was even more grateful.
"Huantian, Magical, you don't need to thank me and the old man!"
"Your strength has improved, which is also a good thing for us!"
Looking at the magic sky and the phantom, a complicated gaze flashed in the eyes of the old man of God Orb, a cold voice said.
"Huantian, Magical, what you have to do has been done, so let's go down first, I still have things to discuss with Shenzhu Laoer!"
At this moment, the old man of ancient books looked at Huan Tian and Huan Ling, and said in a cold voice.
"Okay, senior ancient book!"
After hearing the words of the old man from the ancient book, Huan Tian did not hesitate at all, and quickly took the phantom away.
As Huantian and Huanling left, only the old man with the orb and the old man from ancient books were left in the hall.
"Old man from ancient books, what are you doing so anxiously to let Huantian and Huanling leave?"
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, the old man of the pearl looked at the old man from the ancient book, and a light flashed in his eyes, with a cold voice.
"Shenzhu old man, if you continue, I'm afraid that the identity of this phantom will not be concealed!"
"The identity of the phantom is not the time we should tell Huantian!"
With a long sigh of relief, the old man from the ancient book flashed a complex gaze in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"Old man from ancient books, you and I know the identity of the phantom!"
"It's just that, why does this phantom lose his memory? Her cultivation level has not recovered!"
A hint of doubt rose in the eyes of the old man of the pearl.
"Shenzhu old man, this phantom must have endured a lot!"
"She may have been more injured than we suffered a million years ago!"
In the eyes of the old man from ancient books, a cold light flashed, and a deep voice said.
In the battle millions of years ago, countless strong men in the Celestial Realm suffered fatal injuries, and some strong men were even directly obliterated.
The old man of ancient books and the old man of Shenzhu have personally experienced it. As long as he thinks of this, the eyes of the old man of Shenzhu and old man of ancient books will have a sense of murder.
Their fists couldn't help clenching tightly, and the joints creaked.