Chapter 443: Twenty-seven

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"These nine souls ..."
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered, and Hu Chong next to it ...
But looked frantically at Yu Jian in Mo Wentian's hand.
Open your mouth and say something ...
But in the end, Hu Chong didn't say a word.
"Brother left these things outside ..."
"But what else did you say?"
Looking at Mo Shou, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"This one……"
Mo Shou gave a slight meal, then shook his head.
"The ancestor only left this thing, and he told us to forge the flesh and the demon soul here, waiting for the return of the emperor!"
"Wait for me to return ..."
Mo Wentian's eyes began to flash.
"Brother ..."
"How did you know I would come!"
Mo Wentian whispered in his mouth, somehow, Mo Wenchen became more and more mysterious in Mo Wentian's heart.
As if on him ...
Hiding countless secrets!
"You guys, back down!"
Looking at Mo Shou, Mo asked Tian Shen.
"Yes, the lord!"
With a wave of Mo Shou, the next moment, dozens of figures returned to the soul tree again!
"Mo Wentian ..."
Hu Chong, walked to Mo Wentian.
"Hu Chong, this is Jiuhun Jue ..."
"It's no use holding it, you take it!"
Mo Wentian threw Jiuhunju to Hu Chong.
At present Mo Wentian, there is a blood soul tactic, cultivation of blood soul tactics, Mo Wentian's spirit is enough to improve.
If you re-cultivate Jiuhun Jue!
It is even more difficult!
"give me……"
Hu Chong, hesitated slightly.
"Hu Chong, meet the master!"
At this moment, Hu Chong suddenly knelt down.
Zhao Mo asked Tianxing to worship nine kneeling and worship three knees, then in respect, Jiang Mo asked Tian Jiujue in his hands, and then.
"You are ..."
Don't ask Tian a slight meal, then a smile ...
Spread from the corner of the mouth.
"Hu Chong, I will replace my brother today ..."
"Accept your disciple!"
Looking at Hu Chong, Mo Wentian chuckled.
"Thank you, Master!"
Hu Chong, quickly and respectfully said.
"This kid ..."
Mo Wentian smiled slightly. Hu Chong's talent was absolutely top-notch.
Able to cultivate the sword of the heart to the top, if a little care, Hu Chong ...
Will definitely become a generation of Tianjiao!
"Uncle ..."
Xiaoyu, watching Hu Chong's eyes start to turn.
"Mo Shou!"
"The disciples are here!"
Mo Shou, quickly came to Mo Wentian.
"How much is this extremely overcast ..."
"My Mo family disciple?"
Looking at Mo Shou, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"Emperor, in this extremely overcast place, a total of more than a thousand disciples of the Mo family have fallen, but of these more than a thousand disciples, only my disciples of Shouge remain, leaving a ghost!"
"Others, they have fallen completely!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Shou Shen said.
"More than a thousand people ..."
In Mo Wentian's eyes, the slightest intention of killing appeared.
"The disciples remaining ..."
"There are many?"
Ask Mo Tian, ​​Shen Sheng asked.
"Oblique to the emperor, I am in the sword court, leaving disciples of remnant souls, a total of twenty-seven people, of whom nine are the sword emperor, the sword emperor peak ..."
"There are seventeen people, and finally, it's me!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Shou, quickly said.
"More than one thousand……"
"There are only 27 people left!"
In the eyes of Mo Wentian, the cold air was boundless.
This feud, he will find someone Huang Jianmen ...
Do it slowly!
"correct……"
"To what extent is your current strength?"
It seemed like something was remembered, Mo Wentian asked suddenly in a deep voice.
"I……"
Mo Shou gave a slight meal, then smiled.
"I have practiced in this extremely overcast place for thousands of years, and now I have a physical body comparable to that of a false sword of about double!
"As for the strength, it is comparable to the pseudo-gods of three to four!"
"Three to four strong pseudo-gods!"
Mo Wentian, the light in his eyes skyrocketed.
The most deficient in the Kingdom of Devourer now is the false strong.
Mo Shou and others helped, and devoured the kingdom of heaven ...
No fear of the mountain!
"Emperor, although we are good, we are monsters after all. If there are countless replenishments, our physique is comparable to immortality, but if we go out ..."
"Our strength will drop a bit!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Shou, Shen said.
"Come down ..."
Don't ask Tian brow, a slight wrinkle.
"Emperor, if there is a soul tree ..."
"We'll be fine!"
Just then, Mo Shou said again.
"Soulwood ..."
Mo Wentian eyes fell on this huge soul tree.
"The soul tree has grown here for thousands of years, and it is now comparable. If it is refined at the peak, it will definitely not be worse than a fake artifact!"
"That's the case, then I will make this soul tree ..."
"Made into 27 coffins!"
In the eyes of Mo Wentian, the light skyrocketed.
Thousands of years have passed, and the Emperor Sword of Mo Shou and others have long been decayed by these wickedness.
Exactly, these disciples of Shougege ...
One weapon is still missing.
"Ask Tianjian ..."
"Buzz ..."
Asked Tianjian, appeared in Mo Wentian's palm.
"You step back!"
Ask Mo Tian, ​​and sighed at the people like Mo Shou.
"Back down!"
"Yes!"
Each figure quickly retreated from the soul tree.
"The sword is breaking ..."
"cut!"
"Buzz ..."
A sword came out, and a vast and boundless sword intention spread from Mo Wentian.
This sword is like wanting to destroy everything.
"What a strong sword ..."
Hu Chong gave Mo Wentian a shocked look.
Although I met Mo Wentian just now, there was not much intention between them.
Mo Wentian shot, and also saved one!
And Hu Chong ...
Did not go all out!
"Click ..."
A clear voice came, and I saw the hundreds of soul trees falling down.
At the same time, an extremely dreadful force of extreme yin gathers towards the soul tree!
"Emperor Fire ..."
"Appear!"
"bump……"
Make a seal, a purple flame, spread out from Mo Wentian's hands.
"Little sister ..."
"Help me!"
Mo Wentian drank coldly at Xiao Xiaoyan.
"Yes, boss!"
"Roar……"
With a roar, Xiao's body turned directly into the body.
For a moment, a terrible dragon force entered Mowen Tian.
"Emperor Fire ..."
"Calcined!"
In the eyes of Mo Wentian, the light soared, the purple flame ...
Crazy spread.
"Still not enough ..."
But at this moment, Mo Wentian suddenly felt cold.
I saw Mo Wentian hitting a seal, and the next moment, a fiery red guy ...
Fall on Mo Wentian's shoulder.
"Boss, my name is Xiaoyu ..."
"what's the matter?"
Little guy seems to be a little confused ...
"Little sister ..."
"Help me refine this soul tree!"
Looking at Xiao Yan, Mo asked Tian Leng.
"Refining the soul tree ..."
Xiao Yan's eyes fell on the soul tree with hundreds of feet.
Then he waved his hand, and the next moment, an emperor fire comparable to the peak, shrouded the soul tree!
"Good job!"
Mo Wentian, a little joy in his eyes, and then one by one Yin Yin ... into the soul tree!