Devouring Heaven Sword God - Chapter 2606

Chapter 2606 the soul of one thousand eight hundred feet

“Yes!”

“The boss has refined the mid-Emperor-level pill!”

“Even if they know that the boss has a mid-term emperor grade pill, it will be useless!”

“What’s more, they don’t have much strength at all. They can seize the mid-term emperor-level pill from the boss!”

Xiao Jiao looked at Huantian, and his eyes flashed with a deep voice.

In the Heavenly Immortal Realm, no one is Mo Wentian’s opponent. Even if Huantian does not set up an illusion, it is impossible for these people to seize the mid-emperor-level pill from Mo Wentian’s hands.

Not just them, even the realm master of Qin Tianjie, it is impossible to **** the mid-emperor-level pill from Mo Wentian’s hands.

Huantian set up a fantasy world, but didn’t want them to disturb Mo Wentian’s promotion.

“Ok!”

“Little Jiao, we will protect the boss well!”

“Look at how much the boss’s soul can rise to!”

Suddenly, it seemed that he was thinking of something, Huan Tian looked at Xiao Jiao, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

Mo Wentian’s spirit had originally reached 1,200 zhang. This time Mo Wentian’s spirit had been upgraded, and I didn’t know what realm it could reach.

Can’t tell why, Huantian has an intuition in his heart, Mo Wentian’s spirit promotion is definitely not just one point.

You know, Qin Yuan’s cultivation has reached the stage of Heavenly Sage’s early stage. Had it not been for Qin Yi’s suppression, Qin Yuan’s cultivation had already broken through to the stage of Heavenly Sage’s mid-stage.

But Qin Yuan’s soul is only a thousand feet.

Mo Wentian’s cultivation was in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, and his soul reached 1,200 zhang, which was already a terrifying existence.

This time, Mo Wentian wanted to improve his spirit, and Mo Wentian had a lot of spirits.

“The boss’s spirit is one thousand two hundred meters, I think the boss’s spirit can definitely rise to one thousand five hundred feet!”

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, with an extremely bright light in his eyes.

“The boss’s spirit, if it can rise to 1,500 feet, might be stronger than Qin Yi’s spirit!”

“If the boss’s spirit reaches 1,500 feet and is stronger than Qin Yi’s, then a battle with Qin Tianjie in a month will be even more fearless!”

Hearing Xiao Jiao’s words, Huantian’s eyes flashed with a deep, deep voice.

“Huantian, I believe that the boss’s soul can definitely rise to 1,500 feet!”

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao had a sense of confidence in his eyes.

It seemed that Xiao Jiao was very confident that Mo Wentian’s spirit had risen to 1,200 zhang.

An hour’s time passed quickly.

The breath on Mo Wentian’s body was terrifying.

Mo Wentian’s refining and chemical cultivation resources are quite a lot, and Mo Wentian’s spirit has grown a lot.

“Wen Tian’s spirit, I don’t know how many feet it has grown!”

At this moment, Tianhu, not far away, saw that Mo Wentian hadn’t awakened from his cultivation, and Tianhu’s eyes had a touch of worry.

“Tianhu, boss’s soul, you don’t have to worry!”

“The spirit of the boss can definitely improve a lot!”

Seeing Tianhu’s worried look, Xiao Jiao’s eyes flashed a faint light, and said in a deep voice.

“Fifteen hundred feet!”

But at this moment, Mo Wentian yelled angrily.

The aura on Mo Wentian’s body was even more terrifying.

Mo Wentian’s soul has directly grown to 1,500 feet.

Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to refine his cultivation resources to increase his cultivation base, but he found that his spirit reached 1,500 feet, which seemed to have reached a bottleneck.

No matter how many cultivation resources he refines, it will have no effect on the promotion of his spirit.

“Fifteen hundred feet?”

“Boss, your soul has reached 1,500 feet?”

Listening to Mo Wentian’s words, Xiao Jiao’s figure flashed and appeared in front of Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes couldn’t hide his joy.

“Yes!”

“My soul has reached 1,500 feet!”

“A thousand and five hundred zhang souls are still not enough!”

Mo Wentian let out a long breath and stood up, his expression dimmed.

From Mo Wentian’s point of view, his cultivation level was raised to the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven, and his spirit could definitely be raised to one thousand eight hundred feet.

Unexpectedly, his spirit rising to 1,500 feet was like a bottleneck, so he didn’t increase it.

This made Mo Wentian’s heart puzzled.

“Boss, the soul of 1,500 feet is already very strong!”

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao’s eyes flashed with a light, deep voice.

“The soul of one thousand five hundred zhang is very strong for ordinary warriors!”

“But for Qin Yi, it’s just comparable to him!”

The icy voice sounded, and an extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian’s eyes.

“Boss, do you mean that Qin Yi’s spirit has reached 1,500 feet?”

Listening to Mo Wentian’s words, Xiao Jiao’s eyes suddenly rose up, almost blurted out as if it was raining.

“Yes!”

“Qin Yi’s divine soul, when he was outside the Shentian Mountain Range, his divine soul has reached 1,500 feet!”

“My soul, only reaching 1,500 feet, is just able to resist him!”

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao with a dim expression.

Obviously, Mo Wentian was a little dissatisfied that Shenhun had only risen to 1,500 feet.

Mo Wentian wanted to raise his soul to one thousand eight hundred feet, but his soul was only raised to one thousand five hundred feet.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian’s eyes flashed with a complex look.

“Boss, your soul has reached 1,500 feet, and Qin Yi’s soul of 1,500 feet is definitely not on the same level!”

“Your cultivation level has also improved. Not only that, you also have the Nether Spear in your hand, you have no fear of Qin Yi!”

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a serious face.

“Nether Spear?”

“I promised to give this Nether Spear to Mo Qiu, I actually forgot about it!”

“When I go back to the gods, I will give this Nether Spear to Mo Qiu!”

Listening to Xiao Jiao’s words, Mo Wentian thought of the Nether Spear, but he had promised to give Mo Qiu, but the Nether Spear was still in his hands at the moment.

In Mo Wentian’s eyes, there was a flash of light, a cold voice.

“Boss, Mo Qiu’s cultivation is only the perfect state of the Heavenly Emperor. Even if you give him this Nether Spear at this moment, he will not be able to control it!”

“It’s better to wait a month after the battle between God Heaven Realm and Qin Heaven Realm, we won Qin Heaven Realm, and it won’t be too late to give the Nether Spear to Mo Chou!”

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao said with a serious face.

After all, this Nether Spear is a sacred artifact, and the sacred artifact is not available everywhere.

Neither the divine bead old man nor the ancient book old man had any sacred objects in his hand, Mo Wentian had the Nether Spear, and he had at least one more bargaining chip against Qin Yi.

In Xiao Jiao’s heart, all he thought was Mo Wentian’s safety.

In Xiao Jiao’s heart, he had already regarded Mo Wentian as his relative, and he was most concerned about Mo Wentian’s safety.

“I’ll talk about this!”

“This Netherworld spear was given to Qin Tu by Qin Yi, which shows that there is definitely a stronger sacred weapon in Qin Yi’s hands!”

Suddenly, it seemed that something had been thought of, Mo Wentian’s expression was extremely serious.

“Boss, what you said makes sense!”

“Qin Yi definitely has a stronger sacred artifact in his hands, but I don’t know what Qin Yi’s sacred artifact is!”

Listening to Mo Wentian’s words, Xiao Jiao’s eyes flashed with a light, deep voice.

Qin Yi is the realm master of Qin Tianjie. Since he can give Netherworld a spear to Qin Tu, this shows that there is a stronger sacred weapon in his hand.

Although Qin Yi saw that Qin Tu was more important than his own life, he was the realm master of Qin Tianjie, and there must be a stronger holy artifact in his hand.

At this moment, there was even more worry in Xiao Jiao’s heart.