Chapter 129 Blood-Devouring Sword Emperor

"Aww..."

At this moment, one after another of angry roars came suddenly, Mo Wentian only felt his body tremble, and saw a shocking figure of hundreds of meters appearing in front of Mo Wentian.

"Bone Dragon..."

Mo Wentian gasped, seeing the river of blood tumbling, and his body several hundred feet suddenly soaring into the sky.

"Kill kill kill..."

A series of terrifying killing intents came frantically to suppress Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian's body retreated steadily.

"The Blood Demon Road behind is disappearing, if I retreat again, then I will fall into this river of blood!"

Mo Wentian's expression changed, and he saw that the Blood Demon Road he had walked was disappearing piece by piece, and the void behind him was even more nothingness.

"Ask the Heaven Sword Art!"

"Buzz..."

Ask about the Heavenly Sword, ask about the injustice of the world, ask about the survival of all things...

The powerful sword intent soared into the sky, Mo Wentian stood proudly on the road of the blood demon, as if a peerless sword emperor appeared in his eyes, with a single strike, mountains and rivers shattered!

"A bone dragon also wants to block me, Mo Wentian!"

A murderous look rose in his eyes, and the sword energy in Mo Wentian's body frantically gathered in his hands.

A mysterious long sword was condensed in Mo Wentian's hands.

The long sword is three feet and seven inches, and on the hilt, two simple characters are printed on it.

"Ask God!"

Wentian Sword, this is the sword used by Mo Wentian in his previous life. This sword has absorbed an untold amount of blood, and this sword has killed an untold number of powerful enemies.

The Wentian sword appeared in his hand again, Mo Wentian seemed to have returned to his previous life, his eyes looked towards the void, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"Where is Wentian Sword Art—Where is Wentian?"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian slashed with a sword.

A series of terrifying sword qi formed peerless dragons in the void. The dragons roared and rushed towards the bone dragon.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho..."

The bone dragon roared again and again, and Mo Wentian's Qinglong Sword Intent killed together.

"Ask the Heavenly Sword Jue - What is the question of love?"

"Roar……"

With a sword out, the god tiger howled, and saw a white tiger standing proudly in the void.

"Buzz..."

Within Mo Wentian's body, the statues of the Azure Dragon and the White Tiger lit up at the same time, and mysterious moods emanated out.

"Roar……"

The white tiger roared angrily, looking at the bone dragon with a hint of contempt.

At the same time, above the peerless dragon in the void, a prehistoric feeling suddenly spread out.

The sixth layer of the Azure Dragon Sword Intent, Desolate Land!

The fourth and fifth levels of White Tiger Sword Intent: Sword Soul!

The two sword intents broke through at the same time, and at this moment Mo Wentian hadn't come to his senses yet, with instinctive will, Mo Wentian walked towards the Blood Demon Road while fighting the bone dragon.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho..."

Several roars came again, and a blood-colored tiger skeleton appeared in the blood river. As soon as the giant tiger came out, the white tiger's sword intent spread wildly.

"Ask the Heavenly Sword Jue-Ask where everything dies?"

"Ask the Heaven Sword Jue - Ask me the way?"

...

He muttered to himself, the sword intent on Mo Wentian's body was getting stronger and stronger, and the figure on the Blood Demon Road was even more frightening. From time to time, Mo Wentian actually stopped.

The Blood Demon Road behind him disappeared under his feet, and he started again.

From time to time, Mo Wentian roared angrily, the anger in his eyes was shocking.

From time to time, he burst into tears, and the crying made people heartbroken!

"Blood Demon Road, this is a mental road!"

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of Mo Wentian's heart. Mo Wentian, who was above the Blood Demon Road, was shocked, and his cold eyes slowly opened.

"Ask the Heaven Sword Jue-Ask the Heaven and Earth in what year?"

With one strike of the sword, the four god statues in Mo Wentian's body suddenly lit up at the same time, and the four god statues exuded vast divine power.

"I don't ask the sky, the king of swords!"

"boom……"

The sky and the earth trembled, and with a sword strike, four divine beasts appeared simultaneously. The powerful sword intent directly shattered the bones of the bone dragon, the bone of the white tiger, and the bone of the vermilion bird...

The bones of the four beasts were all shattered!

"Crack..."

A shattering sound came, and one after another sword gangs were seen frantically rising from Mo Wentian's body.

The sword is ten feet long, and the Hetian is incomparable.

"Finally, it has been upgraded to the Four Elephants Realm!"

There was an incomparable calm in his eyes, and the Blood Demon Road behind him was still disappearing, but there was no trace of fear in Mo Wentian's eyes anymore.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art - Sword Breaks the Sky!"

"Buzz..."

A will against the sky came out violently, and Mo Wentian's body suddenly turned into four paths, and the four Mo Wentians struck out a sword at the same time, and the four elephants roared and rushed towards the blood river.

"boom……"

In the blood river, the waves of blood shook the sky, as if the blood river had been smashed through, and the endless blood energy quickly disappeared.

"Crack..."

As if something was broken, Mo Wentian raised his head and saw a large hall standing in the void.

"Blood Demon Palace!"

The faint three words were imprinted in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"finally reached……"

Muttering to himself, Mo Wentian walked towards the Blood Demon Palace step by step.

The main hall is extremely simple.

Walking up the stairs of the main hall, Mo Wentian frowned, and suddenly frowned.

"Someone has been here!"

In the main hall, one after another withered bones appeared here.

"This is……"

Walking to the side of a dead bone, Mo Wentian's eyes blazed brightly, beside the dead bone, a jade plaque stood quietly.

Luo Qiu!

The faint words appeared in front of Long Yan's eyes.

This dry bone is exactly the master of the gods...

Luo Qiu!

"Blood Sword, Li Han, Mo Qu..."

Their names were printed on each of the jade plaques, and they counted carefully, exactly thirty-seven!

"The blood-devouring swordsmanship of Immortal Sword Sect comes from here..."

Mo Wentian looked towards the Blood Demon Palace, and saw a small gap on the door of the Blood Demon Palace, and through the small gap, rows of jet-black characters could be seen...

These words are exactly the blood-devouring sword technique.

"Immortal Sword Gate, what a pity..."

Mo Wentian smiled indifferently. It's not that the elders of the Immortal Sword Sect cannot enter the Four Elephant Sect, but...

greedy!

In the Four Elephant Gate, the inheritance of the Blood-devouring Sword Emperor is hidden. Here, one can only enter the Blood Demon Palace through the Blood Demon Road, but the people of the Immortal Sword Gate, for some reason...

He even entered the Blood Demon Palace through other methods.

As a result, they couldn't get in at all, and the first generation patriarch of Xianjianmen only opened a gap. Through this gap, they found the swordsmanship that they thought was heavenly.

Blood Devouring Sword Technique!

"Blood-devouring swordsmanship, relying on blood-devouring for a living, Xianjianmen only got a part, so..."

"They devour each other, but how could they know that this blood-devouring sword technique is not devouring others at all, but devouring their own blood energy!"

Muttering to himself, Mo Wentian waved his palm, and all these dead bones fell under the stairs outside the hall.

These people can only be regarded as poor people, and they lost their lives for Mo Shang's sword emperor realm.

"Luo Qiu!"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian waved his hand, and Luo Qiu's withered bones disappeared in front of the hall.

"Squeak..."

After finishing all this, Mo Wentian slowly pushed the hall away.

The hall was extremely quiet, and a sculpture stood in the center of the hall.

"boom……"

Seeing this sculpture, Mo Wentian's body trembled violently, and the next moment, a statue of a god transformed into Mo Wentian's mind.

"Junior, congratulations on coming to the Blood Demon Palace!"

Familiar voice, familiar figure, seeing this figure, Mo Wentian couldn't help it, a touch of kindness rose in his heart.

"Junior?"

Mo Wentian grinned, if the Blood-devouring Sword Emperor knew it was him, Mo Wentian would have no idea what he would be thinking!

"In the hall, there is the most powerful blood-devouring swordsmanship of our Blood Demon Sword Sect. In addition, there are three other emperor-level swordsmanship and fifty heaven-level swordsmanship. This emperor has become a sword god to leave Sword God Continent, I hope you can continue to carry forward my Blood Demon Sword Sect!"

One after another voices sounded, and in a moment, the idol shattered. Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the countless words in the hall.