Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 1444 Ice Spirit?

"Arrogant boy!"

"Die!"

A cold voice sounded.

The woman in the void started talking about the ice-scaled lute frantically.

On the ice-scaled pipa, a series of terrifying and boundless ice forces attacked Mo Wentian.

"What a terrifying ice power!"

At this moment, Huantian's eyes flashed impressively, and the fluffy body shrank into a ball at this moment.

"This ice power is really terrifying!"

As soon as Huantian said this, the little black snake not far away said with an extremely pale face.

"Huantian, little black snake, you enter the Wentian Pavilion!"

Hearing what the two said, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, his mind moved, and the figures of Huantian and the little black snake disappeared in the same place in an instant.

When they reappeared, the figures of the two appeared in Wentian Pavilion.

"Want me dead?"

"I am afraid that you are the one who will die today. Since you should have died ten thousand years ago, this emperor will fulfill you now!"

The eyes suddenly shrank, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of terrifying and boundless killing intent.

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and directly unfolded his soul, and went towards the woman in the void to suppress.

The woman in front of her, even when she was strong, was only at the peak of the emperor, and her soul was only six hundred feet.

Although there is only a difference of two hundred feet between the soul of six hundred feet and the soul of Mo Wentian's eight hundred feet, there is a world of difference between them.

Although the last dragon girl of the Youlong Clan now has a spirit left, her spirit has been sealed in the ice-scaled lute.

If Mo Wentian didn't want to take the ice-scaled lute and give it to Tianhu, he could kill the woman directly, but if he killed the woman directly, then the ice-scaled lute would be shattered .

If he wanted to take the ice-scaled lute and give it to Tianhu, he could only suppress this woman as the ice spirit of the ice-scaled lute.

"Soul, suppress!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's 800-foot spirit fell directly on the woman.

As Mo Wentian's soul descended, the expression of the woman in the sky changed instantly. Looking at Mo Wentian, an incomparable look rose in her eyes.

"This...how is this possible?"

"How can your soul be so strong?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the woman's eyes were full of disbelief.

You must know that Mo Wentian in front of him can only be cultivated to the perfection of a heavenly king.

But this soul has reached eight hundred feet, which made her feel so shocked.

"Surrender to the emperor honestly, otherwise, I will let you die!"

The cold voice resounded.

At this moment, Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, like a natural born king, from a distance, he was extremely coercive.

"Death if you don't surrender?"

"You are a human race, how did you enter my Youlong clan, and even entered the treasure house of my Youlong clan?"

Seemingly remembering something, the woman's eyes flashed, and she shouted coldly.

"The treasury of the Youlong clan, this emperor can enter if he wants to!"

"The Youlong clan will be subdued by this emperor, so this treasure house will naturally belong to this emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at the woman in the sky, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and actually smiled wickedly.

"The Youlong Clan is yours?"

"Where is the patriarch of my Youlong clan?"

The woman's expression changed again.

Unable to explain why, looking at Mo Wentian in front of her, a bad premonition rose in the woman's heart.

"Your dragon clan's patriarch?"

"Although he is not dead now, don't worry, he is not far from death!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.

"Is it not far from death?"

"Boy, you..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, she couldn't explain why, and the woman did not doubt the authenticity of Mo Wentian's words at all.

What's more, at this moment, in Mo Wentian's eyes, she saw her final fate, if she didn't listen to Mo Wentian's words.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"If you don't submit to the emperor honestly, you will die!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's 800-foot-high spirit directly enveloped the woman's spirit.

"puff……"

Following the suppression of Mo Wentian's soul, the woman in the void spurted out a mouthful of blood from her mouth.

At this moment, the woman only felt that her spirit was about to be crushed to pieces, and a breath of death was extremely approaching.

"Still surrender?"

Mo Wentian saw the change in the woman's expression, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

As he said that, Mo Wentian's soul power instantly entered the woman's body.

"ah……"

"No……"

"Don't kill me, I surrender!"

"I am willing to surrender, I let go of my mind, I let go!"

As Mo Wentian's soul spread into her body, the woman screamed in pain.

At this moment, she is really scared!

Mo Wentian's spirit is really terrifying, if she doesn't surrender, she knows her end very well.

"very good!"

Seeing the woman let go of her mind, a gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian Sisi's soul power directly suppressed the woman's soul.

At the same time, the ice-scaled lute also fell silent from the void at this moment.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the ice-scaled pipa fell into Mo Wentian's hands.

"You Bing greets the master!"

The next moment, a small phantom on the Binglin Pipa bowed respectfully to Mo Wentian.

Her eyes were full of respect.

"You Bing?"

"The name is not bad!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.

"Thank you, master!"

With a slight salute to Mo Wentian, You Bing said hastily.

"Since your soul has been sealed in this ice-scaled lute, then you will stay in this ice-scaled lute from now on!"

"Become the battle spirit of this ice-scaled lute, and protect the ice-scaled lute!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian said in a cold voice with a bright light in his eyes.

"Yes, Master!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, You Bing quickly agreed.

She has completely surrendered to Mo Wentian, and naturally dare not disobey Mo Wentian's words.

"Go into the ice scale lute!"

"I still have things to do!"

Glancing at You Bing lightly, Mo Wentian said in a low voice.

"Yes, Master!"

Without the slightest hesitation, You Bing directly entered the ice-scaled pipa.

Then, Mo Wentian put the ice scale pipa into the space ring.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

Mo Wentian, You Ming and others put all the artifacts and elixir outside the treasure house into the space ring.

"Emperor, we have already collected the artifacts and elixir in the outer layer, do you want to enter the middle layer?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, You Ming said respectfully.

"It's not just the middle level, the emperor also wants to enter the inner level!"

"This Emperor wants everything in the Youlong Clan's treasure house!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.

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