Chapter 1547 One Month Is Enough!

"This... what is this?"

Seeing the countless seals enveloping him, Mo Zhan's eyes were full of shock.

That breath, with a sense of familiarity, but also feels a little strange.

For a moment, Mo Zhan couldn't remember what it was, but the coercion made him a little breathless.

"What is it?"

"Old bastard, we can't kill you today, but we can continue to seal you!"

"When the power of this emperor is enough to kill you, this emperor will definitely come and kill you!"

Seeing the change in Mo Zhan's expression, Mo Wentian's eyes glowed with an incomparably cold light, and his voice was even more icy cold.

"seal?"

"Boy, you want to seal me up again?"

"Don't even think about it!"

Hearing this, Mo Zhan's expression changed instantly.

The next moment, Mo Zhan didn't hesitate at all, his body exploded directly, and countless devil qi fled crazily.

He seemed to want to escape from the enveloping power.

But how could the fact be as he wished, Mo Wentian and Ji Wujing would not watch him run away.

"Old bastard, we're here!"

"Don't even think about escaping even a trace of demonic soul!"

The eyes shrank suddenly, and the voices of Mo Wentian and Ji Wujing sounded at the same time.

At the same time, the speed at which the two of them typed out the seal formula became faster and faster.

And at this moment, as the speed of the two shots became faster, the power that shrouded the magic war in the void became more and more terrifying.

Under the shroud of this force, the countless magic energy that exploded from Mo Zhan felt like the surrounding void was being imprisoned.

He tried to move, but couldn't move at all.

"Boy, let me go!"

"If you have the ability, let me go and imprison me, what kind of ability is it?"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Mo Zhan was completely angry in his heart.

Countless demonic energy formed a human form in the void again, looking at Mo Wentian and Ji Wujing, in Demon Zhan's eyes, the killing intent was terrifying and boundless.

If eyes could kill, Mo Wentian at this moment would have been beheaded countless times by Mo Zhan's eyes.

"It's nothing to be imprisoned!"

"But the important thing is that we can imprison you, but you have nothing to do with us!"

Listening to Mo Zhan's aggressive words, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and an evil smile rose instantly.

"Boy, you..."

It's fine if Mo Wentian didn't say those words, but when Mo Wentian said those words, Mo Zhan was so angry that he vomited blood.

He originally wanted to provoke Mo Wentian, maybe Mo Wentian took advantage of his momentary arrogance and really let him go.

However, his calculation was wrong, Mo Wentian would never go according to his plan.

Moreover, he also mocked him a wave, which made the anger in Mo Zhan's heart soar instantly.

All of a sudden, that cloud of devilish energy surged crazily under the countless divine lines, and he wanted to break free from the countless seals.

But no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't break free.

"Sealing Soul Art!"

"become!"

But at this moment, a stern voice came.

In the void, a huge seal appeared.

Above that seal, the power of the seal spreads.

The next moment, Mo Wentian and Ji Wujing waved their hands without any hesitation, and the letter fell directly towards the cloud of devilish energy.

"No……"

"Boy, I won't let you go, I won't let you go..."

Seeing the letter falling towards him, Mo Zhan roared frantically.

But before he could finish his words, the seal had already fallen towards him, and the cloud of devilish energy was instantly enveloped by the seal.

In an instant, the entire valley fell silent.

That group of demonic energy, even under that letter, was extremely honest.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Breathing out mouthfuls of turbid air, a gleam of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Finally succeeded, this old bastard, but it's really a bit difficult!"

Mo Wentian looked at the cloud of devilish energy wrapped in the seal, and couldn't help saying.

"Boy, don't be too happy!"

"With the strength of you and Ji Xiaozi, although he can be sealed again temporarily, but the time of this seal is hard to say!"

And at this moment, the phantom of the elder Shenzhu appeared in the void.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the elder Shenzhu's expression was extremely dignified.

"Senior Shenzhu, what do you mean by that?"

"Could it be that the seal of the demon soul and the time of the seal are also related to our cultivation strength?"

Hearing the old man's words, Mo Wentian frowned instantly, and couldn't help asking.

"Boy, there is a great relationship between strength and seal!"

"Your strength, if you can seal this magic battle, it is already very good!"

"But as for the time of this seal, according to my estimation, it is estimated to be at most one month!"

"One month later, this demonic battle will definitely break through the seal. At that time, it will be the fierce battle you will face!"

In the eyes of the elder Shenzhu, a complex look flashed across his eyes, and he lowered his voice.

"Seal up to one month?"

"Senior Shenzhu, this..."

But Ji Wujing was stunned for a moment when he heard these words.

He thought that he had almost learned the sealing technique of his Ji family.

Just now he had exhausted all his strength to seal the Demon War, but unexpectedly, the old man of Shenzhu said that he could only seal it for one month.

This was really beyond Ji Wujing's expectation. In an instant, the confidence in Ji Wujing's heart was instantly extinguished.

"Boy Ji, with the strength of you and Mo Wentian, it's pretty good to be able to destroy all the demon souls in the demon soul seal, leaving only this demon battle!"

"What's more, you have sealed this magic battle again!"

"You know, millions of years ago, the God Clan and the Ji Clan mobilized hundreds of strong men to perform the Exterminating Soul Art together to seal these demon souls!"

"And you are able to do this, it is already very good!"

The old man of Shenzhu seemed to have seen Ji Wujing's thoughts, his eyes flashed, and he said hastily.

"But, Senior Shenzhu..."

Hearing this, Ji Wujing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Senior Shenzhu, one month is enough!"

But at this moment, an extremely firm voice sounded.

A gleam of light burst out from Mo Wentian's eyes, and the power on Mo Wentian's body was even more immense.

"Is one month enough?"

"Boy, do you want to kill this Demon War in a month's time?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, and looking at Mo Wentian's confident face, the elder Shenzhu blurted out almost subconsciously.