Chapter 1571 Soul Destruction Sword Art

"The solution to the demon soul?"

"Boy, there is no solution to the demon soul!"

"but……"

The old man in the ancient book looked at Mo Wentian, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

But the old man in the ancient book didn't finish his sentence, and his expression turned solemn as he spoke.

"Senior Ancient Books, please speak up if you have something to say!"

Seeing the hesitant appearance of the old man in the ancient book, Mo Wentian felt a little anxious in his heart, and hurriedly said.

Unable to explain why, seeing the appearance of the old man in the ancient book, Mo Wentian felt an incomparably complicated emotion in his heart.

He always felt that to solve this demon soul, he needed to pay a certain price!

"Boy, since you want to know so much, I will tell you!"

"Your boy has the blood of the gods, and you can refine the unique secret method of the gods to destroy the soul!"

"If I remember correctly, you have a peerless sword on your body, and this sword is enough for you to refine the soul-killing sword art!"

The ancient book old man coughed lightly, and said with an extremely serious expression.

At the same time, a complex look flashed in the eyes of the ancient book old man.

"Soul Extinguishing Sword Art?"

"Senior Ancient Book, I don't have this sword art, how can I refine it?"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's brows were tightly knit together, and his eyes were full of doubts.

It is necessary to refine the soul-destroying sword art, first of all, it must have the soul-destroying sword art in order to refine it!

"Boy, there is a soul-destroying sword art, but if you want to refine it, you have to pay a price!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the look of the old man in the ancient book became more and more solemn, and his deep voice couldn't help but lower his voice quite a bit.

"cost?"

"Senior Ancient Book, no matter what the price is, as long as I can destroy the demon soul of the demon war, I am willing!"

A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

If the demon soul of this demon war escaped, Mo Wentian didn't need to think about it to know that the entire ancient ruins would probably become the nourishment of the demon war.

This is not what Mo Wentian wants, what he wants is for his Heaven Devouring God Kingdom to be safe and secure in this ancient relic, and become the king of the ancient relic.

But he, Mo Wentian, can leave the ancient ruins with peace of mind and go to the holy place of martial arts.

But if there is the demonic soul of this demonic war, there is a time bomb here. If it is not resolved, how can Mo Wentian feel at ease?

"Boy, you have to think about it!"

"If you want to successfully refine this soul-destroying sword art, you need the help of your soul power!"

"Even if you succeed in refining your soul-destroying sword art, I'm afraid your soul will drop a lot!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's determined face, the old man in the ancient book took a deep breath and said slowly.

In fact, regarding the solution to the demon soul, the old man in the ancient book originally didn't intend to tell Mo Wentian about it, but because Mo Wentian was so eager, the old man in the ancient book said it out.

"The power of the soul to help?"

"Will the soul be lowered?"

"I understand. What you mean, Senior Ancient Book, is that I need to consume my own soul power to refine this soul-killing sword formula!"

Hearing the old man's words, Mo Wentian was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, looking at the old man, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed brightly.

From that appearance, it seemed that Mo Wentian didn't care about the consumption of the power of the soul at all.

Unable to explain why, Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest worry in his heart when he heard the old man in the ancient book say that he would consume the power of his soul.

What's more, he still had a premonition in his heart that this soul-killing sword formula would not consume his soul power.

"That's right, kid!"

"It is rumored that a peerless powerhouse in the past was originally a soul of a thousand feet, but after refining this soul-killing sword formula, his soul suddenly dropped to five hundred feet!"

The look of the old man in the ancient book was extremely dignified, and his voice couldn't help but lowered a bit.

"Senior Ancient Book, no problem!"

"I've already decided on this matter. If I don't destroy the demon soul of this demon war, the entire ancient ruins will be razed to the ground. I don't think this is what you would like to see, Senior Ancient Books!"

"Even if my refining this soul-destroying sword formula consumes the power of my soul and lowers my soul, at least the warriors in the entire ancient ruins have survived!"

Mo Wentian looked at the old man in ancient books with an unusually firm look in his eyes.

"Boy, I really didn't misread you!"

"If you need help in the future, as long as I can help you, I will definitely help you!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's swear words, and looking at Mo Wentian's firm face, a complex look flashed in the eyes of the old man in ancient books.

At this moment, the ancient book old man looked at Mo Wentian with admiration.

In the heart of the old man with ancient books, he even had a good impression of Mo Wentian.

"Thank you, Senior Ancient Books!"

"This is the soul-killing sword art, seniors in ancient books, look at it..."

Mo Wentian gave a slight salute to the old man of ancient books.

The next moment, as if he remembered something, a gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a low voice.

"You boy, if you don't tell me, I really forgot!"

Hearing this, the old man in the ancient book instantly understood.

While chatting with Mo Wentian, he actually forgot to give Mo Wentian the Soul Slayer Sword Art.

With a thought, a sword formula appeared in the void.

With a wave of the hand of the old man in the ancient book, the soul-killing sword formula in the void fell towards Mo Wentian.

"Boy, don't just refine this soul-killing sword art by yourself!"

"You need someone to protect you, and you need enough power!"

Seeing the Mie Hun Jian Jue fall into Mo Wentian's hands, the eyes of the old man in the ancient book flashed, and he reminded with some concern.

"Thank you, Senior Ancient Books, for reminding me!"

"Ask God to understand!"

Hearing the words of the old man in the ancient book, a trace of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.

After finishing speaking, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

And as Mo Wentian's figure disappeared, only the old man in the ancient book was left in place.

"Boy, I hope you can refine this Soul Slayer Sword Art!"

Looking at the direction in which Mo Wentian disappeared, the old man in the ancient book said secretly in his heart.

At this moment, the ancient book old man was very worried about Mo Wentian.

In fact, there was one more thing he didn't tell Mo Wentian about refining the Soul Slayer Sword Art.

In order to successfully refine this soul-destroying sword formula, in addition to consuming the power of the soul, it also requires a strong comprehension ability, otherwise, it is impossible to successfully refine it.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Taking a deep breath, a gleam flashed in the old man's eyes.

Immediately, the figure flashed and disappeared into the void.

But at this moment, when the figure of Mo Wentian reappeared, it was in the main hall of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom.