Chapter 1609 Scary Mo Wentian!

This sound was the collision of Mo Wentian's Heaven Devouring Sword and Youlong's Wuying Frozen Palm.

"This kid actually blocked it again!"

A trace of cold light flickered in You Long's eyes.

This time it can be said that he has used 60% of his power to attack. His Shadowless Frozen Palm is already somewhat stronger than the Emperor's Consummation.

But this palm was blocked by Mo Wentian's seemingly ordinary divine sword.

"Boss, can you defeat this Youlong?"

"Brother Wentian, there must be no problem!"

But watching this scene, Xiaojiao and Tianhu not far away breathed a sigh of relief.

Unable to explain why, at this moment, a premonition rose in their hearts.

This time Mo Wentian will definitely be able to kill this Youlong.

But at this moment, Mo Wentian had a complex look in his eyes.

His strength is certainly not bad, but it is not easy to kill the Youlong in front of him whose strength is comparable to that of Tianzun's early stage.

"If I don't use the time roulette and the dragon blade, my combat power will at most surpass the Emperor's Consummation!"

"But it will definitely not reach the level of Tianzun's initial state!"

In the void, Mo Wentian muttered to himself.

But at the next moment, it seemed that he remembered something, and a wicked smile spread from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.

What about Tianzun's initial state? Today, he will still die in the hands of Mo Wentian!

"Boy, you are very good, you can block the two moves of this seat!"

"But next, you won't be so lucky!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a killing intent flashed in You Long's eyes.

Mo Wentian's combat strength exceeded his expectations, but in his heart, he still had full confidence in killing Mo Wentian.

"Little ants, today you will die!"

Looking at You Long, Mo Wentian smiled faintly.

"It's crazy!"

"Little boy who doesn't know how to live or die!"

You Long looked at Mo Wentian's indifferent appearance, and the killing intent in his heart instantly surged.

There was a sudden coldness in his eyes, but the next moment, his figure skyrocketed a lot again.

The dragon's body, which was originally only ten thousand feet long, has now grown to fifteen thousand feet.

"Wandering Dragon Golden Body!"

An indifferent voice sounded, You Long's body was still growing.

The 15,000-foot dragon body has grown to 16,000 feet in just a few breaths, and it is still growing.

In a moment, the dragon body that was 16,000 feet grew to 18,000 feet, approaching 20,000 feet.

At the same time, a violent and boundless aura emanated from You Long's body.

"The dragon roars!"

"Roar……"

The next moment, You Long roared again.

A series of terrifying sound waves came violently towards Mo Wentian.

"Well done!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian's eyes brightened.

"Boy, you are still here!"

"This Youlong has used a nirvana!"

But just as Mo Wentian's figure flashed and was about to go up to meet him, the voice of the old man of Shenzhu rang in his mind.

"Senior Shenzhu, what should I do?"

Mo Wentian asked almost subconsciously.

"Boy, what should you do?"

"Since you want to kill this wandering dragon so much, then I will fulfill it with you today!"

"This is an artifact in the middle stage of the imperial class, Shuan Longsuo!"

Suddenly, another voice came from Mo Wentian's mind.

"Buzz..."

The next moment, a chain appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

Looking at the chains that appeared, Mo Wentian was slightly stunned.

"Boy, what are you still doing?"

"If you don't lock up this dragon lock, lock up this wandering dragon, you will all die here!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian didn't make a move for a long time, the old man of ancient books in Wentian Pavilion couldn't help urging him again.

"Thank you, Senior Shenzhu, and thank you, Senior Ancient Book!"

The voice of the old man from the ancient book came again, Mo Wentian came back to his senses, and quickly thanked the two old men.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's eyes fell into his hands.

I saw the Shuanlong lock in his hand showing a strange purple-black color.

And looking at the dragon lock, You Long on the opposite side felt his body trembling uncontrollably.

An incomparably terrifying sense of oppression came from the Shuanlong lock in Mo Wentian's hand.

"This kid must be dealt with quickly!"

You Long took a deep breath, the killing intent in his eyes soared.

Mo Wentian in front of him seemed to have endless methods.

If Mo Wentian is not beheaded, then he will not dare to skyrocket, what else will Mo Wentian use.

"You Long, who is comparable to the early stage of Tianzun, I can't underestimate him!"

"You have to find the right time!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of light flickered.

The violent sound waves hit Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian's body retreated steadily.

But it's a pity that this terrifying sound wave only hit the Shuanlong lock, and Mo Wentian didn't suffer the slightest injury.

"This kid is really weird!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian wasn't injured at all, You Long became suspicious in his heart.

His golden body of the roaming dragon and the roar of the roaming dragon were his strongest attacks, but Mo Wentian acted as if nothing had happened, he was not injured at all.

This was simply beyond Yu Long's expectations!

You know, before he came out of the Dragon Palace, his dragon chant had already hurt Mo Wentian.

As for the collision with Mo Wentian just now, Mo Wentian also suffered some injuries.

But at this moment, his power has strengthened, but Mo Wentian is not injured at all.

"It's the dragon lock!"

"The chain blocked all my attacks!"

The next moment, You Long's blue eyes landed on the Shuan Long lock in Mo Wentian's hand.

Looking at the chain, the coldness flickered in You Long's eyes.

"Boy, make a move!"

"Are you still waiting for this Youlong to resort to tricks!"

But at this moment, seeing Mo Wentian's delay in making a move, the old man in the ancient book in the Wentian Pavilion was very anxious, and said hastily.

As soon as the old man in the ancient book said these words, the usage of this dragon lock appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

Mo Wentian understood in an instant.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

But when he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure appeared very close to You Long.

Looking at You Long in front of him, Mo Wentian shot directly towards that You Longsuo.

The purple-black Shuanlong lock followed the changes of Mo Wentian's figure, and locked it in all directions around Youlong.

"You want to trap me with this damn thing?"

"Don't think about it!"

"The dragon wags its tail!"

Seeing Mo Wentian lock towards him, You Long instantly came to his senses.

The thousands of feet of dragon tail swept directly towards Mo Wentian.

The void was directly shattered, and the billowing turbulent flow of the void surged out even more.