Chapter 198: The Third Form of the Heaven Devouring Sword Art

"Dan Ling, you have hurt me this time..."

Mo Wentian sighed.

The alchemy spirit in Mo Wentian's body also seemed to feel the change of Mo Wentian's divine mind, and the slightest fluctuation came from his dantian.

"boom……"

In the void, the robbery cloud began to condense!

The remaining five thunder dragons merged with Jieyun in the astonished eyes of everyone.

"The fusion of five lightning tribulations..."

Mo Wentian's expression instantly became extremely ugly. At first, Mo Wentian still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but now...

Mo Wentian was completely hopeless.

"Buzz..."

The Danlong in the void also seemed to feel the horror of Lei Jie, and trembled crazily in the void.

"boom!"

A blast of thunder resounded, and the tribulation cloud in the void completely merged with the thunder dragon, and a thunder dragon with a thick arm fell towards Danlong like lightning.

Wherever Thunder Dragon passed, everything was destroyed.

"retreat……"

Tianhu and others retreated again.

"Pity……"

Looking at the pill dragon in the void, Mo Wentian felt a little regretful, Batian Huangdan is an imperial pill to enhance the body, the refining method of this pill has been lost, if it wasn't for Mo Wentian coming from thousands of years ago.

It is really impossible to refine it.

There is only one effect of this elixir, and that is nine layers of tempering.

If you want to refine Batian Pill, you must at least have an emperor-level physique. Batian Pill has been tempered nine times, and every time it will greatly improve your physical strength!

Mo Wentian originally wanted to use the Batian Pill to improve his physique to the level of a high-grade imperial weapon.

Once the physique reaches the late stage of the golden body, Mo Wentian's combat power will be comparable to that of the sword emperor of six or seven revolutions. At that time, if he joins the Qiankun battle formation, even if he is facing the peak sword emperor, Mo Wentian will not be afraid!

"Buzz..."

But at this moment, just when Mo Wentian thought that the Danlong would be destroyed when the thunder calamity fell, a mysterious force suddenly spread from Mo Wentian's dantian.

"It's Dan Ling!"

Mo Wentian was slightly taken aback, and the next moment, a golden pill burst out from Mo Wentian's body, and a rush of medicinal power entered the Danlong.

"bump!"

A violent collision came, and Dan Ling was directly smashed into the ground.

Mo Wentian's pill spirit was also sent flying.

"Thunder Jie disappeared?"

Seeing the disappearance of Lei Jie, Tianhu and others hurried back to the Sword King Pavilion. Beside the cliff, a large pit of several tens of feet appeared. The depth of this big pit was unknown, and the depth could not be seen at a glance.

"Has Batian Pill succeeded?"

A group of people looked at Mo Wentian with curiosity in their eyes. If the refining is successful, then Mo Wentian will become...

Six Star Pill Emperor!

"Without the scent of Danxiang coming out, could it be a failure..."

The expressions of the few people sank slightly, but the next moment, Mo Wentian, who was empty, suddenly had a smile on his lips.

"Receive the pill!"

After a seal formula was typed out, a strong fragrance of pills could be seen in the big pit, and the next moment, a golden pill rose from the big pit.

"Eight-star peak imperial pill..."

A group of people were shocked, only to see eight Dao marks on the Batian Pill, which were extremely bright.

The outline of the ninth dao mark has already appeared.

Just a little bit short, the Batian Pill can become a nine-star imperial medicine pill!

"Eight-star elixir..."

Everyone looked at the Batian Pill, their eyes were full of enthusiasm, it was the Eight Star Pill, even if it was placed in Zhongzhou, it was absolutely rare.

"brush!"

Under the fiery eyes of everyone, the Batian Pill landed in Mo Wentian's palm.

"Eight Star Batian Pill!"

At the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth, a slight smile spread.

Eight-star elixir, this really exceeded his expectations. Mo Wentian originally thought that being able to refine a five-star elixir was considered good, but he did not expect to be able to practice it...

Eight-star elixir!

"Master, this is the eight-star imperial pill..."

Ouyang Li did not know when he appeared in front of Mo Wentian, looking at the Huangdan in Mo Wentian's palm, Ouyang Li's body trembled.

He is also an imperial alchemist!

But when he was at his peak, he was only a two-star emperor-level alchemist, while Mo Wentian, who is less than twenty years old now, is already...

Eight-star imperial alchemist!

"Maybe master can really help me..."

In Ouyang Li's eyes, he suddenly became very respectful. It was a respect from the heart, and it was a respect for Dan Dao.

"Stand back, everyone!"

With a cold drink, a group of people quickly retreated.

"Dan Ling, thank you!"

Holding the Batian Pill in his hand, Mo Wentian entered the dantian with his mind.

In the dantian, the sword star core is slowly rotating, and on top of the sword star core, the Heaven Devouring Sword stands quietly there.

As for Dan Ling, he was staying in the corner.

The aura on the pill spirit was a little dim, as if he had just helped the Batian pill to cross the catastrophe, which consumed a lot of his vitality.

"Master...Master!"

At this moment, a faint divine sense came from the pill spirit.

"You can talk?"

Mo Wentian was overjoyed.

"Master...Master, I want to sleep..."

Dan Ling's intermittent voice came, and the next moment, the aura of Dan Ling in the corner of Dantian's body quickly dissipated.

"God Devouring Art!"

Mo Wentian quickly activated the magic formula, and strands of sword energy entered Dan Ling's body.

Following Mo Wentian's sword power, the aura on Dan Ling's body rose again.

But Dan Ling's divine sense has fallen into a deep sleep.

"With the alchemy here, the elixir I refine can be upgraded by at least three grades!"

"If my soul can break through to the emperor level, then I can even refine the emperor pill!"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian's figure also disappeared into the void.

Under the cliff, Mo Wentian sat cross-legged.

"According to the introduction of the Heaven Devouring God Art, the third form of the Heaven Devouring Sword Art requires my physique to reach the level of a high-grade imperial weapon before I can practice it. Now, I will raise my physique to the level of a high-grade imperial weapon!"

Na na muttering to himself, a light flashed in Mo Wentian's hand, and the Batian Pill appeared in the palm of Mo Wentian's hand.

There are five moves in total in the Heaven Devouring Sword Art. Up to now, Mo Wentian has practiced the second move, and the second move, the Four Elephant Biting, has also been perfected. If he wants to practice the third move, Mo Wentian must reach the level of The realm of the sword emperor.

In addition, Mo Wentian's physique must reach the level of a high-grade imperial weapon.

"The second form of the Heaven Devouring Sword Art is already comparable to the general emperor-level swordsmanship. I don't know the third form..."

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a spark of fire. The second move was comparable to the emperor-level swordsmanship, and the third move was bound to be stronger, followed by the fourth move, the fifth move...

"Although the Seven Swords Forbidden Art is strong, what sword art is stronger than my Heaven Devouring Sword Art?"

Mo Wentian smiled faintly, and immediately fell into cultivation.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian woke up from his practice.

Opening his eyes, Mo Wentian's eyes instantly became calm.

"Batian Pill..."

The light in his eyes soared, and Mo Wentian directly swallowed the Batian Pill.

"boom……"

The Batian Pill fell into Mo Wentian's body, an incomparably violent force rushed into Mo Wentian's body frantically.

"puff……"

If he didn't pay attention, Mo Wentian felt as if his whole body was about to be torn apart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Mo Wentian's mouth.