Chapter 21 Devouring Spiritual Fruits

"Is it really him?"

Mo Han frowned, he had also heard about Mo Wentian's awakening of his spiritual root, but it was only when he heard that Mo Wentian's spiritual root was waiting!

Mo Han lost even the slightest interest.

First class spirit root?

This is not far from being strong without spiritual roots. On the Sword God Continent, first-class spiritual roots can only reach the peak of gathering spirits.

Impossible to enter Lijian Realm!

"Spirit Gathering Triple Layer..."

A gleam flashed in his eyes, looking at the talented disciples of various races who had left one after another, Mo Han disappeared in front of the mountain stream with a flash of his body!

"Ho Ho Ho Ho..."

In the central area of ​​the Dongman Mountain Range, one after another ferocious beast roars came, and the disciples of various ethnic groups in the outer area turned pale with fright.

"So many monsters, what happened in the central area?"

"I heard that this vermilion fruit was taken away by someone, and this person's cultivation is only at the third level of Spirit Gathering!"

"What? Only at the third level of spirit gathering!"

"The genius of the Yuan family, Yuan Chong, has issued a notice. This person is Mo Wentian, a disciple of the Mo family. Rumor has it that this person doesn't even have spiritual roots. As long as we find this person, we can go to the Yuan family to get a low-grade spiritual weapon!"

"Receive a low-grade spiritual weapon, what a great deal..."

...

Discussions sounded one after another, and the eyes of all the sword cultivators in the Dongman Mountain Range instantly became hot.

Zhu Guo and the others dare not have the slightest covetousness.

But the spirit weapon...

A low-grade spirit tool is worth thousands of gold coins. If these gold coins are exchanged for spirit-gathering pills, it is enough for ordinary swordsmen in the spirit-gathering realm to cultivate to the peak of spirit-gathering!

And Mo Wentian's cultivation...

It's the third level of gathering spirits!

This made countless people start to feel excited.

Dongman Mountains.

in a small valley.

Sitting cross-legged beside the small river, Mo Wentian's aura slowly stabilized.

"What a strong cold air!"

Opening his eyes, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with palpitations!

The second-level peak spirit beast, the Ice Soul Jiao.

This is definitely an incomparably terrifying existence. If it wasn't for Mo Wentian's strong physique and the sword energy contained in the nine swords, Mo Wentian might...

"Three Vermilion Fruits, I finally got them!"

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, Mo Wentian's pale face smiled lightly.

Take it out of your arms!

Three fiery red fruits appeared in Mo Wentian's hands, and as the three fruits appeared, a strong aura gathered around Mo Wentian!

Zhu Guo, the spiritual fruit at the peak of the Xuan level!

Moreover, there are still three.

The fiery red fruit exudes an attractive luster in the sun.

"I don't know how far these three vermilion fruits can raise my spiritual root?"

A look of anticipation rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Heaven Devouring Spiritual Root!

This is the second time he has started devouring spiritual things.

It was Lin Xiao's spiritual root that was devoured for the first time.

Lin Xiao's spiritual root is only fifth-class, after Mo Wentian swallowed it, his spiritual root has only been promoted from the initial stage of first-class to the peak of first-class, and he has not even reached second-class!

"God Devouring Art, devour it for me!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and the three vermilion fruits were placed in the palm of his hand, and the sword energy in Mo Wentian's body began to circulate crazily.

"Buzz..."

The surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian, and the nine swords in Mo Wentian's dantian began to circulate crazily.

A powerful suction force spread from Mo Wentian's body.

"boom……"

The three vermilion fruits seemed to have turned into three furnaces, and three streams of terrifying fire energy, along Mo Wentian's arm, crazily entered Mo Wentian's body!

"What a strong vitality!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, his face was flushed red, vitality was circulating in Mo Wentian's body, and Mo Wentian's meridians swelled up for a while!

"Refine it for me!"

Mo Wentian gave a cold shout, the terrifying vitality quickly gathered towards his dantian, and the nine swordsmen frantically absorbed the collected fire vitality.

"Om..."

A mysterious artistic conception arises, and Mo Wentian seems to feel that he has entered a world of fire...

An hour later!

Mo Wentian was still sitting cross-legged beside the small river, a layer of water mist rose from the small pool closer to Mo Wentian, and the temperature in the valley also rose several degrees!

Mo Wentian was practicing in the valley.

But in the Dongman Mountains.

But it was extremely lively. The casual cultivators of the Gathering Spirit Realm in Dongman City entered the Dongman Mountain Range.

these people.

They are all looking for Mo Wentian!

Some people are coveting the three vermilion fruits on Mo Wentian's body, and some people are aiming at the Yuan family's low-grade spiritual weapon!

Among the Mo family.

"Miss, news came from outside that this time in the Dongman Mountains, Master Mo Han did not capture Zhu Guo!"

In the small courtyard, a servant greeted Mo Qingcheng respectfully.

"Didn't get it?"

Mo Qingcheng frowned, and then asked in a cold voice: "My brother is one of the three genius disciples of East Sword City, and he hasn't captured the vermilion fruit, so whose hands will this vermilion fruit fall into?"

"this……"

Hearing Mo Qingcheng's words, the servant hesitated to speak!

"Are you dumb? If you have anything to say, just say it directly. If you dare to lie a little bit, I will let you taste my Mo family's family law!"

Seeing the servant, Mo Qingcheng said with a cold face.

"Yes, yes, just say it, little one!"

When the servant heard this, his face was instantly terrified, and he quickly said: "There is news from outside that this vermilion fruit has fallen into the hands of Young Master Wentian!"

"Don't ask God..."

Mo Qingcheng's pupils shrank, and then he said in disbelief: "How is this possible, he is only a first-class spirit root, how could he have captured Zhu Guo!"

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

Mo Qingcheng asked with a cold face.

"No, absolutely not!"

The servant hurriedly said.

"Don't ask God!"

In Mo Qingcheng's eyes, a frightening chill flashed across.

For some reason, ever since Mo Wentian was almost beaten to death by Lin Xiao, this trash has become more and more mysterious!

"Miss, we have found Captain Lin!"

At this moment, a voice came again.

"Find Lin Yu?"

Mo Qingcheng was overjoyed, and then said coldly: "Tell him to come see me!"

"this……"

The little girl looked a little weird!

"What's wrong?"

Mo Qingcheng frowned and asked.

"Miss, our people met Captain Lin outside the Dongman Mountains, but when we found Captain Lin, Captain Lin had already been..."

"What happened?"

Hearing the little girl's words, a bad premonition suddenly rose in Mo Qingcheng's heart.

"Miss, when we found Captain Lin, Captain Lin was already dead. According to the identification of the patriarch and elders, he should have been killed by sword energy!"

The little girl said in a deep voice.

"died?"

"Killed by sword energy?"

Mo Qingcheng froze for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Do you know who killed it?"

"this……"

"The patriarchs and elders are still looking for them!"

The little girl's voice came.

"Still looking!"

Mo Qingcheng's heart sank secretly.

"Could it be Mo Wentian?"

"It can't be him, he is the first-class spiritual root, he can't kill Lin Yu!"

Mo Qingcheng dispelled the thoughts in her mind, she couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it.

Lin Yu definitely did not die in the hands of Mo Wentian!