Chapter 437 Ancient Battle Mountain

"Qingcheng..."

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a cold light flashed, and the one standing at the city gate was Qingcheng!

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Xiaojiao's eyes flickered fiercely.

"An elder from the eighth layer of Tianyu, does he still want to block me?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was boundless indifference.

Qingcheng is defending here, probably as a precaution, he is leaving the imperial city now.

Once you leave, you will be regarded as a person from Shenshan...

I can't find him, Mo Wentian!

But unfortunately...

Mo Wentian, he never thought of running away!

"Walk!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian directly...

Walk towards the gate of the city.

"stop……"

"stop!"

...

Following Mo Wentian's appearance, three or four figures stood in front of Mo Wentian.

These people are all disciples of Renhuang Jianmen!

Each of them has reached the fourth or fifth level of Tianyu!

"You block me..."

"What's the matter?"

Looking at the three or four people in front of him, Mo Wentian looked indifferent.

"The emperor has ordered that anyone who leaves the city..."

"Everyone is subject to inspection!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a man stood up and said coldly.

"Emperor?"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth, and then said indifferently.

"Could it be that Shenshan is also subject to the review of your emperor?"

"Sacred Mountain..."

Three or four people, their expressions changed instantly.

"What happened?"

Seeing this scene, Qing Cheng hurriedly walked towards Mo Wentian.

"Elder Qingcheng, this person is from Shenshan!"

A disciple hurriedly stepped back and whispered to Qingcheng.

"People from Mount Shenshan!"

There was a flash of light in Qingcheng's eyes, and then...

Walking towards Mo Wentian.

"Qingcheng met senior, but don't know your name?"

Looking at Mo Wentian and Qingcheng, he asked with flickering eyes.

"Name taboo..."

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.

The next moment, a billowing Heavenly Dragon sword intent...

Spread out from Mo Wentian's body.

"The disciples of the Little Presbyterian Court dare to block this envoy..."

"roll!"

"bump……"

The terrifying sword intent turned into a hundreds of feet sky dragon in the void, and the sky dragon rolled.

He rushed towards Qingcheng like lightning, with terrifying power...

It seems to tear Qingcheng apart!

"An angel..."

"Could it be..."

In Qingcheng's eyes, he was extremely shocked, and then said hastily.

"My lord, calm down!"

"bump!"

Tianlong bumped into Qingcheng's body.

Qingcheng's body flew upside down.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spat out from the mouth, Qingcheng's face...

Instantly pale!

"Elder Qingcheng..."

"Elder Qingcheng!"

...

A series of figures quickly helped Qingcheng up.

at the city gate.

Mo Wentian stood there quietly.

No one dares to get close to it!

"This kid..."

"How arrogant!"

Not far from the city gate, a lazy figure appeared...

This figure is not someone else!

It was Hu Chong!

"People from the elders' house..."

"It's just a bunch of trash!"

Next to the lazy man, a figure appeared, and this person was none other than Diyin!

"Diyne..."

"You're here too?"

A gleam flashed in Hu Chong's eyes.

"I……"

"To kill him!"

In Diyne's eyes, there was boundless coldness.

"Kill him……"

Hu Chong paused for a moment, but he didn't expect Diyne to enter the ruins.

Not for the treasure, but for the assassination of Mo Wentian!

"You're going to kill him..."

"It's not easy!"

In Hu Chong's eyes, a faint smile spread.

"Dare to stop me next time..."

"die!"

A cold voice resounded in the void.

Qingcheng originally wanted to move out of the elders' home.

But at this moment, Qingcheng only felt an icy chill covering his whole body!

Qingcheng opened his mouth...

Couldn't say a word!

"Tat Tat Tat..."

Step by step, Mo Wentian left the city gate.

"People from Mount Shen..."

"How arrogant!"

In the imperial city, pairs of eyes looked at Mo Wentian in awe.

"He's gone, let's go too!"

Hu Chong, chuckled lightly, and then step by step...

Go to the city gate.

"Don't ask God..."

In Diyne's eyes, traces of cold light flickered, and then his figure flashed...

Strangely, it disappeared in place.

Outside the imperial city.

"Boss, did you come out like this?"

Xiao Jiao was stunned for a moment, the arrogant Qingcheng was frightened...

I dare not say anything!

"Out……"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, from Qingcheng's performance.

It is not difficult for Mo Wentian to see that the majesty of the sacred mountain...

How terrible it is!

In this imperial city, even the peak Sword Emperor of the Elder's House...

Don't even dare to touch the sacred mountain!

"Go to Ancient War Mountain..."

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian took Xiaojiao...

Disappear.

Outside the imperial city, in a continuous mountain range.

"arrive……"

What appeared in front of Mo Wentian was a deep forest. In the deep forest, it was extremely dark.

Standing outside the deep forest, Mo Wentian seemed to feel...

A cold breath came from the deep forest!

"A place of extreme darkness..."

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, this ancient battle mountain, it turned out to be...

Extremely dark place.

No wonder it's so cold here!

"Boss, here..."

"Something weird!"

In Xiaojiao's eyes, he also became vigilant.

"eccentric……"

Mo Wentian took one step and walked towards the deep forest.

"Crack..."

A crisp sound came, and it seemed that something was broken under his feet.

Sweep away the fallen leaves covering it, pieces of dead bones...

Appeared in Mo Wentian's line of sight.

"This is……"

Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the withered arm.

On the decayed white bones...

A faint sword-shaped trace appeared, and this trace was exactly the same as Mo Wentian's Wentian Sword.

"This is……"

"Slave of the Sword Guard!"

Mo Wentian's body trembled slightly.

Thousands of years ago, disciples of the Mo family took control of Wentian Divine Kingdom, Wentian Divine Kingdom, and became the first divine kingdom among the five great divine kingdoms.

The power of the Mo family has reached its peak.

And in the Mo family.

This Shoujian Pavilion is in the Mo family...

The only organization that is only controlled by Mo Wentian!

Shoujian Pavilion has eighty-one disciples of Shoujian.

Each of these eighty-one people is a peerless Sword Emperor powerhouse.

In addition, there are thirty-six sword slaves!

These thirty-six people are all strong men at the peak of the Sword Emperor.

"The sword emperor at the pinnacle can't stand the ravages of time..."

"Thousands of years have passed, and even their dead bones have begun to rot!"

Mo Wentian clenched his fists fiercely.

The disciples of Shou Jiange are Mo Wentian, selected one by one from the Mo family.

These people are not only amazingly talented, but also...

The most loyal group of people in the Mo family.

but now……

"Human Emperor Sword Gate..."

Mo Wentian's eyes were cold and boundless, and he gently covered the branches again.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"I'm fine!"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian's eyes became indifferent again.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

...

A crisp sound came.

Under the countless branches, besides the disciples guarding the Jiange, there are some other disciples of the Mo family withered bones.

Pieces of dry bones make people desolate...