Chapter 439 Spiritual Consciousness

"Here, my soul can only detect ten meters. Once he gets within ten meters, it is undoubtedly harder for me to block him than to go to the sky..."

"Diyne, as expected of an emperor-level killer!"

In Mo Wentian's heart, there was boundless coldness.

There are killing intent everywhere around, even Mo Wentian's terrifying soul, at this moment, can't distinguish it...

Diyne, where will the attack come from!

This is the horror of the Seven Kills Sword Art!

"Boss..."

Xiaojiao's eyes were extremely serious.

"For a swordsman, the soul is important, but the most terrifying thing is not the soul..."

"It's the heart!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself.

At the peak of his previous life, Mo Wentian could detect within a radius of 100 meters even without using the power of his soul.

This ability is called...

Consciousness!

"Spirit, comes from the heart..."

"You need to have a certain understanding of heaven and earth to be able to inspire spiritual consciousness. In my previous life, I was inspired in battle. In this life..."

"It's still fine!"

Close your eyes, Mo Wentian's heart...

calmed down.

"Buzz..."

In the void, Xiao Xiao's killing spirit was wanton.

Seven strands of killing intent surrounded Mo Wentian, this killing intent...

It's getting more and more scary!

"he……"

"doing what?"

Not far from Mo Wentian, a figure appeared, this person...

It was Hu Chong!

In Hu Chong's eyes, there were traces of light flickering endlessly.

Facing Diyne, even he...

I dare not underestimate it, but now, Mo Wentian...

Close your eyes!

"Eight wastes..."

"Sword Domain!"

"Om..."

Waves of mysterious aura spread from Mo Wentian's body.

Around Mo Wentian, countless spiritual energy fluctuations came, and at the same time...

There is also an extremely strange force.

"This is a miasma formed by the power of extreme yin!"

"It's this demonic barrier that restricts my soul power..."

Mo Wentian's mind slowly sank.

At this moment, the figure in the deep forest seemed to disappear, and the breath on his body...

It blends perfectly with the surrounding deep forest!

"Heaven and man are one..."

"Spiritual power!"

Hu Chong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Mo Wentian...

His eyes were full of shock.

As the arrogance of Heaven's Mandate, Hu Chong certainly knows...

what does that mean!

With spiritual power from the heart, this is considered a perfect Sword Emperor...

I can't do it either!

But don't ask God...

"he……"

"terrible!"

Hu Chong took a breath, and then seemed to remember something...

A smile spread from the corner of Hu Chong's mouth.

Mo Wentian who has spiritual consciousness...

No matter how strong Diyne was, he couldn't kill him!

"Diyne..."

"This is a lesson for you!"

Muttering to himself, Hu Chong's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

"Just now that was..."

"Hu Chong's breath!"

Mo Wentian's mind and the surrounding space seemed to merge together.

One after another mysterious breath...

It came from the surroundings, even if it was a slight fluctuation!

At this moment, Mo Wentian felt it clearly!

"Heart and spiritual power..."

"Spiritual awareness, success!"

"Buzz..."

Mo Wentian suddenly opened his eyes, at this moment...

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a figure was reflected!

I saw him walking slowly towards Mo Wentian.

There was a bit of surprise in his eyes, as if he wanted to make a move, and he seemed a little afraid!

"you……"

"I lost!"

Muttering to himself, the Wentian Sword suddenly appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

"Seven kills!"

"kill……"

In the hidden void, Diyne gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent in his eyes soared.

"Have you made a move yet?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there is boundless coldness, and Mo Wentian's eyes...

As if seeing through all illusions.

A figure, holding the emperor's sword in his hand, killed himself.

"Sword breaks the sky!"

"Buzz..."

A series of sword intents rose from Mo Wentian's body.

Didn't even look at it, Mo Wentian Yijian...

Falling into the void.

"Clang..."

A crisp collision sound came, and the next moment, a figure...

Fly out directly.

"bump!"

That figure collided with a tree, and the tree broke in the middle, only the figure of Diyne...

Appears under a tree.

Diyne's eyes were full of disbelief.

"How can this be?"

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and Diyne's face turned extremely pale in an instant.

"Seven Killing Sword Intent..."

"You are far worse than him!"

Looking at Di Sha, Mo Wentian had a look of contempt in his eyes.

Ten thousand years ago, the God of Death, the number one killer among the oracles.

That is the cultivation of Seven Kills Sword Intent to the peak, and this person is still the body of Seven Kills!

But even so, this person...

Still lost in the hands of Mo Wentian.

"It's far from..."

Diyne's eyes were full of unwillingness, but he also knew...

Mo Wentian in front of him is no longer him, he can be beheaded!

"Don't ask God, next time..."

"I will definitely kill you!"

A cold air suddenly appeared in the eyes, and Diyin's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

The surroundings became silent again.

The faint killing air dissipated in the void.

"Boss, let me go..."

"No!"

Mo Wentian interrupted Xiaojiao's words, a Diyne, Mo Wentian didn't pay attention to it yet.

What's more, this deep forest is strange and boundless.

It's hard to say whether Diyne can get out alive...

"Spiritual consciousness..."

"Seventeen meters!"

Seeming to have discovered something, a smile spread from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.

at this moment!

Mo Wentian finally activated his spiritual consciousness.

With the appearance of spiritual consciousness, even an emperor-level formation cannot stop Mo Wentian...

"keep going……"

With a flash of light in his eyes, Mo Wentian took Xiaojiao...

Continue to go deep.

"Buzz..."

The moment Mo Wentian left, a phantom appeared in the place where Mo Wentian was.

"On him..."

"How can there be the breath of the emperor!"

Muttering to himself, the phantom dissipated into the void.

In the deep forest, it became silent again. In the depths of the deep forest, the terrible miasma became more and more terrifying!

"The power of the soul..."

"Completely disappeared!"

In the depths of the deep forest, the surroundings are already extremely dark, and there are big trees, and the silence is boundless!

"Boss..."

"I feel a lot of eyes, looking at me!"

Xiao Jiao couldn't help but speak.

"A lot of eyes..."

Mo Wentian looked around with his eyes.

The spiritual consciousness of seventeen meters was not blocked by the miasma.

The surrounding scenes all appear in...

Mo Wentian's eyes.

"It's so cold!"

The next moment, Xiaojiao's body trembled slightly.

Mo Wentian's body also paused slightly.

An incomparably terrifying chill invaded Mo Wentian's body from the outside world.

That cold air seemed to freeze even the soul.

"here……"

"It is already the center of the extremely dark place!"

Mo Wentian's eyes instantly became serious, and the surroundings were boundless in silence.

"bump……"

The next moment, there was a collision sound, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and his figure disappeared.

When it appeared again, Mo Wentian appeared in front of a towering tree!

"This is……"

Looking at the tree in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes...

Instantly the light soared!