Chapter 552 Golden Valley

Ninety-nine divine swords, this is the Nine Nether Shrine!

I can't even take it out!

"When you win the god position, you must kill this kid, otherwise let this kid go out with these divine swords, and the Sword King Pavilion will definitely become the next Xuantian Sword Pool!"

Jiuchong Sword God, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Buzz..."

The ninety-nine divine swords were all put away by Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian smiled on his face.

Very full-bodied.

"Pavilion Master Mo, congratulations!"

Jiuchong Sword God smiled and congratulated Mo Wentian.

But the expression on his face was very wonderful.

As if just swallowed a mosquito.

"Hahaha……"

"Senior Jiuchong, you are being polite!"

Mo Wentian grinned, although the smile on Jiuchong Sword God's face was very fake, but Mo Wentian didn't care about it.

With these ninety-nine divine swords, the strength of the Sword King Pavilion...

It is bound to skyrocket!

"Pavilion Master Mo..."

"Congratulations!"

Prince Yuan and Mohu also congratulated Mo Wentian.

"Thank you both!"

Mo Wentian, with a smile all over his face.

In a quarter of an hour.

"Pavilion Master Mo, this place is only on the outskirts of the river of ruins, we are now..."

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the ape crown prince.

Hearing Prince Yuan's words, Jiu Chong Sword God narrowed his eyes slightly.

"keep going!"

A trace of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes!

"Walk!"

With a low shout, a group of people, continue to move forward.

Three days later.

"We've reached the Golden Valley!"

The four of them stopped suddenly, and in the distant void, ancient castles appeared one after another.

These ancient castles look very old, and the top of the castle...

There was a mysterious aura.

"Golden Valley..."

There was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes, ten thousand years ago, it was in the Golden Valley...

He was beheaded here by Li Tian and Qing Yushang!

"Pavilion Master Mo, I don't know the position of this god..."

"Where are you now?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the Nine Chong Sword God, he suddenly said with flickering eyes.

"The position of the god!"

A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, this question was also asked by Qing Yushang ten thousand years ago.

At the beginning, he didn't have any precautions, and it was precisely because of this sentence...

"The position of the god..."

"It's still far away!"

Mo Wentian's voice was slightly hoarse.

"It's far away!"

Jiuchong Sword God, his eyes flashed.

"Pavilion Master Mo, behind the Golden Valley, that is the deepest part of the river of ruins, the restrictions inside, even the sword god is a little bit afraid, could it be that this god..."

"In it?"

At this moment, the ape crown prince suddenly asked in a deep voice.

"deep……"

Mo Wentian looked into the depths of the Golden Valley with his eyes, and then said calmly.

"Let's first..."

"Through this golden valley!"

With a few words, Mo Wentian walked directly into the Golden Valley.

As Mo Wentian walked in, the mystical aura of the countless ancient castles...

Spread it!

"arrive……"

An hour later, Mo Wentian stood in front of a valley.

In the valley, an ordinary old castle stands there quietly, on the old castle...

A series of wonderful divine patterns rise up!

"Buzz..."

In Mo Wentian's dantian, the Heaven Devouring Sword...

Also trembled slightly.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword..."

"There is a sense!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes soared, and his mind entered the Heaven Devouring Sword.

Mo Wentian stood quietly in front of this valley...

A quarter of an hour, go!

Mo Wentian was still standing where he was.

Two quarters of an hour passed...

An hour!

"Pavilion Master Mo, this is..."

Jiu Chong Sword God frowned slightly.

The ape crown prince next to him also had a frightening light in his eyes, Mo Wentian was standing here...

It's been an hour!

"Buzz..."

Just when the three couldn't help but want to remind Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian suddenly opened his eyes.

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a terrifying sword intent...

Burst out!

"What a strong sword intent..."

The pupils of the three shrank slightly, especially the Jiuchong Sword God, with a cold light in their eyes.

Mo Wentian in front of him, the aura on his body is compared to his...

Not too far away!

"No……"

"thing!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes slowly dissipated, and his spiritual consciousness spread.

In this valley, there is no abnormality, only the ancient castle stands there...

"The next part of the Heaven Devouring God Art is not here..."

"Where is that?"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself.

The Heaven Devouring Art is the foundation of Mo Wentian, and the current Mo Wentian has reached the middle stage of false gods.

But want to break through the realm of the sword god...

That must be found, the lower part of the Heaven Devouring God Art!

"Pavilion Master Mo, you are..."

Jiuchong Sword God's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward.

"I'm fine!"

Mo Wentian smiled faintly, and then continued walking towards the valley.

"Buzz..."

In the valley, traces of spiritual energy circulated.

The mysterious ancient spiritual energy slowly entered Mo Wentian's body.

In Mo Wentian's body, except for the four star cores that are absorbing this aura.

The Heaven Devouring Sword is also devouring these auras!

"This is……"

At this moment, a light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

With a flash, Mo Wentian disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, Mo Wentian had already appeared in...

Next to this old castle!

"Pavilion Master Mo, be careful..."

"Pavilion Master Mo!"

...

Three exclamations came, and as Mo Wentian approached the castle, he saw this ordinary castle.

The next moment, the light suddenly exploded...

Countless divine lines rise up!

"boom……"

A terrifying aura came to suppress Mo Wentian.

"not good!"

Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes, and the divine sword appeared in his hand instantly.

With a single sword, he slashed towards Void, and Mo Wentian slashed the terrifying coercion of Void!

"bump!"

A violent collision came, and Mo Wentian's body...

Take a dozen steps back!

"What a powerful force!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, Mo Wentian's body...

The powerful anti-shock force made Mo Wentian tumbling bloody.

"Pavilion Master Mo..."

"Pavilion Master Mo!"

...

The three ape crown princes also appeared beside Mo Wentian.

"I'm fine!"

Mo Wentian's deep voice resounded in the void.

Thousands of years ago, in this ancient castle, he found the Heaven Devouring Sword.

But this time, this castle is already the same as other castles...

Anyone who gets close will attack.

"Pavilion Master Mo, these ancient castles are left over from the past, you'd better..."

"Don't come close!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the Nine Chong Sword God, he said with a solemn expression.

"Don't come near?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of light flashed across.

These ancient castles have offensive power, of course Mo Wentian knows it.

But ten thousand years ago, Mo Wentian clearly remembered that this ancient castle did not attack him...

But this time why...

"The next part of the Heaven Devouring God Art..."

"Where the hell is it?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of coldness flashed across.

Immediately, he seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian walked towards the castle again.

"Pavilion Master Mo..."

"Pavilion Master Mo..."

...

The expressions of the three of them changed again.

"Buzz..."

Mo Wentian walked slowly to the side of the castle.

On the steps in front of the castle, a dead bone lay quietly on the ground.

That dry bone, still shining on it...

A faint golden light.