Chapter 1867 The Divine Soul of 1,200 Zhang

If Yu Tianjie hadn't come to his door for trouble, he really wouldn't have asked Mo Wentian to improve his soul.

Before he is absolutely sure that this matter is good for Mo Wentian, he will not let Mo Wentian do risky things.

But the current situation does not allow him to have the slightest hesitation, after all, Mo Qingqing is in dire straits.

"Soul!"

"Break it!"

And just when the old man in the ancient book was worried, Mo Wentian suddenly opened his eyes and said angrily.

Following Mo Wentian's angry shout, the suction force in Mo Wentian's hand became more and more terrifying.

Countless blood energy and essence energy from those thirty figures poured into Mo Wentian's body.

"It seems that this kid is really going against the rules of martial arts!"

"The emperor's perfect soul will exceed a thousand feet!"

"Boy, is this good or bad for you?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's cold drink, the eyes of the old man in the ancient book became more and more complicated, and his brows were even more tightly knit.

An hour passed quickly.

"Divine soul, one thousand two hundred and fifty feet!"

"Spiritual consciousness, 125,000 kilometers!"

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, let out a breath, and stood up.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura around him was much stronger than before, but his cultivation had not broken into the realm of Heavenly Venerable.

Unable to explain why, Mo Wentian had a hunch in his heart that it would not be so easy for his cultivation base to break into the realm of Heavenly Venerable!

"Boss, your soul has surpassed a thousand feet, reached one thousand two hundred and fifty feet?"

"The spiritual consciousness has also been raised to 125,000 meters?"

Seeing Mo Wentian stand up, the figure of Xiaojiao flashed, and quickly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

Feeling the aura emanating from Mo Wentian's body, Xiao Jiao's face was full of joy.

"Um!"

"My soul and spiritual consciousness have all improved, but my cultivation is still the emperor's perfection, and I haven't even made a breakthrough in the early stage of Tianzun!"

A gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

But the next moment, thinking of his own cultivation, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly dimmed.

"Boss, although your cultivation base has not broken through to the realm of Tianzun, your soul and spiritual consciousness have also improved. With your current strength, I am afraid that even the strongest of Tianzun will not be your opponent!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's dimmed look, Huantian's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder, saying in a deep voice.

"Um!"

"Tianzun is perfect, I can't say that none of them are my opponents, I can only say that ordinary Tianzun is perfect, I have no fear!"

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

Regarding his own strength, Mo Wentian is extremely clear. Now that his soul and spiritual consciousness have been improved, and his cultivation base has been raised to the realm of Emperor's Consummation, it is really not difficult for him to defeat the ordinary Tianzun Consummation powerhouse.

But if he is a talented monster, he really doesn't have the absolute confidence to defeat him.

"Boy, don't say it's the realm of Heavenly Venerate!"

"With your soul, even some strong men in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven will not be your opponent!"

And at this moment, the old man in the ancient book looked at Mo Wentian and said in a low voice.

"Will none of the fighters in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven be my opponent?"

"Senior Ancient Book, how can the powerhouse in the Heavenly Emperor's Realm, my soul, be stronger than the powerhouse in the early days of the Heavenly Emperor?"

Hearing the old man's words in ancient books, Mo Wentian was taken aback for a moment, came back to his senses, and said subconsciously.

"Boy, from ancient times to the present, there has never been a martial artist who has not reached the realm of Heavenly Venerable, and his soul has broken through thousands of feet!"

"And now, your kid's cultivation base still hasn't broken through to the realm of Tianzun, but your kid's soul has already surpassed a thousand feet!"

The look of the old man in the ancient book suddenly became serious.

"Senior Ancient Book, then my spirit has been raised to 1,250 zhang. Is this good or bad for me?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Mo Wentian frowned slightly, looking at the old man in the ancient book, his eyes were full of doubts.

"Boy, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing if your soul surpasses a thousand feet without breaking through to the realm of Heavenly Venerable in your cultivation!"

"I can only tell you boy, be careful in everything!"

Taking a deep breath, a complex look flashed in the eyes of the old man of ancient books.

At this moment, the look of the ancient book old man became serious.

"Senior Ancient Books, this cultivation base has not reached the realm of Heavenly Venerable, and the soul exceeds a thousand feet. Even you don't know whether it is good or bad?"

After pondering for a while, Mo Wentian looked at the old man in the ancient book with his eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

When the old man in ancient books uttered these words, Mo Wentian only felt that the words were extremely familiar.

But for a while, I couldn't remember where I heard this.

"It's Senior Shenzhu!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian recalled that these words were also said by the old man of Shenzhu when his spirit had broken through thousands of feet.

"Boss, last time Senior Shenzhu said that he hoped it would be a good thing!"

"Seniors in ancient books don't know whether this is good or bad, so we still think it is a good thing!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's frowning, Huantian's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder, the corner of his mouth raised in a curved voice.

"Huantian, you are right!"

"There is no need to worry about this matter. I believe in myself, but I don't believe in fate. Fate is in the control of me, Mo Wentian!"

"This emperor said that this is a good thing, and this is a good thing for this emperor!"

Hearing Huantian's words, Mo Wentian's eyes glowed with an incomparably bright light, and his voice was even more powerful.

"Boss..."

But Xiao Jiao at the side looked at Mo Wentian like this.

In Xiaojiao's heart, she was worried. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

"Little Jiao, don't worry!"

"Senior Shenzhu said that the soul of this emperor has never been like this, so this emperor will come to be the first person in this history!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed brightly, and the corner of his mouth even raised a curve.

"Boy, even if this is not a good thing!"

"I also hope you kid, with your arrogance, can overcome it!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's determined face, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the old man of ancient books, and he said secretly in his heart.

"Boss, you have successfully upgraded your soul and spiritual knowledge!"

"It's time for us to go to Beimo Heaven, right?"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed brightly, and said in a deep voice.

"That's right!"

"Beimo Tianjie, it's time to go!"

Mo Wentian nodded, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian hurriedly followed.