Chapter 59 Poor Ice Soul Flood Dragon

What is sword intent?

Sword intent is the sword cultivator's understanding of the way of the sword.

On the Sword God Continent, people in the Gathering Spirit Realm practice spiritual energy, Li Jian cultivates sword energy, and in the Four Elephant Realm, they practice sword intent!

If a swordsman from the Lijian Realm wants to become a swordsman from the Four Elephant Realm, he must comprehend the four-image artistic conception. This so-called artistic conception does not mean that he is the strongest once he comprehends it.

As the swordsman's cultivation became stronger and stronger, his understanding of the artistic conception became deeper and deeper.

According to the rules of kendo, sword intent is also divided into nine levels, one level is demonstration, the second level is phantom, the third level is form, and the fourth level...

After cultivating to the ninth level, the god statue enters the body, and the sword master can be combined with the god statue, turning into a four-figure beast, with boundless power!

The Mo Yizhan that Mo Wentian encountered back then was at the stage of demonstration on the first floor. In the stage of demonstration, with the help of the coercion of the four divine beasts, it could be extremely oppressive!

As for phantoms, they can be transformed into beings, possessing rudimentary spiritual intelligence, but they cannot be transformed into their own bodies.

The third layer of transformation is to transform into the body, with a claw and a roar, all are real attacks, and I don't know how many times stronger.

"The sword intent of the third level!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, the ninth-class spiritual root is really strong!

"Wentian, when you meet this person, you just admit defeat. With your talent, you will definitely surpass him. There is no need to confront him head-on now!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Tianxiao said with a smile.

"Thank you!"

Mo Wentian grinned, Mo Tianxiao was afraid that after he saw Lin Tian's strength, his sword will would be oppressed.

But a little guy with three levels of sword intent.

How could it be possible to scare Mo Wentian from him.

"When will the ranking battle start?"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian asked suddenly.

"One more month!"

Mo Tianxiao said.

"One month!"

Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then said with a smile: "For this month, you should stay at Mo's house!"

"Stay at Mo's house?"

Mo Tianxiao paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Thank you!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were slightly grateful.

Mo Tianxiao was kept here because he, Mo Wentian, wanted to leave for a while!

If he wanted to compete against the sword master of the Four Elephant Realm who was at the third level of Sword Intent, Mo Wentian's cultivation should at least reach the fifth level of Lijian Realm.

And if you want to improve your cultivation, the Dongman Mountain Range is undoubtedly the best place!

A day later, Mo Wentian left Mo's house, and in the Dongman Mountain Range, a figure crossed the outer area and the central area, and directly entered the core area!

"It would be even better if we could find a few sky-level spirit fruits!"

In the Eastern Man Mountains, Mo Wentian couldn't help but sigh.

Now his Heaven Devouring Spiritual Root is third-class, and his talent is comparable to an ordinary eighth-class Spiritual Root.

If the Heaven Devouring Spiritual Root can be raised to the fifth class, then his talent is enough to be comparable to the general tenth class Spiritual Root, and when he cultivates, it will be dozens of times stronger than it is now!

In the valley where Zhu Guo appeared at the beginning, Mo Wentian's figure appeared again.

In the valley, it was extremely calm, and even the cold pool in the center had lost the slightest chill.

"Pity!"

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly, there is too little cold air in this cold pool, Zhu Guo last time had completely exhausted the power in this cold pool.

In this valley, it is impossible for an elixir like Zhu Guo to appear again.

"Hiss..."

Just when Mo Wentian was about to leave.

A gust of icy cold air suddenly locked onto Mo Wentian.

"It's that Ice Soul Jiao!"

Mo Wentian's eyes lit up.

Ice Soul Jiao, an inferior spirit beast, is even higher than ordinary strange beasts!

"If I swallow this Ice Soul Flood Dragon, then my physique should..."

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched into an evil smile. He came to the Dongman Mountain Range this time, in fact, he came to improve his physique.

Immortal body.

He has just entered the early stage of the spiritual body, and he has the Heaven Devouring Art. If he can devour a few spirit beasts, he may be able to advance to the later stage, and his physique will be at that time!

It can forcibly resist high-grade spirit weapons.

How terrifying it is to resist a high-grade spiritual weapon!

"Hiss..."

Seeing Mo Wentian, the Bing Po Jiao Jiao also seemed to sense the danger, and he was extremely cautious in his pair of icy pupils.

"Little guy, I'm here to kill you!"

With a grin, Mo Wentian appeared next to the Ice Pond Jiao, his five fingers turned into claws, and grabbed the Ice Pond Jiao directly.

"boom……"

The Bingpo Jiao retreated quickly, and an extremely cold force struck towards Mo Wentian.

"Buzz..."

The cold air froze instantly, freezing Mo Wentian.

Seeing that Mo Wentian was frozen, Bing Po Jiao was very humanely relieved, and swam to Mo Wentian's side with a mocking expression on his face.

It seemed that he recognized that Mo Wentian was the one who took away Zhu Guo back then.

In the eyes of the Ice Soul Jiao, a hint of anger suddenly rose.

But the next moment!

"Crack!"

The ice shattered, and Mo Wentian came out from the ice.

"What a strong cold air!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath. His physique was comparable to a low-grade spiritual weapon. He thought he could handle this little guy easily, but he didn't expect the little guy's chill to be so strong.

This chill has reached the limit of a second-level monster.

"Hiss..."

The little guy saw Mo Wentian wake up and returned to the cold pool again.

But it's a pity that there is no cold air in the cold pool, and the little guy stays in the cold pool, but a little...

Poor!

"I was the one who took away your vermilion fruit last time. If I hadn't taken away the vermilion fruit, you would be able to advance to level three or even higher with three vermilion fruits!"

"Without the cold air, it will be extremely difficult for you to improve. If this is the case, then I will..."

"Accept you!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched into an evil smile, this Ice Soul Flood Dragon is definitely not an ordinary Ice Soul Flood Dragon, even if it is a low-grade spirit beast, it is impossible for it to have such a strong spirituality!

"Are you willing to surrender?"

Mo Wentian looked at the Bing Po Jiao Jiao and asked.

"Hiss..."

Hearing this, Bing Po Jiao cast a hard look at Mo Wentian, seeming very angry.

"Little guy, are you summoning monsters?"

Mo Wentian smiled calmly, in Mo Wentian's induction, several monsters were coming.

"It's really interesting to be able to control the Ice Soul Jiao of other monsters!"

He smiled lightly, and Mo Wentian didn't stop him. After a while, three monsters appeared, namely a monkey, a big snake, and a mouse!

"Hiss..."

The Bingpo Jiao let out a low growl at Mo Wentian, and the three monsters rushed towards Mo Wentian in an instant.

"Not surrender?"

"Today, I, Mo Wentian, really wants to accept you. I don't believe it. I, the majestic Sword Emperor, can't even deal with a second-level Ice Soul Jiao!"

With a chuckle, a light flashed in Mo Wentian's hand, and the black iron epee appeared.

"Strong swordsmanship!"

"boom……"

With one sword strike, the monstrous monkey was sent flying, and with two sword strikes again, the mouse and the big snake were also sent flying.

"Hiss..."

Seeing that the three monsters were being sent flying, the Bing Po Jiao Jiao immediately became impatient.

"Little guy, you don't need to summon monsters anymore. These second-level monsters are not my opponents. If you surrender to me, Mo Wentian, I can give you..."

Mo Wentian grinned slightly, then said with a smile: "Cold air!"

"chill!"

Bing Po Jiao's eyes lit up, but looking at Mo Wentian's expression, he was a little suspicious.

"you do not believe?"

Don't ask Tian Le, this Ice Soul Jiao's spirituality is enough to be comparable to a top-grade spirit beast!

"Try this!"

There was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's hand, and he threw out a piece of ice grass.

"Hiss..."

When the Ice Soul Jiao saw the Frost Grass, a disdainful expression appeared in his eyes, as if he was despising Mo Wentian.

"Forehead!"

Mo Wentian was ashamed.

But the next moment, the Ice Soul Jiao cautiously approached the Frost Grass, looked at the Frost Grass with disgust, and finally...

I enjoyed eating it very much.

"I……"

Mo Wentian's cheeks ached.

It is estimated that this Ice Soul Jiao has not absorbed the cold air for a long time, and the level of the ice grass is too low, so this scene happened!

"Hiss..."

After eating the Ice Grass, the Bingpo Jiao seemed to approve of Mo Wentian, took a few steps closer, and looked at Mo Wentian expectantly.

"Hooked!"

Mo Wentian grinned, and then a light flashed in his hand, and an earth-level spirit grass, Ice Soul Grass appeared!