Chapter 60 Beyond the Power of the Sword God Continent

"Hiss..."

Seeing the Ice Soul Grass in Mo Wentian's hands, the eyes of the Ice Soul Jiao instantly lit up, staring at Mo Wentian, eyes full of longing!

"want to?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched into an evil smile.

If the cold pond is still there, then this Ice Pond Grass probably won't be able to have such a strong attraction to the Ice Pond Jiao.

Now that there is no cold pool, for the Ice Soul Flood Dragon who has been hungry for almost a month, the Ice Soul Grass in Mo Wentian's hands is delicious.

"Hiss..."

The Bing Po Jiao Jiao nodded in a very humane manner.

"Little guy, it's fine to want this Ice Soul Grass, but I also have one condition, that is..."

"Surrender to me!"

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly became extremely indifferent.

"Aw..."

When the Bing Po Jiao Jiao heard Mo Wentian's words, anger suddenly rose in his eyes.

Roaring angrily at Mo Wentian, the Bing Po Jiao Jiao's eyes were extremely vigilant.

"Don't surrender..."

Mo Wentian's expression instantly became indifferent.

If it's too soft, then come...

Hard!

"Black iron epee, come out for me!"

With a cold shout, a three-foot-thick epee appeared in Mo Wentian's hands. As soon as the epee was released, Mo Wentian's power instantly increased.

"Aww..."

The Bingpo Jiao roared again and again, but his body kept moving backwards.

"If you don't submit, then I will beat you until you submit..."

"Haunted and lost!"

The fighting spirit on his body soared, and Mo Wentian's body rushed towards the Bingpo Jiao like lightning.

"Aw..."

The Bingpo Jiao let out an angry roar, and a ball of cold air rushed towards Mo Wentian again.

"You still want to freeze me?"

Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, his physique had reached the early stage of the spirit body, and was already comparable to a low-grade spirit weapon.

The physique of a low-grade spiritual weapon is strong enough to stand against the sword of a sword master in the Four Elephant Realm.

Even Jian Gang couldn't break through Mo Wentian's body, not to mention the cold air, the last time it was frozen, it was because Mo Wentian was careless, and now the Bingpo Jiao still wanted to freeze him.

It is undoubtedly a fool's dream!

"I am Qingshan. The power of Qingshan can shake the ancients and make peaks. My power is the strongest power of the earth..."

Na na muttering to himself, Mo Wentian's hand was injured and his veins bulged, and he slashed directly at the Bing Po Jiao Jiao with his sword.

"boom……"

Violently shaking, the Wufeng epee fell to the ground, and the whole valley shook. Although the Ice Soul Jiao dodged the epee, the deterrent force conveyed by the epee.

But it made the Bing Po Jiao Jiao stagger around for a while.

"Hiss..."

Bing Po Jiao quickly backed away, staring at Mo Wentian with eyes full of panic.

at this moment.

The Bingpo Jiao panicked!

"Surrender, or die!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were full of cold air.

Now his cultivation has reached the second level of a swordsman, his physique is comparable to a low-grade spiritual weapon, and the power of a sword is comparable to the peak of Lijian Realm, plus his comprehension of sword intent!

Even if he is a swordsman in the Sixiang Realm, Mo Wentian dares to fight for a few rounds!

"Hiss..."

Seeing Mo Wentian attacking again, the Bing Poor Flood Dragon suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Mo Wentian.

"Well done!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes soared, and a golden sword light suddenly spread from the heavy sword.

"bump!"

There was a violent collision, Mo Wentian's body backed up three or four steps, and the whole body of the Bingpo Jiao flew upside down.

"Aww..."

A low groan came, Mo Wentian looked at the Bing Po Jiao Jiao, only to see that the Bing Po Po Jiao Jiao was full of grievances, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.

With one strike, the Ice Soul Jiao was injured!

"Little guy, you can't defeat me, surrender to me, I can let you absorb countless chills, and then you will enter the realm of a third-level monster with ease, even..."

Mo Wentian's voice paused slightly, and then he said with a face full of temptation: "You can even enter the realm of the Demon Emperor!"

"Demon Emperor?"

Bingpo Jiao's eyes lit up, but he still hesitated.

"You think I can't kill you, if you hesitate again, I'll kill you now..."

In Mo Wentian's eyes, murderous aura suddenly shot up.

At the same time, a supreme aura suddenly spread from Mo Wentian's body. At this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to become the supreme supreme against the sky.

A starry sky appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes, and there were endless mysteries in the starry sky.

The sword breaks the sky!

The first form of the Heaven Devouring Sword Art, the skill passed from Can Jian to Mo Wentian, has two parts in total.

The first part is to practice the Heaven-eating God Art, which can devour the heavenly spirit root in the body. The God Art can devour all spirits and improve the spiritual root, and at the same time, it can also devour the powerful physique of strange beasts, which is incomparably against the sky.

As for the second part, it is the Heaven Devouring Sword Technique. There are five sword techniques in total, and each style corresponds to a great realm.

Among them, the first form is Jian Po Tian.

The last time Mo Wentian used Jian Potian to block the strongest sword master of the Four Elephants Realm.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art, the mystery is boundless. I have comprehended the first form for almost two months, but now it is only a small success. I don't know what level this sword technique is!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath. He had only practiced the first form of this sword technique, but its power was already comparable to the peak of the earth-level sword technique.

If you practice all five styles, wouldn't it be...

"My sword can break everything..."

Mo Wentian's power became stronger and stronger, and the golden sword energy shone with dazzling light.

"Hiss..."

Seeing that Mo Wentian's power was getting stronger and stronger, the Bingpo Jiao suddenly hissed at Mo Wentian hastily.

"Sword breaks the sky!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a heaven-shattering divine sword rose, and when the divine sword came out, the surrounding spiritual energy ran wildly.

"Aww..."

At this moment, a trace of fear suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Bingpo Jiao, and immediately prostrated himself on the ground.

"Surrender!"

There was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes, and the aura on his body dissipated instantly.

"Aww..."

Bing Po Jiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian with fear in his eyes.

"Is he afraid of me?"

Mo Wentian paused slightly, was he intimidated by the power of the sword just now?

Grinning, Mo Wentian suddenly took a step forward, and then a drop of blood landed between the eyebrows of the Bingpo Jiao.

Bingpo Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of surprise!

"Wait a minute, it will be ready soon!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and immediately printed out his handprints one by one, and saw a golden light entering between the eyebrows of the Bingpo Jiao.

Master and servant contract!

This contract is the most common contract on the Sword God Continent, but each sword cultivator can only contract one.

Only when the previous one dies can the next one be contracted.

Once the contract is made, the monster cannot betray, unless the master dies, the monster can leave.

"Master...Master!"

A childish voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Are you the Ice Soul Flood Dragon?"

Mo Wentian was slightly taken aback, and asked in a low voice.

"Uh-huh!"

Bing Po Jiao nodded slightly, but looked at Mo Wentian's eyes, still a little frightened.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Mo Wentian asked with a frown.

"Master's sword just now contains a very terrifying power. The memory tells Xiaojiao that this power can destroy the world, and it must not collide!"

The voice of the Ice Soul Jiao rang in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Destroy the world?"

Mo Wentian frowned, the words of Bing Potian were a bit too much, although Jian Potian was strong, but definitely not...

The Ice Soul Jiao is as strong as he said!

"By the way, do you know what this power is?"

Mo Wentian asked suddenly.

"have no idea!"

Bingpo Jiao Yao Yao's head, and then said again: "But Xiao Jiao's memory tells Xiao Jiao, this power is beyond the power of Sword God Continent!"

"Beyond the Sword God Continent!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were radiant, and then he said in a deep voice, "You said that your memory tells you, do you have inherited memory?"

"Little Jiao doesn't even know if he has inherited memory!"

Bing Po Jiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian with some grievances in his eyes.

"have no idea!"

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly, this Ice Soul Jiao is really strange.

Ordinary low-grade spirit beasts don't have any memories, and those with inherited memories are at least...

Divine Beast!