Infinite Heroes Seat

And when the ghost king and poison **** faced Mo Wen's various calculations outside, Mo Wen's mind was not calm.

In a white sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Wen sat quietly on the projection of the Heroic Spirit Seat, watching every move outside through the huge mirror that was originally imaginary.

Looking at the deceitful faces of the poison **** and the ghost king, he made a sound originally.

"Master, I don't see that you are still a sweet pastry, people from both factions are rushing for you!"

Mo Wen leaned his cheeks, tilted his head, and said lightly: "Who told me that what I did before was too amazing, it's strange that they don't want to be coveted! After all, for everyone in the Demon Sect, power is everything, how can they have it? So much etiquette and shame?"

Originally, he gave him an angry glance, and said with an anguish: "You know the consequences and you still do that!"

Mo Wen didn't say anything about it, but when he glanced at Baguio, who was holding his body tightly in the mirror, a soft color flashed.

At first he pouted, but didn't say much, he leaned down, pressed his chin on Mo Wen's shoulder, and whispered: "A good news, a bad news, which one do you want to hear first, Master?"

"Say okay first!"

I blinked at the beginning, "Because the power has improved a lot, and the origin of this world is not conscious, the influence of the gods’ appearance in the world that has not been attacked this time has been shielded by me again, and there will be no impact on the master’s future actions in this world. Influence!"

Hearing this news, Mo Wen frowned slightly.

"What about the bad news?"

"The bad news is that because of the owner's previous actions, the barrier of the world has thickened, and the reaction to monitoring foreign objects has also increased a lot. Next time you use the Heroic Spirit Seat, the owner will probably be directly rejected, and even if the owner is here If the world is dead, we can't send any more people, of course. If the master doesn't mind me smashing the world into a mess, he can forcibly break in!"

Mo Wen sat on the **** seat and suddenly smiled.

"That is to fight back to the wall, can't you never tolerate failure again?"

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The night after three days. Lying on a bed in a civilian's house not far from Tongtian Peak, Mo Wen suddenly opened his eyes.

In the Qingyun battle that day, he was actually not injured. Although the Zhuxian Sword Array is infinitely powerful, the Heroic Spirit God Seat is far superior to it. Although the power is limited because of the need to attack the world, it is not the Zhuxian Sword Array that can contend. Yes, even if the entire Zhuxian Sword Formation was shattered, Mo Wen didn't suffer any damage even if he was killed by a thousand swords and one sword.

What really hurt Mo Wen was after that. Having opened the eyes of the root cause, he clearly saw that at the moment when the **** seat descended, a piece of the web of laws of the world was suddenly broken, and then the origin of the whole world was agitated. It's not like having self-consciousness, it's more like an instinctive reaction. All the laws have been twisted and changed, just like the dominoes, some changes that can't even be seen. For others, everything in the outside world has not changed, but for Mo Wen it is different. It feels like a fish suddenly left the water. Landed on the shore in general.

Then Mo Wen's body, which was cultivated from the Taiji Qingxuan Dao, the Great Brahma Prajna, and the True Essence of the Heavenly Book, rioted at the same time. This kind of eruption from the inside and the outside was without the slightest sign, and it was extremely fast. If Mo Wen's body was not very strong, I guess that He was about to explode and die, but even if he finally got it off. It also ended up in a coma with a serious injury.

However, the recovery ability of the heroic body is far beyond that of ordinary people. As long as there is no continuous damage such as a curse, Mo Wen has recovered 60% in three days, and the rest will only get better and faster. .

Looking at Baguio lying tiredly on him. A smile appeared on Mo Wen's face, and he gently gathered her hair with his hands, carefully picked her up, put her on the bed, and gently covered her with a quilt.

Finally, he glanced at Baguio who was sleeping deeply, but Mo Wen quietly turned and left and walked into the night.

He has another place to go.

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On Dazhu Peak, Chi Yan's flames soared into the sky, and Tian Buyi's roar also burst out together.

"You villain, dare to come back!"

Kneeling on the ground and wiping the blood on the corners of his mouth with his hand, Mo Wen stood up and looked at Tian Buyi coldly.

"For the sake of Ling'er and your many years of teaching, I will take you, but if you do it again, don't blame me for being rude, let me go now!"

Tian Buyi was so angry that he turned back and laughed, and the Chi Yan Immortal Sword burst into a dazzling brilliance.

"Niezhang, who do you think you are, come on, I want to see how you are not polite, and you have the courage to return to Qingyunmen, you are not afraid of being beheaded?"

Mo Wen sneered at this.

"Kill me? Why? Is it the Dao Xuan whose injuries have not healed yet, or the Wan Jianyi who is about to die, or the ancient sword of Zhu Xian that has been discounted by me?!"

"Do you still dare to encircle and kill me at Qingyun Gate now?"

His pupils shrank slightly, Tian Buyi's expression changed for the first time, but then he gritted his teeth and started to lift the fairy sword.

Mo Wen’s words hit Tian Buyi’s weakness, but the current Qingyun Gate can no longer afford any loss. No one wants to face the mysterious and unpredictable throne again, if it weren’t for that thing. Tian Buyi will not talk nonsense with Mo Wen.

But his temperament was extremely stubborn, but when Mo Wen said it, he meant that he was burning with jade and stone.

But Mo Wen looked at Tian Buyi, but he was completely unmoved.

Sure enough, the next moment I saw a plain hand holding Tian's palm, but Su Ru, who was standing by, pulled her husband back and shook her head slightly.

Pulling her husband, Su Ru turned her head, but Liu brows pointed at Mo Wen and screamed.

"What are you **** doing when you come back? Isn't it enough for you to harm Ling'er?"

Her eyes are reddish and her apricot eyes are wide open. If it weren't for her daughter~www.wuxiamtl.com~ or Mo Wen's strength, she would definitely rush up and look at Tian Linger, who had not been dripping in the past three days. Su Ru has never hated a person so much.

Mo Wen fell silent and did not speak for a long time.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to see her!"

In the dark night, the moonlight was extraordinarily cold, but Mo Wen's eyes showed a color like water.

Su Ru was stunned, looking at the young man with a slight bleeding from the corner of his mouth under the moonlight, suddenly he couldn't speak.

"Ling'er is in your room. Get out of me if you see it! From now on, you will never come here again!"

Pointing to a room, Su Ru suddenly yelled.

Mo Wen turned his head, looked at the familiar but unfamiliar room, nodded, opened his mouth slightly, and finally closed his mouth in vain, just looking at the shape of his mouth, it seemed to be thank you.

Looking at Mo Wen who slowly walked in, and then at his trembling wife, Tian Buyi suddenly inserted the Chi Yan sword into the ground, and sighed up to the sky, "Injustice, evil!"