Looking at the wanted notices one after another, Mo Tian was stunned on the spot. He held the wanted notices for five people in his hand and couldn't help himself for a long time as he looked at the portraits painted on them.
The four people who were still looking at the wanted poster didn't notice anything wrong with Mo Tian.
Looking at the picture above, Mo Tian's eyes shed tears unconsciously. He didn't know why he cried suddenly. Mo Tian's tears never fell again after he came to Shura Prison.
But at this moment, Mo Tian wanted to stop his tears but found a heartbreaking pain that made him cry silently and uncontrollably.
Tears wetted the wanted poster in Mo Tian's hand, and his pupils were filled with dark red bloodshot eyes.
Inside the body, the Shura Demon Body unconsciously occupied Mo Tian's entire Dantian, and a shackle on the Shura Demon Sword quietly fell off.
"What's going on! Mo Tian, what happened!" Looking at the Shura demon body that had shed one of its shackles, Mr. Xue asked anxiously towards Mo Tian.
"Xue Lao, why is junior brother's emotional fluctuations so violent? The Shura demon body is a little out of control!" Wu Zhan appeared next to Xue Lao and looked at the black and red figure quietly condensing in the blood-colored space, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
His eyes stared at the black and red figure that appeared, and Xue Lao's breathing became rapid.
"I don't know, this is the first time I've seen Mo Tian's emotions fluctuate so much. The Shura demon body is out of control. It must be that Mo Tian has received some kind of stimulation, but why can't I call him?" Mr. Xue
Looking anxiously at the Shura demon body appearing in front of him, he clenched his fists tightly.
With the appearance of the Shura demon body, Xue Lao himself was suppressed, let alone going out to awaken Mo Tian.
After the Shura Demon Body appeared, the Shura Demon Sword continued to tremble uncontrollably, as if it was trying to break through the shackles that bound it.
"Mo Tian! Wake up! Otherwise the Shura Demonic Body will no longer be under control!" Mr. Xue shouted hysterically at Mo Tian.
Outside, the dark red light under Mo Tian's skin disappeared and appeared, and the mark of the magic sword between Mo Tian's eyebrows also disappeared and appeared.
Silently, he put the five wanted notices into his own ring. When Mo Tian took the wanted notices, no heavenly steward appeared to stop them. It seemed that they acquiesced that Mo Tian had taken away the wanted notices belonging to the five of them.
After putting away the wanted poster, Mo Tian raised his trembling hands and slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Under the cover of his long hair, no one noticed that countless black magic lines appeared on Mo Tian's forehead, and the golden dragon sword bone also gradually changed color under the black magic lines and blood-red light.
The golden and red light flickered on Mo Tian's back, and the bones of the Shocking Dragon Sword emitted a shrill dragon roar that only Mo Tian could hear.
The long roar of the dragon made Mo Tian's ears buzz, and the spiritual world of his brain became blurred in the buzz.
In the blood-colored space, the Shura Demonic Body quietly disappeared, and the restless Shura Demonic Sword also returned to calm.
The pressure in the bloody space disappeared, and Xue Lao and Wu Zhan were able to breathe.
"Mo Tian, what's wrong with you?" Xue Laoqiang suppressed his physical discomfort and called out to Mo Tian.
"I don't know, I suddenly feel so sad." He clenched his fists tightly, and Mo Tian's helpless voice resounded in the bloody space.
With his eyes condensed, Mr. Xue lowered his head silently, walked to the side of the Shura Demon Sword and stroked the shackles that had just fallen off the Shura Demon Sword.
"So that's it, that's it, that's it!" Mr. Xue's crazy laughter sounded in the bloody space.
The black-red light on the Shura Demonic Sword quietly dimmed countless times when it touched Xue Lao.
Wu Zhan on the side looked at Xue Lao in confusion. He didn't understand what happened. He didn't know why Xue Lao suddenly laughed wildly. He didn't know why the Shura Demon Body suddenly appeared. The Shura Demon Sword that had been shining with black and red light disappeared.
Got the light.
"Xue Lao? What is going on?" Wu Zhan looked at Xue Lao with a puzzled face, his eyes full of doubts.
Caressing the Shura Demonic Sword, Old Xue forced a smile on his bitter face.
"Xiaotian, live a good life and don't forget your original intention." Mr. Xue sent a message to Mo Tian.
"After all, I'm just one..." Mo Tian said with a bitter smile.
"Isn't the Shura demon body an existence that goes against the will of heaven? Do you want to succumb to fate? Your sister, Wu Xue'er, and your master Jian Lao, the Sword Forging Sect, all of these are waiting for you
You...and that monster you raised, Xiao Mo." Mr. Xue said softly.
"How long?" Mo Tian took a deep breath to suppress the restlessness in his heart and asked with a smile.
"Ten days." Xue Laoqiang suppressed the sadness and anger in his heart and smiled.
Nodding, Mo Tian looked up at the wanted notice for the warrior on the Heavenly List hanging on the wall, and looked at the figure with a bounty of 100 high-grade spiritual stones. Mo Tian smiled slightly: "Yuanhua, number one on the Heavenly List, I really don't know.
Do we still have a chance to fight?"
"Xiaotian." Old Xue's voice sounded again in Mo Tian's sea of spirit.
After being slightly stunned, Mo Tian asked doubtfully: "Mr. Xue, do you have anything else to say?"
"If you need my help in these ten days, just say it. Even if you ask me to help you become number one on the Heavenly Ranking, it won't matter." Mr. Xue said with a faint smile.
Raising his head, Mo Tian resisted the tears from sliding down his cheeks, but his nose was extremely sore, his pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes, and the corners of his mouth were twitching constantly.
"Xue Lao, from birth to now, how much have I paid for this strength?" Mo Tian asked.
"You have come step by step. I am really proud that you have reached this point. I am really proud of you." Xue Lao said with a smile while holding back tears.
"I have watched you grow up under my watch. From the tenderness of your childhood to your current maturity, you are like my grandson. It is really amazing that you have reached this point at your current age. I am proud of you!"
"You, Mo Tian, are qualified to possess the Shura Demonic Body! Did you know? Just now, the Shura Demonic Sword forcibly broke through the seal. Now you can use the Shura Demonic Sword without reaching the level of War Infant."
"Really?" Mo Tian smiled slightly, but he couldn't see Mo Tian's true joy.
"Let's fight? He has just recovered and his strength is similar to yours. If you use the Shura Demon Sword, you can defeat or even kill him!" Xue Lao said in a cohesive voice.
Waving his hand, Mo Tian took a deep breath and said softly: "No need. I didn't expect that day to come. Let me prepare well in these ten days, no matter what the result is."
"Okay." Mr. Xue nodded and stopped talking.
Standing aside, Wu Zhan listened to the exchange between Mo Tian and Xue Lao. He had no idea what was going on, but Wu Zhan could more or less guess what was going on from Xue Lao's solemn expression.
Looking at the Shura Demonic Sword that had broken off one of its shackles, Wu Zhan remained silent.
Xue Lao is the sword spirit of the Shura Demonic Sword, but Mo Tian was forcibly broken when he reached the Battle Infant Realm to break the shackles that originally needed to be broken by his own strength.
In addition to the original consciousness of Shura Demon Sword, there is definitely the help of Mr. Xue.
In the fourth-level battle elixir realm, Mo Tian is asked to use the Shura Demonic Sword. What on earth is Mr. Xue thinking?
What exactly happened in this process made Mr. Xue let Mo Tian touch the Shura Demon Sword so early. With his current physical condition and strength, he was completely unable to use the Shura Demon Sword. If he used it, it would cost...
"Xue Lao, what exactly is junior brother going to face? Why do you want him to forcefully use the Shura Demon Sword? Don't you know the load of the Shura Demon Sword!" He shouted while looking at the silent Xue Lao Wu Zhan.
Although he respects Senior Xue Lao, Mo Tian is also his junior brother and the person his sister loves. If he dies, how should he face his sister?
Moreover, they and Mo Tian are one and the same. If Mo Tian really dies, they will not survive!
"This is the choice of Shura Demon Sword." Mr. Xue murmured.
For a moment, Wu Zhan looked at Mr. Xue in disbelief and asked, "Aren't you the sword spirit of the Shura Demon Sword? The choice of the Shura Demon Sword is your choice."
Shaking his head, Mr. Xue looked at the Shura Demon Sword and said softly: "As a divine weapon, the Shura Demon Sword has already had its own emotions. I am its sword spirit, and he is my body. The implication is that I am the soul."
, he is a body. Now, this body already has its own thoughts and feelings. This is its choice, and I can't stop it."
"Xue Lao." Wu Zhan knelt down in front of Xue Lao with a plop, and kept kowtowing to Xue Lao.
"Please help me get through this difficult time, no matter what the reason is, please!"
Watching the dance battle, muddy tears fell from Mr. Xue's eyes.
"I'll try my best..."
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and all six of Mo Tian's people had left Tiancheng.
In the remaining two days, the six Motians found a good cave and chose to settle down.
A man stood on the top of a mountain in Shura battlefield, Mo Tian looked at the Celestial City in the distance.
Today is the fifth day, and it is also the day that Bai Mu said that Tiancheng will be destroyed.
Looking at the dark clouds gathering above the Celestial City, I could see the looming figure hidden in the dark clouds.
"Senior Bai Mu!" Mo Tian said in shock.
The figure hidden in the dark clouds was none other than Bai Mu! He said that the Celestial City would be destroyed today. Mo Tian thought he wanted the heavenly stewards to do it, but he didn’t expect that the one who actually did it was Bai Mu himself!
Looking at the crowds of people pouring out of the gate of Tiancheng, Mo Tian could vaguely hear the screams coming from Tiancheng even though he was far away.
At this critical moment of life and death, how many people could escape from the Celestial City? More than a thousand heaven-level warriors escaped from such a few small exits.
Under the suppression of the dark clouds, they could not fly into the sky at all. The people who escaped from the Celestial City in the darkness did not know how many bodies of heaven-level warriors they had to step on before they squeezed out.
Purple-red lightning shuttled between the dark clouds, and five minutes later, the purple-black lightning turned into a purple-black thunder dragon and rushed towards the Tiancheng.
In an instant, the only city in the sky, Tiancheng, turned into powder. At that moment under the thunder, countless screams, cries and curses resounded throughout the world.
With a roar, the Celestial City was destroyed, and the thunder dragon turned into purple lightning and was attached to the fragments of the Celestial City.
A strong wind blew, and with the crackling sound of thunder and lightning, the fragments of the heavenly city were blown away between the sky and the earth.
The figure in the thundercloud turned to look at Mo Tian, who was on the top of the mountain in the distance, with a faint smile on his face.
Looking into Mo Tian's eyes, Bai Mu chuckled and said, "This is just the beginning, boy. There are still many difficulties to meet you."
Looking at Bai Mu, Mo Tian bowed slightly and quietly left the mountain top.
"Shura?" Seeing Mo Tian's unusual behavior, Bai Mu also looked puzzled.
Yuanhua's face was covered with black ash after he escaped from Tiancheng. He turned to look at Tiancheng who had disappeared, his eyes full of fear and apprehension.
Looking up at the thundercloud that had not dispersed, Yuanhua gritted his teeth and said, "Master of Shura Hall, Bai Mu!"