"Have you heard? The Great Elder was removed from the position of Great Elder by the Tianniu Emperor, and he became the Tianniu Emperor's dog!"
"Is it because the Great Elder did something unforgivable?"
"I heard that it was because Jiang Jun, the son of the great elder Jiang Zhengyuan, took five hundred powerful men of Heavenly King Perfection to go to the Heaven-Eating Kingdom to destroy the Heaven-Eating Kingdom. Then Jiang Jun was beheaded by the emperor of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom. !”
"As for the other five hundred powerful Heavenly Kings, some were killed, and some are still alive, but their auras have lost contact with the Tianniu tribe!"
"Young Master Jiang Jun has been beheaded by the Emperor of the Sky Devouring Kingdom. Young Master Jiang Jun is a powerful person who has reached the perfection of the Heavenly King. Even if he is in the early stage of the Emperor, he is only one step away!"
"How is this possible? The emperor of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom cannot reach the early stage of the Heavenly King. How can he kill Young Master Jiang Jun!"
…
At this moment, a series of discussions started to sound in the tea room.
"Boss, what is going on with the Jiang Zhengyuan they are talking about, the great elder of the Tianniu tribe?"
Listening to these discussions, Huantian stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, looked at Mo Wentian, and asked with surprise on his face.
"Yes, boss, what do they mean when they say that the five hundred perfect disciples of the Heavenly King have lost contact with the Tianniu tribe?"
Xiaojiao also looked at Mo Wentian and said with a twinkle in his eye.
"The five hundred heavenly kings have reached perfection, no, the four hundred and sixty-eight heavenly kings have reached perfection and have become the emperor's dogs. Of course, they cannot be related to the Tianniu tribe!"
"As for Jiang Zhengyuan, the great elder of the Tianniu Clan, if my guess is correct, he must be arrogant and domineering in the Tianniu Clan!"
"And this time his son Jiang Jun died in the Heaven-Eating Kingdom. Taking this opportunity, the Heavenly Bull Emperor must be seeking revenge!"
Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, a wicked smile spread, he glanced around and spoke in a lowered voice.
"What? Boss, those are the four hundred and sixty-eight Heavenly Kings, Consummation. Have you conquered them all?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao and Huantian couldn't help but widen their eyes. They looked at Mo Wentian and said with shock on their faces.
"It's just some ants!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and there was no movement on Mo Wentian's face at all.
"Boss, how strong are you now?"
"You have successfully conquered all the four hundred and sixty-eight heavenly kings. This is really terrifying for you!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao exclaimed again.
"You will know my strength soon!"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with an indifferent expression.
"It's getting late, it's time to send Liu Zong off!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes turned cold and he said coldly.
"Then let's go, boss, I can't wait any longer!"
Upon hearing Mo Wentian's words about killing Liu Zong, the lord of Jincheng City, Xiaojiao's face was filled with joy and he quickly spoke to urge him.
"Okay, Xiaojiao, although Liu Zong's cultivation level is not as good as that of Heavenly King Perfection, his strength cannot be underestimated!"
"It's better to be careful in everything!"
Seeing Xiao Jiao gearing up and looking like he couldn't wait any longer, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed and he said in a low voice.
According to Mo Wentian's understanding, the city lords of the first fifty cities of the Tianniu tribe were all dispatched from the three cities of Tiandixuan.
Let’s not talk about how terrifying their cultivation strength is. Just talk about their methods, which must be quite a lot.
"Boss, don't worry!"
“It’s just the little King of Heaven’s perfection!”
Hearing this, Xiaojiao curled up his lips slightly, and felt a little resentful of Mo Wentian's verbosity in his heart.
After holding it in for several days, Xiaojiao had long wanted to fight.
"No matter what level you are in, never underestimate your enemy!"
"Little Jiao, remember what I said, otherwise you will suffer a loss!"
Listening to Xiaojiao's confident words, Mo Wentian's face instantly became serious, and his voice became a bit colder.
"I understand, boss, I will remember what you said!"
Mo Wentian's voice came to his ears again. Xiaojiao couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion!"
Seeing Xiao Jiao calm down, Mo Wentian said coldly.
The next moment, Mo Wentian took a step forward and headed downstairs towards the city lord's mansion.
Seeing this, Xiaojiao and Huantian quickly followed without any hesitation.
In a moment, Mo Wentian and others appeared in front of the city lord's mansion.
In front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, there are two huge stone sculptures of beetles.
"Boss, are we going in directly, or are we?"
Looking at the two huge stone beetles at the door, Xiaojiao seemed to think of something and said in a deep voice.
"Since the entire Jincheng must be conquered, of course the bigger the noise, the better!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian understood what Xiaojiao meant.
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and an evil smile spread.
If he sneaked into the city lord's mansion and killed the city lord Liu Zong, how could this be enough to frighten the other warriors in Jin City.
If you want to conquer Jincheng, you must first shock these Jincheng disciples.
"The louder the noise, the better?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at each other, one dragon and one demon, with expressions of surprise on their faces.
"Sneaking is not my style!"
"What's more, we want to conquer Jincheng. The local people don't like to be forced to conquer, but we want them to surrender actively and sincerely!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, how are we going to make a big move now?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Huantian shook his furry head and said with confusion on his face.
"Little Jiao, start your arrogant shouting war!"
Hearing this, the curve in the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became even more intense.
Immediately, his eyes fell on the little Jiao beside him, with a slight grin on his lips and a wicked smile on his face.
“Boss, it’s best to leave this battle to me!”
Without the slightest hesitation, Xiaojiao quickly agreed.
"Hoho..."
The next moment, the figure of the little dragon flashed, standing proudly in the void.
Immediately, the figure rapidly increased. In just a few breaths, Xiaojiao's figure had already increased to the size of a hundred feet.
On the body of a hundred feet, pieces of dragon scales flashed with golden light, standing proudly in the void, with a cold and arrogant look in their eyes.
At this moment, the dragon's power surged out from Xiaojiao's body. From a distance, it looked like a peerless ancient dragon, terrifying and boundless.
"Liu Zong, give me Grandpa Xiaojiao and get out of here!"
"Get out, you old bastard, don't hide in there and be a coward!"
The clamoring sound instantly echoed throughout Jincheng.