"You won't let us go?"
"When will I need him to let me go? His cultivation has reached the peak of the Emperor!"
"Xiaojiao, you seem to have forgotten that your current cultivation level has already reached the late stage of the Emperor. According to your talent, your strength should have exceeded the stage of the Emperor!"
"And don't forget, Xiao Hei is a real and powerful emperor at the peak of his powers!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, an extremely cold light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes.
But the next moment, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile spread.
"Boss, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that my current cultivation level has reached the late stage of the Emperor!"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a slightly changed expression.
"Boss, the Ox King and the Beast Master are coming today. With our current strength, we really don't have to worry!"
"But now that the Divine Dragon Babel Map is about to be born, we can't fight with the Tianniu Emperor and the Beast Master at this time. This will have an impact on our fight for the Divine Dragon Babel Map!"
But at this moment, Huantian, who had not spoken for a long time, stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, and said in a deep voice.
"You are right!"
"It's really not appropriate for us to fight those two old bastards at this moment!"
Hearing this, a complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Let's go, let's go to the place where Shenlong Tongtian Tu was born!"
"If we don't leave now, those two old bastards have discussed cooperation, and I'm afraid they will catch up soon!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he said in a cold voice.
As he spoke, Mo Wentian took one step forward without the slightest meaning of the word, and Mo Wentian walked directly towards the depths of the inner realm.
"Walk!"
"Walk!"
…
Cold voices sounded one after another, and figures followed Mo Wentian up one after another.
For a moment, the figures of Mo Wentian and others disappeared from the spot.
An hour later, when Mo Wentian and others appeared again, they appeared in front of the Yi clan temple.
"Xuan Temple!"
Looking at the three eye-catching characters on the temple, Mo Wentian murmured.
"Emperor, this is the Xuan Temple, one of the three major temples in the Tianji Mountains. It is also the temple that contains the most treasures among the three major temples!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the little black snake's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"Is this the Xuan Temple, one of the three major temples?"
"The aura of this place is extremely rich, and the treasures contained in it must be extraordinary!"
Hearing what Little Black Snake said, Mo Wentian's slightly frowned brows instantly relaxed, and a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.
"Emperor, this temple is guarded by disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan. I think we should leave here quickly before the disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan discover it!"
"If they find out, we will definitely be in a lot of trouble. I know that the emperor has nothing to fear, but if it is because of this disciple of the Nether Dragon Clan that we are delayed in seizing the Dragon Sky Map, it will be more than worth the gain!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the little black snake said with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Um!"
"Sooner or later, I will come to this temple. The treasures in this temple also belong to me. It won't be too late for me to come after I capture the Divine Dragon Map!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian nodded.
"You came to Xuan Temple and you still want to leave?"
"Humans, die!"
And just when Mo Wentian and others were about to leave, an extremely deep voice came.
"Rumble..."
The next moment, violent sounds were heard, and immediately, silhouettes were seen, changing rapidly, surrounding Mo Wentian and others.
At this moment, the aura on their bodies suddenly surged.
They looked at Mo Wentian with undisguised murderous intent in their eyes.
"Emperor!"
And watching the dozens of figures appear, Youlong's figure flashed, transformed into its true form, and stood directly in front of Mo Wentian.
Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank.
"Ancestor Xuan She?"
"Ancestor Xuan Snake, you are guarding this inner valley. Have you forgotten what your master told you? How dare you come to Xuan Temple!"
"That's right, it doesn't matter if you come, you actually brought a human here. If the master finds out about this, he will kill you!"
"I saw that the little black snake didn't want to live anymore, and he actually did this when the Dragon Tower to the Sky was born!"
…
Seeing the appearance of the little black snake, dozens of disciples of the Youlong Clan were slightly startled, came to their senses, and started talking instantly.
But at this moment, they looked at the little black snake with a bit of disdain and sympathy in their eyes.
"Boss, the dragon power among these disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan is too weak!"
At this moment, the little dragon that had originally entered Wentian Pavilion flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder.
He glanced at the dozens of figures in front of him, shook his head, and said with disdain.
"The dragon power of these disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan is too weak?"
Hearing Xiaojiao's words, Mo Wentian's eyes couldn't help but fall on Xiaojiao.
At this moment, Xiaojiao's body was filled with dragon power.
The dragon power in Xiaojiao's body is indeed much stronger than the dragon power spreading out from the disciples of the Youlong Clan.
You must know that the disciples of the Youlong Clan in front of you are not weak in cultivation. The ones with the lowest cultivation are already at the middle stage of the Emperor, while those with high cultivation are not far from the peak of the Emperor.
With such cultivation, the power spreading out of them is far inferior to that of Xiaojiao.
Among the dragons, the stronger the dragon's power, the stronger his talent and the more terrifying his strength!
The dragon power in front of the little dragon is so powerful, which shows that the natural strength of the little dragon is many times stronger than those of the disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan.
"What is Xiaojiao's identity?"
Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly and said secretly in his heart.
"This dragon's power is so terrifying. This is the dragon's power that can only be exuded by the Lord of the Nether Dragon Clan!"
"Didn't Lord Youlong Emperor say that he invited a distinguished guest to come to our Youlong Clan? Could it be that the gentleman in front of me is the distinguished guest invited by the Emperor?"
"Since he is a distinguished guest, we naturally cannot keep him out of the palace. The emperor's distinguished guest is not someone we can afford to offend!"
"But this guest actually brought the little black snake and this human..."
"It doesn't matter who he brings. As long as they are the emperor's distinguished guests, the emperor must know that he brings so many people. Let's not meddle in other people's business!"
…
Feeling the terrifying power of the dragon, the disciples of the Youlong Clan instantly exploded.
At this moment, when they looked at Xiaojiao, their expressions changed instantly.