"Master Xiaojiao, don't worry about this!"
"Our monsters or ancient tribes in the Tianji Mountains cannot leave the Tianji Mountains without the consent of the owner of the Tianji Mountains. Then you can't even go out to harm the Kingdom of Heaven Devouring God! "
At this moment, the little black snake's eyes flashed with light and he said quickly.
"Without the consent of the owner of the Tianji Mountains, why don't you want to go out of the Tianji Mountains?"
"Little Black Snake, what do you mean to say that you have been staying in the Tianji Mountains all this time, and that is actually not what you want?"
Looking at the little black snake, Xiao Jiao's eyes were full of surprise.
"Yes, the owner of this Tianji Mountain Range controls us!"
The little black snake's expression dimmed instantly.
"Xiao Hei, what will happen if you leave the Tianji Mountains?"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he asked coldly.
"die!"
"If you can't get out of the Tianji Mountains, you will be wiped out!"
The little black snake's body was trembling slightly at this moment, and his voice was even lower.
"Little Black Snake, if you surrender to this emperor, I will definitely take you out!"
Mo Wentian looked at the little black snake with firm eyes.
Since the little black snake followed Mo Wentian for some time, Mo Wentian was still very satisfied with the little black snake.
No matter what, Mo Wentian had to take this little black snake away with him.
"Thank you, Emperor!"
"But… "
Looking at Mo Wentian, the little black snake's eyes were full of gratitude.
But the next moment, the little black snake seemed to remember something, his brows furrowed, and the look on his face became even more solemn.
"But what?"
Mo Wentian looked at the instant change in the little black snake's expression and blurted out subconsciously.
"Emperor, but the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range has left a mark on our bodies, and he has also set up a barrier at the exit!"
"As long as those of us who have taken the mark go out, the barrier will exert a terrifying and boundless power. Under that power, even the powerful emperor will be killed!"
Hearing this, the little black snake said quickly without any hesitation.
Just talking about that barrier, the little black snake recalled the scene he saw ten thousand years ago, but his eyes kept flashing.
His body couldn't help but flinch a few times at this moment.
"Little Black Snake, don't worry, I said I would take you out of the Tianji Mountains, and I will definitely take you out!"
When Mo Wentian heard what Little Black Snake said, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
But the next moment, his expression became firm, and he reached out and patted the little black snake on the shoulder, saying sonorously.
"Thank you, Emperor!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the little black snake bowed deeply.
"It's getting late!"
"You consolidate and strengthen your cultivation. When the time comes, we will have plenty to do!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, a glimmer of light rose in his eyes, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said with an evil smile on his face.
"Boss, why did you invite that holy girl of the Kunpeng clan to come to our Youlong Inn at this time, and why do you want to be alone in a room with you?"
Although Mo Wentian didn't say anything originally, Xiaojiao still wanted to know what Mo Wentian thought of this holy girl of the Kunpeng clan.
"What do you think of this Young Master of the Youlong clan?"
Listening to Xiaojiao's words, the curve of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.
But Mo Wentian did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.
"The young master of the Youlong clan?"
"His talent is pretty good, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Emperor!"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and blurted out almost subconsciously.
"But boss, based on the relationship between the young master of the Youlong clan and the saint girl of the Kunpeng clan, what you do will only arouse the anger of the young master of the Youlong clan!"
"The purpose of your doing this..."
At this moment, Huantian, who had not spoken for a long time, stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, and said with a puzzled face.
"This emperor just wants to arouse the anger of Young Master Youlong!"
"Only by arousing the anger of the Young Master of the Nether Dragon and all eyes focusing on this emperor, will you have a chance to seize the Nether Dragon Blade!"
"Especially Huantian, your cultivation strength must be improved. If you want to seize this Nether Dragon Blade, you may have to transform into the Nether Dragon Emperor of the Nether Dragon clan!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.
Mo Wentian was confident about Huantian's illusion skills.
As long as Huantian's cultivation level is sufficient, then Huantian will transform into the Nether Dragon Emperor of the Nether Dragon Clan and go to seize the Nether Dragon Blade, which will certainly save a lot of trouble.
"Boss, according to my current cultivation level, I'm afraid it might be a little difficult to transform into the Ghost Dragon Emperor who is half-step to the perfection of the Emperor!"
Hearing this, Huantian's expression dimmed instantly, and he looked at Mo Wentian with a troubled expression.
"These are ten soul crystals and fifty mid-level fifth-level spiritual herbs, dragon pill grass. If you refine them all, they will definitely improve your cultivation!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's mind moved, and ten soul crystals and fifty dragon pill grasses appeared in front of Huantian instantly.
"Thank you, boss!"
Looking at these soul crystals and dragon pill grass in front of me, I really don't know what to say except thank you Huantian.
"Huantian, you first enter the Wentian Pavilion to practice, and then come out after your cultivation level breaks through!"
Looking at Huantian, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed and he said coldly.
"Okay, boss!"
After answering, Huantian entered the Wentian Pavilion without any hesitation.
And as Huantian entered Wentian Pavilion, only Mo Wentian's little dragon and little black snake were left.
Time flies by and midnight is coming soon.
"Huhuhu..."
Mo Wentian took a breath and stood up.
"It's almost time, the person who should come is coming!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and a cold gleam passed by.
"Boss, I can already feel countless auras coming towards our upper room!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao seemed to have discovered something and said with a vigilant face.
"Expected!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes at all.
It was as if he had anticipated the arrival of countless warriors.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a violent sound came, and in Mo Wentian's spiritual consciousness, a colorful sedan flew over instantly.
"Little Jiao, little Black Snake, I want to stay in this room with this holy girl of the Kunpeng clan for a while. You are all guarding the outside. If anything happens, please send a message to me immediately!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, he looked at the little dragon and the little black snake, and ordered in a cold voice.