"Escape from the control of the master of Tianji Mountain Range?"
"Ask the Heavenly Emperor, what else do you know?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Qingyin Saint's expression instantly became serious, and she quickly asked back.
"Saint Qingyin, don't be nervous!"
"This emperor already knows everything that should be known and shouldn't be known!"
Seeing Qingyin's expression changing instantly, the curve of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense, and his words became even more bland.
This is in sharp contrast to the voicelessness at this moment.
In fact, everything Mo Wentian said was true.
He already has a clear understanding of the situation in the Tianji Mountains and the relationship between these ancient tribes and the owners of the Tianji Mountains.
"Ask the Heavenly Emperor, what is your purpose in finding this saint?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the Qingyin Saint's expression instantly became extremely cold.
"This emperor came to you because he really wants to cooperate with you!"
"You cooperate with me, and I will help you escape from the control of the master of Tianji Mountain Range and help you gain freedom!"
"And you just need to help me win the Ghost Dragon Blade of the Ghost Dragon Clan!"
An indifferent voice sounded, but Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light.
I can't explain why, although the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range is rumored to have terrifying and boundless cultivation, he controls all the forces in the Tianji Mountain Range.
But Mo Wentian had a hunch in his heart that the owner of the Tianji Mountains must have a weakness, and the forces under his control must be able to escape their control.
"Help us escape from the control of the owner of Tianji Mountain Range?"
"Help you win the Ghost Dragon Clan's Ghost Dragon Blade?"
"Your goal is the Dragon Towering to Heaven?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Qingyin Saint's eyes flashed with light, and she asked with a serious expression.
"That's right!"
"The purpose of this emperor's coming to the Tianji Mountains is to capture the Divine Dragon's Sky Map!"
Regarding the Voiceless Saint, Mo Wentian did not hide anything and directly admitted it.
"Ask the Heavenly Emperor, your cultivation is not as good as the Heavenly King's Perfection. Even if your soul is terrifying, your overall strength is definitely not as good as mine!"
"You want to cooperate with my Kunpeng clan, but you are not qualified!"
Suddenly, as if she remembered something, the Qingyin Saint's expression turned extremely cold.
At the same time, a monk-like chill suddenly hit her body.
"not qualified?"
"Saint Qingyin, this is an opportunity given to you by this emperor. The opportunity given by this emperor is only given once. If you don't seize it, don't regret it!"
After listening to the voiceless saint's words, Mo Wentian laughed, his expression even more indifferent.
There was no fluctuation at all in those deep eyes, and no emotion could be seen at all.
"If this saint doesn't agree, what do you want?"
For some reason, although Mo Wentian's face was smiling at this time, the Qingyin Saint felt a chill coming from her back, causing her body to shrink.
"What if you don't agree?"
"Saint Qingyin, you already know very well about this emperor's soul!"
"What do you think will happen if this emperor forcibly suppresses you with his soul?"
Mo Wentian looked at the Qingyin Saint, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"What do you mean?"
The Voiceless Saint looked slightly startled.
At this moment, a bad premonition arose in Qingyin's heart.
The Mo Wentian in front of her seemed to be no longer a perfect warrior of the Heavenly King, but a peerless strong man, a man countless times stronger than her.
This figure made a trace of fear rise in her heart.
"It's because you don't agree to cooperate with me!"
"Then surrender at the feet of this emperor!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's 800-foot-long soul instantly enveloped the Qingyin Saint.
"Suppression!"
"Boom..."
Although Qingyin Saint's cultivation is only half a step away from the Emperor's perfection, what's more, what she is good at is the use of the power of the soul.
But even so, her 600-foot-long soul was still not enough to see in front of Mo Wentian.
"boom… "
Suddenly, the Qingyin Saint on the other side had no strength to resist at all, her knees softened and she knelt directly on the ground.
The next moment, with a pop, her entire body was directly suppressed to the ground.
There was blood in her mouth, and when she looked at Mo Wentian, the eyes of the Qingyin Saint were even more astonishing.
"you… "
"How come your soul power is so strong?"
The Voiceless Saint's voice trembled at this moment.
Mo Wentian's soul reached 800 feet, which she found out. She also knew in her heart that Mo Wentian's soul was stronger than hers.
But she didn't expect that Mo Wentian's soul would be so strong. She didn't even have the slightest strength to resist in front of Mo Wentian.
This was really beyond her expectation.
"This Emperor gave you the opportunity to cooperate with me, but you actually refused me!"
"Do you really think you are a loser?"
Looking at the Qingyin Saint, Mo Wentian said with an indifferent expression.
"you… "
The voiceless saint was filled with boundless anger.
Her pretty face turned even red at this moment.
At the same time, her body was struggling crazily. She wanted to break away from the shackles of Mo Wentian's soul power, but unfortunately, the body of the Qingyin Saint could not move at all.
This was something Qingyin Saint never expected, that Mo Wentian would attack her on top of her best soul attack.
Although there is only a difference of 200 feet between the 600-foot-long soul and the 800-foot-long soul, there is a huge difference in the power of the soul.
The Qingyin Saint couldn't resist Mo Wentian's eight-hundred-foot-long spirit.
"You know too many things about this emperor!"
"For those who know too much about this emperor, there are only two choices!"
"Either you surrender to me and become my servant, or you become a dead man and will never be able to speak!"
A cold voice sounded, and a terrifying cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Do you want to surrender? Or become a dead person?"
"Mo Wentian, you are too arrogant!"
"I am a saintess of the Kunpeng clan. My status in the Kunpeng clan is second only to the Kunpeng Emperor of the Kunpeng clan. If you dare to do this to me, my whole Kunpeng clan will not let you go!"
Hearing this, the body of the Qingyin Saint began to tremble.
Qingyin Saint didn't have the slightest doubt about Mo Wentian's words.
At this moment, there was even more despair in her eyes.
But the next moment, when she thought of her identity, her eyes flashed, and she used all her strength to shout coldly.