"You won't let me go?"
"Qingyin, this emperor has already given you the opportunity, but you can't seize it yourself. It's no wonder that this emperor is your fault!"
Hearing what the Qingyin Saint said, Mo Wentian laughed wildly.
"Slave God Seal!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian directly made a seal.
Immediately, a word slave appeared in the void.
The word "Slave" burst out and fell towards the Qingyin Saint's eyebrows.
"What's this?"
"ah… "
"you… "
…
Above the word "Slave", a breath came from one after another. Qingyin felt that his whole mind seemed to be out of control, and he screamed in an instant.
"Qingyin, I would like to remind you not to struggle!"
"The more you struggle, the more painful you will be. Just relax your mind and let me leave the mark of your soul!"
Mo Wentian looked at the Qingyin Saint with an evil smile in his eyes.
Immediately, Mo Wentian walked aside and sat down with his legs crossed, his expression extremely indifferent.
As for everything that happened in this wing, under Mo Wentian's restriction, the outside world would not notice anything strange in this wing.
"Mo Wentian, you..."
"Why do you want me to surrender to you?"
At this moment, she seemed to have remembered something. The Qingyin Saint's eyes flashed with light, and she asked in a lowered voice.
Qingyin knew very well in her heart that she could not break free from Mo Wentian's shackles, and at this moment she had given up her resistance.
But before she was subdued by Mo Wentian, she wanted to know why Mo Wentian had to subdue her.
"You are about to become my servant, so it doesn't matter if I tell you!"
"Because you, the Voiceless Saint, can provoke conflicts among these three ancient tribes by yourself!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and an evil smile spread.
"Because I can provoke conflicts between the three ancient tribes?"
The Qingyin Saint looked at Mo Wentian with an astonishing look in her eyes.
She never thought that Mo Wentian would give such an explanation.
After all, Mo Wentian's purpose in coming to the Tianji Mountains was to seize the Divine Dragon's Sky Map.
To capture the Dragon Sky Map, you don't have to go through these three ancient clans, so it has nothing to do with the three ancient clans at all.
Thinking like this, Qingyin's face was full of doubts.
"What you want to ask, I have already told you!"
"Honestly relax your mind and surrender to this emperor!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at Qingyin Saint, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his voice was even colder.
"I… "
"I let go!"
After pondering for a while, a complex look flashed in the eyes of the Qingyin Saint, and then she said slowly.
Then, he relaxed his mind.
The word "slave" typed by Mo Wentian instantly entered the center of the Qingyin Saint's eyebrows.
"ah… "
"No… "
…
A series of screams sounded again.
A quarter of an hour later.
"Buzzing..."
In the side room, the screams stopped, and the face of the Qingyin Saint, who was in a state of embarrassment, turned even pale.
"Qingyin, meet the master!"
The next moment, the Qingyin Saint stood up from the ground and came to Mo Wentian's side.
With a pop, she knelt down beside Mo Wentian and looked at Mo Wentian. The Qingyin Saint said respectfully.
That look was completely different from the original aloof and arrogant Qingyin.
"Get up!"
Mo Wentian's faint voice sounded.
"yes!"
Qingyin quickly stood up.
"When you get out of this wing later, tell me that I am here to find you, just to find out about the situation in this mountain range!"
"As for the others, no matter what they say, don't say anything!"
Looking at Qingyin, Mo Wentian said coldly.
"Also, you look so embarrassed now, quickly tidy up and change your clothes, don't let anyone see the slightest flaw!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed and he snorted coldly.
"Yes, Emperor!"
Hearing this, Qingyin responded quickly and respectfully without any hesitation.
"Tell me about the situation in your Kunpeng clan!"
Looking at the Voiceless Saint who had almost sorted things out and whose expression was gradually recovering, Mo Wentian said with an indifferent expression.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Among my Kunpeng clan, our Emperor's cultivation is the strongest, and he has already reached the half-step of the Emperor's perfection!"
"The only ones left are the four elders. The cultivation strength of these four elders is not far different from mine!"
The Qingyin Saint took a deep breath and said respectfully.
"go on!"
Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly for a while, and he said coldly.
"yes!"
"In addition to those of us who are at the peak of the Emperor's level, our clan also has 5,000 in the Emperor's stage and 10,000 in the middle stage of the Emperor..."
Standing in front of Mo Wentian, the Qingyin Saint did not hide anything and told everything she knew about the situation in the Kunpeng clan.
"The Kunpeng clan is pretty strong!"
Taking a long breath, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light.
The strength of this ancient tribe that has existed in the Tianji Mountains for tens of thousands of years cannot be underestimated.
The Kunpeng clan, the second-ranked ancient clan, is already this strong, but the strength of the Youlong clan, the first-ranked clan, is probably even more terrifying.
"No matter what your strength is, I, the Emperor of the Dark Dragon Blade, will decide!"
"This Emperor is also going to decide on the Dragon Towering to Heaven Map!"
His eyes suddenly shrank, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.
"Qingyin, I'm afraid you didn't come to Xuan Temple this time just to meet the young master of the Nether Dragon Clan, right?"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"Replying to the emperor, you are right. I was ordered to come to the Nether Dragon Clan this time, not just to meet the young master of the Nether Dragon Clan!"
A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the Qingyin Saint, and she lowered her voice.
"Then why did you come here this time?"
Mo Wentian looked at the Qingyin Saint and asked almost subconsciously.
"Replying to the emperor, I came here this time to find out the situation in the Nether Dragon Clan!"
"Although my Kunpeng clan and the Youlong clan are both ancient clans in the Tianji Mountains and belong to the master of the Tianji Mountains, in fact, our relationship with the Youlong clan is not as good as it seems!"
"The Emperor of the Nether Dragon Clan only wants to get out by himself. He doesn't care about our life or death. He even wants to push us out as a shield!"
"This is our clan leader, asking me to come and investigate this matter!"
The Qingyin Saint's expression instantly turned cold.
At the same time, the Qingyin Saint at this moment exuded a cold chill from her body.