"You're right!"
"By cooperating with you, I believe in you. I still have a chance to escape from the control of the master of the Tianji Mountains, escape from being suppressed by the Nether Dragon Clan, and even get revenge while helping you conquer the Nether Dragon Clan!"
"But if I don't agree to cooperate with you, then I will have nothing!"
"Asking the Emperor of Heaven, I will believe you once, and my Kunpeng clan is willing to cooperate with you!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the Kunpeng clan leader seemed to be stimulated, and his eyes flashed, as if he had made up his mind.
"Um!"
"As long as you can figure it out!"
Seeing that the Kunpeng clan leader agreed to cooperate, the curve of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.
He took a step forward, stretched out his hand, patted Qing Zhan on the shoulder, and said indifferently.
"Please sit down, Lord Emperor Tian!"
The next moment, the Kunpeng clan leader made a gesture of invitation directly towards Mo Wentian, and also asked Mo Wentian to sit down next to the master.
"Chief Kunpeng, please!"
Seeing this, Mo Wentian said with an indifferent expression.
Mo Wentian said and sat directly on the main seat.
But seeing Mo Wentian sitting directly on the main seat, Qing Zhan's eyes were slightly stunned, and when he came to his senses, he didn't say anything, but there was a flash of light in his eyes.
The next moment, Qingzhan sat down on the chair next to the master.
"Master Wen Tian, there is no need to call me clan leader Kunpeng from now on. Just call me Qingzhan!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Qing Zhan said with a smile on his face as he looked at Mo Wentian.
"Qingzhan?"
"This is a very good name. From now on, I will replace you as the leader of the Qingzhan clan!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely indifferent.
"Master Wen Tian, you, my Kunpeng clan and the Demon Youku clan are working together to conquer this Nether Dragon clan!"
"What exactly is your purpose?"
"No matter what I think about this Youlong Clan, it won't be of much use to you, Lord Wentian Emperor!"
The next moment, Qing Zhan's eyes flashed with light and he asked in a deep voice.
"Since you have cooperated with this emperor!"
"Then it's okay for me to tell you, but before I tell you, I still have something that requires your cooperation, Chief Qingzhan!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with gleams of light.
Although Qingzhan in front of him has agreed to cooperate with him, after all, his decision to seize the Ghost Dragon Clan's Ghost Dragon Blade is very important.
Once this matter is leaked, it will directly affect his major event of seizing the Shenlong Tiantu.
Mo Wentian would not allow any mistakes in this matter.
"What needs my cooperation?"
"Ask the Emperor of Heaven and just tell me!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan said with the corners of his mouth raised.
"Let go of your mind and let me leave a divine mark on your mind!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.
"Relax?"
"Mo Wentian, are you trying to push your limits?"
"I promised to cooperate with you, but I didn't promise to surrender to you. You actually asked me to relax my mind. You are really hateful!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Qing Zhan's expression changed instantly.
The smile that had been raised just now disappeared in an instant, and was replaced only by anger on his face.
How could he not understand what it meant to relax his mind? Once he relaxed his mind and allowed Mo Wentian to leave his soul imprint, his life and death would be completely in Mo Wentian's hands.
He is the leader of the Kunpeng clan, and he is the leading being among the Kunpeng clan.
When he agreed to cooperate with Mo Wentian, he had already given up his methods. But now that Mo Wentian asked him to relax, how could he be willing to do so.
"Chief Qingzhan, it seems you are unwilling to let go of your own initiative?"
"In that case, then I will come to help you!"
The cold voice sounded again.
At the same time, without any hesitation, Mo Wentian directly unfolded the eight-hundred-foot-long soul and shrouded it towards Qing Zhan's soul.
"Boy, you..."
"How can your soul be so strong?"
As the power of Mo Wentian's soul enveloped him, Qing Zhan's eyes were filled with shock.
Although his cultivation level is not far from the half-step emperor's perfection, his soul is only six hundred and fifty feet tall.
Although the difference between the 650-foot-long soul and Mo Wentian's 800-foot-long soul is only 150 feet, the disparity in strength is huge.
As soon as Mo Wentian's soul was enveloped, his 650-foot-long soul was already a little unable to bear it.
"Qingzhan, I advise you to just let go!"
"The ending is the same, you let go first, so that you will at least suffer less pain!"
Seeing Qingzhan's strong look, Mo Wentian said with a gleam in his eyes.
And just when things were going on in this hall.
Outside the main hall, the eyes of the three figures all fell on the main door.
"Huantian, you said that the boss has been in there for so long. Is there anything going on with the boss?"
Xiaojiao looked at Huantian with a worried look on his face.
"No, the boss is right. The leader of the Kunpeng clan can't hurt him!"
Huantian looked at Xiaojiao and said with a flash of light in his eyes.
Regarding Mo Wentian's current strength, Huantian is extremely confident.
"Qingzhan, surrender!"
"If you continue to fight, your soul will be directly shattered by my soul!"
"This emperor gave you the soul mark just to be on the safe side. I promise you that as long as you help me seize the Divine Dragon Map, and I help you leave the Tianji Mountains, I will give you your freedom!"
In the main hall at this moment, Mo Wentian looked at Qing Zhan's painful struggle, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said again.
"uh-huh… "
There was a muffled groan, and traces of blood overflowed from Qing Zhan's mouth.
"You...are you telling the truth?"
He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan said with a cold face.
"You are already like this, do you think I still need to lie to you?"
Mo Wentian looked at Qing Zhan with an extremely indifferent expression.
"good!"
"Let me relax!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan's eyes flashed.
Immediately, he relaxed his mind.
"Slave God Seal!"
Seeing that Mo Wentian's mind was opened, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all and directly punched out the seals one after another.
As the seals were played one after another, a word "Slave" with an ancient aura appeared in the void.
"go!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian waved his hand, and the word slave fell directly towards Qing Zhan's eyebrows.
"ah… "
Suddenly, a scream suddenly sounded.
"This is the voice of our clan leader!"
And the moment Qingzhan's screams sounded, the voice outside the hall door was instantly heard.
"The voice of your clan leader, could it be that the boss and the clan leader of the Kunpeng clan started a war in the hall?"
Xiaojiao's expression instantly became serious.