"Submit? You killed our young master, and you still want us to surrender, don't even think about it!"
"That's right. What's more, your cultivation level is not as good as the perfection of the King of Heaven. If you ask us to surrender to this dragon, we will consider it. But if you ask us to surrender to you, this is simply impossible!"
"We cannot surrender. We have sent a message to the Patriarch. I believe the Patriarch will be back soon!"
"When the patriarch comes back, it will be your death!"
…
Countless disciples of the Youlong Clan looked at Mo Wentian with fierce expressions on their faces.
However, their words are full of promises, but their bodies are very honest.
At this moment, their bodies subconsciously retreated.
"This emperor has already given you the opportunity!"
"If you don't surrender, it's my fault!"
Mo Wentian glanced coldly at the disciples of the Youlong Clan, and an extremely cold murderous intent instantly rose in his eyes.
"Little Jiao, do it!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all and hurriedly said to the little Jiao beside him.
"Okay, boss!"
"These ants can be dealt with in minutes!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao quickly agreed, and his face was even more confident at this moment.
It was as if he didn't even pay attention to these disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan in front of him.
"Hoho..."
Immediately, the little dragon's figure flashed and transformed into a thousand-foot dragon, standing proudly in the void.
The rolling dragon's power came out in a vast way, and it was extremely terrifying when viewed from a distance.
"Ants, get on your way!"
A cold voice sounded.
In the void, the little dragon's dragon tail, which was dozens of feet long, swept directly towards the disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan.
"ah… "
"No… "
"Don't kill..."
…
The moment the little dragon's tail fell, screams suddenly resounded.
The remaining disciples of the Youlong Clan were running away in a panic at this moment.
At this moment, they had already forgotten the words they just said.
Now, there is only one thought in their hearts, and that is to survive. As for other things, they are not important!
"Little Jiao, that's enough!"
Looking at the countless Youlong Clan disciples running away like crazy, Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.
"Boss, that's not enough!"
"I just took action, how can this be enough!"
"There are still so many ants that haven't been killed yet!"
Upon hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's expression dimmed instantly.
He was just about to have a good fight when Mo Wentian asked him to stop.
This is like having a very itchy foot, but just scratching it gently through the boots. How can this relieve the itching
Mo Wentian asked him to end it so quickly, so naturally he was unwilling!
"Little Jiao, I can still use these ants if I keep them. What's more, they are just some ants, so they won't be a challenge for you to fight!"
"This emperor promises you that when I seize this ghost dragon blade, I will create an opportunity for you and let you have a happy battle!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao's expression that changed instantly, grinned slightly, and coughed slightly.
"Boss, what you said is quite right!"
"These are just some ants. Even if we kill them, there will be no sense of accomplishment!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao seemed to think it made sense, and turned into a small snake, landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder, and nodded.
"Boss, this little dragon is really easy to fool!"
At this moment, a glint flashed in Huantian's eyes, and he secretly sent a message to Mo Wentian.
"This emperor is not a lie, the war is indeed not far away!"
As if he remembered something, a gleam of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
"This dragon is really terrifying!"
"One tail whipped hundreds of people to death, and they were all strong men who had reached the realm of the Emperor!"
"Even with the combined efforts of all of us, we will not be able to defeat this dragon with one move!"
"We'd better surrender!"
"I surrender, I don't want to die, I am willing to surrender!"
…
The remaining figures, looking at Xiaojiao's rapidly changing figure, were stunned in place.
After they came back to their senses, they no longer wanted to escape at this moment.
Because they know very well that they can't escape even if they want to!
"Plop..."
In just a few breaths, countless disciples of the Youlong clan knelt down to Mo Wentian.
There was nothing disrespectful in their expressions.
"Since you are willing to surrender, then take these pills!"
Mo Wentian looked at the disciples of the Youlong clan who were kneeling on the ground, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
As he said that, Mo Wentian's mind moved slightly, and countless elixirs shining with mysterious light appeared in front of everyone.
The countless pills piled up into a hill.
"What kind of elixirs are these? The power spreading from this elixir is so mysterious!"
"The power in that elixir seems to be the power of the soul!"
"The power of the divine soul? If we take the elixir infused with the power of the divine soul, then we will have to obey him in everything, and our life and death will also be in his hands!"
"After taking this elixir, what's the difference between us and becoming his dogs?"
…
Seeing the countless pills appearing, countless disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan instantly exploded.
Especially when they saw that the elixir contained the power of Mo Wentian's soul, a sense of fear instantly rose in their hearts.
What's more, at this moment, some disciples even started to resist.
"I will give you three seconds to think about it. If you don't take the elixir, you will die!"
Listening to the discussions, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank and he said coldly.
At the same time, Mo Wentian clenched his palms into fists, and above his fists, a peerless divine dragon roared crazily towards the disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan.
The fist was rolling, and the aura on Mo Wentian's body quickly surged at this moment.
It seemed that the terrifying power would burst out violently in the next moment.
"Will you die if you don't take the elixir? The aura on his body is so terrifying!"
"I think we should surrender. The young master is not his opponent, let alone us?"
"I am willing to take the pill!"
"I'm also willing to take the pill!"
…
Violent power invaded, and countless warriors felt a terrifying killing intent approaching them.
The next moment, countless warriors quickly walked towards the pile of pills, picked up one pill and drank it without hesitation.
"Boss, it seems these lives are still very important!"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a slight grin.
These disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan originally vowed to defend the Nether Dragon Clan to the death.
But now they all wanted to crawl to eat the pill that Mo Wentian had imbued with soul power. Looking at this, Mo Wentian found it a bit funny.