"How arrogant!"
"Die!"
His eyes suddenly shrank, and in the void, nine Mo Wentians, holding the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword, stabbed directly towards the horned beast's chest.
"ah… "
"No… "
The next moment, a scream came.
Only one real figure of Mo Wentian remained in the void, and all the clones disappeared.
Mo Wentian held the Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword and stabbed directly into the horned beast's chest, and streams of blood burst out from the horned beast's chest.
A strong smell of blood filled the air instantly.
"Boy, you..."
"How could you possibly penetrate my body with one strike of your sword?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the horned beast's eyes were full of shock.
Otherwise, he would not have believed that a small heavenly king and a perfect human being could take that seemingly ordinary sword and directly break through his body and insert it into his chest. above his chest.
How could this not shock him
"Little reptile, I have already said that you will not be my opponent!"
"You don't believe it, no wonder I am the emperor!"
Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly and he said with an evil smile.
The horned beast in front of him was not weak in strength, but Mo Wentian had the Divine Dragon Seal to suppress the horned beast's power. Coupled with his body skills and the cooperation of the Sky-Eating Divine Sword, this horned beast was no match for Mo Wentian.
"Boy, you..."
"You are really hateful!"
"I know that you came to our Nether Dragon Clan's treasure house for the cultivation resources of our Nether Dragon Clan. There is no way I will let you succeed!"
"I can tell you that these resources are all on my body. As long as you kill me, the resources will naturally come out, but you should never want to get them!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the horned beast's eyes showed terrifying murderous intent.
The figure flashed and distanced itself from Mo Wentian. On his chest, a hole the size of a bowl was extremely eye-catching.
But at this moment, the horned beast seemed to have made up his mind, and the aura on his body surged.
"Boss, what does this monster want to do?"
Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao not far away, his eyes flashed and he asked in a deep voice.
"What do you want to do?"
"This little reptile wants to blow himself up!"
"He didn't want this emperor to seize the resources of the Youlong Clan, so he actually chose to self-destruct. This kind of loyalty is pretty good!"
The curve of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense, and he lowered his voice.
It has to be said that Mo Wentian, who originally wanted to kill the horned beast directly, felt a little moved by the loyalty of the horned beast in front of him who chose to commit suicide in order to protect the artifact of the Nether Dragon Clan.
The cultivation level of this horned beast has reached the peak of the emperor. Coupled with the terrifying physique of this horned beast, the comprehensive strength of this horned beast has probably reached the level of the emperor's perfect state, which is only half a step away from the emperor's perfect strength. But it's only half a step away.
"Boss, do you want to take him in?"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light, and he subconsciously asked.
"Take him?"
"Well, that's a good idea!"
Listening to Xiaojiao's words, Mo Wentian became more and more determined.
"Little reptile, surrender to this emperor. I will not kill you!"
"Not only that, I will also help you!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at the horned beast and seemed to have discovered something. A bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Taking a step forward, Mo Wentian said coldly.
"You won't kill me, but you will help me?"
"Boy, you want to take away the cultivation resources of my Nether Dragon Clan. How could you help me without killing me? I won't believe what you say!"
The horned beast looked at Mo Wentian and sneered.
You know, Mo Wentian almost killed him with a sword just now, but now, Mo Wentian actually said that not only would he not kill him, but he would also help him, how could he believe it in his heart.
What's more, there is another idea in the horned beast's heart.
That was what he had just said, Mo Wentian wanted to kill him if he wanted the cultivation resources of the Nether Dragon Clan.
Now that Mo Wentian said this, he couldn't help but think in his heart that Mo Wentian was simply afraid that he would self-destruct, and once he self-destructed, all the artifact resources would be reduced to ashes.
Thinking like this, a cold gleam flashed in the horned beast's eyes.
"Don't believe what I say?"
"You are no match for this emperor. If I want to kill you, it will be easy for me!"
"And if I don't kill you, it's because you are still useful!"
Mo Wentian looked at the horned beast, his expression suddenly turned cold.
With the horned beast in front of him, Mo Wentian wanted to keep him to lead him to find the ghost dragon blade.
Although there is this Netherworld, its status in the Nether Dragon Clan is only so high. He can't even enter this treasure house, and the Netherworld has no idea where the Nether Dragon Blade is stored.
As for the horned beast in front of him, as the monster beast that guards the artifact in the Youlong Clan, he will definitely know something about it.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian became more and more determined in his mind.
The thought of not killing this horned beast!
"Don't kill me because I'm still useful?"
He muttered to himself, and the horned beast's eyes were full of doubts.
"This is the Guyuan Dan. If you swallow it, your injuries will recover soon!"
"If this emperor's guess is correct, although you have nine horns, you are actually the ghost dragon of this ghost dragon tribe!"
"The reason why you stay in this treasure house is because of your abnormality!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at the horned beast and said with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Boy, you..."
"How do you know?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the horned beast's eyes were filled with shock.
Mo Wentian was right, he was indeed a ghost dragon from the ghost dragon clan, and the nine horns he grew made him an outlier among the ghost dragon clan.
He was not accepted by others, so he could only arrange to guard the artifact in this treasure house.
In his heart, he has always been confused by this matter.
"This emperor knows a lot of things!"
"Not only do I know this, but I also know that every time you make a breakthrough in cultivation, you will suffer tremendous pain because of your nine horns!"
Mo Wentian grinned and said indifferently.
"You...how did you know?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the horned beast's eyes were full of astonishment.
"You don't need to know how this emperor knows!"
"Now I give you a chance to surrender to me, and I will help you solve the pain in your breakthrough process!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and a glimmer of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Help me deal with my pain?"
"this… "
Hearing this, for no apparent reason, the horned beast was shaken in its heart.