"no, do not want!"
"I am willing to surrender to you!"
The next moment, the Fire Blade Spirit begged Mo Wentian for mercy.
The suppression of the power of the divine soul was so uncomfortable that the martial arts heart of the Fire Blade Spirit collapsed.
"very good!"
"Let your mind go!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and an evil smile instantly appeared.
"Okay, okay!"
"I'll let go right now!"
Saying that, the Fire Blade Spirit instantly released his spirit.
And at the moment when the Fire Blade Spirit let go of his mind, in the void, the violent and boundless word "Slave" came out violently and fell into the center of the Fire Blade Spirit's eyebrows.
"ah… "
At the moment when the word slave fell, the Fire Blade Spirit transformed directly into a little child. On the surface, the appearance of the Fire Blade Spirit looked exactly like the Blade Spirit.
The only difference is that the whole body of the Fire Blade Spirit is fiery red, while the whole body of the Blade Spirit is blue.
The fiery red body instantly rolled on the ground.
A quarter of an hour later, the fiery red body got up from the ground.
When he came to Mo Wentian's side, he knelt down on the ground with a pop.
"Meet the master!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of respect.
"Um!"
"Get up!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.
"Emperor, the Fire Blade Spirit has been subdued by you. Now you can easily capture this Nether Dragon Blade!"
At this moment, Blade Spirit's voice came.
"Can the Ghost Dragon Blade be captured?"
"It's getting late, it's time to take it and leave!"
Hearing this, a complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The next moment, Mo Wentian walked directly towards the depths of the secret room without any hesitation.
In the secret room, there was no longer any hostility or murderous aura at this moment, and there was only a rich and boundless aura.
Seeing Mo Wentian step forward, Xiaojiao and others quickly followed.
After a few breaths, everyone had reached the deepest part of the secret room.
I saw a blade shining with a strange light appearing on the deepest barrier.
"Emperor, this is the Nether Dragon Blade!"
The blade spirit looked at the ghost dragon blade in the void and said quickly.
"Um!"
Mo Wentian hummed slightly and nodded indifferently.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand to grab the ghost dragon blade.
"Boss..."
Looking at this scene, Xiaojiao's face showed some worry.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
At this moment, Mo Wentian had already snatched away the Dark Dragon Blade.
"Isn't this Ghost Dragon Blade said to be an early-stage Emperor-level artifact?"
"Why is the power emanating so weak?"
Looking at the Phantom Dragon Blade in his hand, Mo Wentian had a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Emperor, this Ghost Dragon Blade is an early-stage Emperor-level artifact. The reason why the power it exudes is so weak is because both the Fire Blade Spirit and I have come out!"
"So I asked you, Emperor, not to kill the Fire Blade Spirit. The power of this Ghost Dragon Blade mainly comes from me and the Fire Blade Spirit!"
Hearing this, Blade Spirit's eyes flashed with light and he said quickly.
"What you're saying is that actually this artifact itself is not very powerful. It's mainly because of the existence of your two artifact spirits that it's so powerful?"
After listening to Blade Spirit's words, Mo Wentian frowned slightly and asked again.
"Reporting to the emperor, according to the truth, this is the case!"
Blade Spirit's voice was full of affirmation.
"By the way, I remember, Emperor, you also have an early-stage emperor-level artifact!"
"In that imperial-level artifact of yours, that peerless divine dragon is the artifact spirit of your seal!"
The next moment, Blade Spirit seemed to remember something, and said with a flash of light in his eyes.
"The dragon is the weapon spirit?"
"It seems that I still need to investigate this matter carefully!"
After what Blade Spirit said, Mo Wentian fell into deep thought.
As for the weapon spirit in the dragon seal, Mo Wentian has never investigated it.
Mo Wentian only felt that every time the peerless dragon appeared on the dragon seal, the power of the dragon seal would skyrocket.
As for the reason, Mo Wentian did not investigate.
"Emperor, this Nether Dragon Blade is the foundation of the Nether Dragon Clan!"
"You took this Nether Dragon Blade away from its original position. I'm afraid something will change in the Nether Dragon Clan!"
Suddenly, the blade spirit's eyes flashed with light, he looked at Mo Wentian and said solemnly.
"Is there going to be a change in the Youlong Clan?"
Mo Wentian was muttering to himself, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of surprise.
"Rumble..."
"boom… "
And just when Mo Wentian finished speaking, a violent sound was heard.
"Emperor, this is not good!"
"We need to leave here quickly, this secret room may collapse soon!"
The next moment, the voice of the Blade Spirit exclaimed could be heard.
"Walk!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian gave a cold shout, took a step forward, and walked directly out of the secret room.
And just as Mo Wentian and others walked towards the secret room, the entire Youlong clan exploded in an instant.
"What's going on? I feel like the whole world is spinning!"
"I heard that if our clan's Ghost Dragon Blade is taken away, our foundation will be unstable. Could it be that someone took away our Ghost Dragon Blade?"
"I heard that the emperor of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom entered our secret room. Could it be that he took away our Ghost Dragon Blade?"
"This is impossible. Although the emperor of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom is good in strength, his cultivation is really poor. He will not be a match for the Nether Dragon Blade at all!"
"No matter who takes away the Phantom Dragon Blade, we must leave this place quickly. This place will collapse soon. If we stay here, we will simply die!"
…
In the Nether Dragon Clan, countless disciples of the Nether Dragon Clan fled frantically.
They seemed to be afraid that they would run too slow and be left here.
Suddenly, from the Xuan Temple in the inner domain, countless disciples of the Youlong Clan came out towards the central domain and even the outer domain.
At this moment, they are proud to stay in the Xuan Temple, but at this moment, they are heading towards the Central Territory and the Outer Territory, which they despise.
"What... what's going on?"
"Why are so many disciples of my Youlong Clan fleeing outside?"
And tens of thousands of feet away, on a hillside, a figure just opened his eyes and stood up, and saw such a scene.
His eyes suddenly shrank, and the figure's face was full of doubts.
"Brother Youzhan, don't you understand why such a scene happened?"
At this moment, a wave of fluctuations came in the void.
Immediately, a figure appeared in front of You Zhan.
Looking at You Zhan, the figure grinned slightly and said indifferently.