"Is he really that boy Mo Wentian? I heard that that boy directly rejected the Mo Wentian invited by Elder Ju Yi to become his disciple?"
"This kid is too arrogant. If it were anyone else, Elder Ju Yi, who cried for grandpa and begged grandma, would not accept him as his disciple. But I didn't expect that this kid would dare to openly refuse Elder Ju Yi's invitation!"
"Yes, this kid is still a little ant who just came from the ancient ruins in the world that is about the same size as Qitianjie!"
"I really don't know what this kid thinks. If he can be Elder Ju Yi's disciple, even if he is ranked among the top three in the world, he will give Elder Ju Yi some respect!"
"If an opportunity is lost, it will be gone. If the opportunity cannot be missed, it will not come again!"
…
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the ten people looked at each other in shock. When they came back to their senses, their eyes were filled with shock.
They never thought that the arrogant person in front of them was Mo Wentian.
You know, in recent times, Mo Wentian's name has been spread throughout most of the Celestial World, even if they don't want to know it, it is difficult.
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"You dare to refuse me as Elder Ju Yi's personal disciple. It seems that I am going to look at you with admiration!"
With a slight cough, Po Yu took a step forward again, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he said with a cold face.
At this moment, Po Yu felt even more envious.
You know, his cultivation is about to break through to the middle stage of Tianzun, and Mo Wentian is only a warrior in the middle stage of Emperor.
A big difference in realm is simply the difference between heaven and earth.
Let alone him, even if you are a warrior from any world in this world of immortals, who wouldn’t want to be Elder Ju Yi’s direct disciple? That’s a direct disciple!
If Po Yu was given this opportunity, he would agree directly without even thinking about it!
He really couldn't understand why Elder Ju Yi chose Mo Wentian to be his direct disciple!
Thinking like this, Po Yu's heart was full of doubts.
I can't explain why, but in Po Yu's heart at this moment, the rising feeling towards Mo Wentian in front of me came up again. Mo Wentian must not be simple!
Otherwise, how could Elder Ju Yi fall in love with him and accept him as his direct disciple!
"Zhizhi..."
Looking at Mo Wentian, Po Yu couldn't hide the jealous look in his eyes.
The hands hanging on both sides could not help but clenched tightly, and the joints creaked.
"You don't need to look at me with admiration, you just need to know that you can't mess with me!"
"Ant, surrender to this emperor!"
But at this moment, Mo Wentian watched Po Yu's expression change, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
After speaking, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and his soul unfolded directly.
The thousand-foot-long soul instantly enveloped Po Yu's soul.
"No, it's soul suppression!"
"How can this kid's soul be so strong!"
As Mo Wentian's soul power moved towards Po Yu to suppress it, Po Yu's expression suddenly changed drastically.
A bad premonition suddenly arose, and an aura of death enveloped him.
"Ant, your soul is only eight hundred feet long, you are no match for this emperor!"
"Submitting yourself to this emperor honestly is the right choice for you!"
Seeing Po Yu's panicked look, Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, even slightly.
"If you want me to surrender to you, dream on me!"
His eyes suddenly shrank, a cold light flashed in Po Yu's eyes, and he shouted angrily.
"Ant, I have already given you the opportunity. Since you don't want it, you can't blame me!"
"Soul suppression!"
Seeing that Po Yu was still resisting, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold and he shouted angrily.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's terrifying soul power spread directly into Po Yu's soul.
"Pfft..."
The moment Mo Wentian's soul power entered, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Po Yu's mouth.
"If you don't surrender, then you will die!"
A cold voice sounded, and the strength of Mo Wentian's soul became a little stronger.
In fact, Mo Wentian didn't really want to kill Po Yu.
When he first arrived in this world of immortals, what Mo Wentian needed most was strength, and the Po Yu in front of him was a malleable talent, so it would be useful for Mo Wentian to keep him!
But Po Yu didn't know this. He only knew that he could no longer bear the terrifying power of the soul.
His pride was completely defeated by the terrifying power of the soul at this moment.
"I… "
"I am willing to surrender!"
Suddenly, Po Yu looked at Mo Wentian and spat out a few words from his mouth, as if these words required a lot of effort.
"Plop..."
After saying that, Po Yu's knees fell directly to the ground.
"It seems you still know the truth!"
Looking at Po Yu who was kneeling on the ground, Mo Wentian's lips curved up.
"Now that you have surrendered, relax your mind!"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Po Yu and shouted coldly.
"Relax?"
Hearing the words "relax your mind", Po Yu's expression changed again.
"how?"
"Are you unwilling to let go?"
Looking at Po Yu's stunned look, Mo Wentian said with a cold expression.
"I'm willing to let go!"
"I let go!"
Po Yu's eyes were full of fear.
The power of Mo Wentian's soul that enveloped his soul was terrifying.
That terrifying soul seemed to be able to shatter his soul. He was really scared!
He was afraid that Mo Wentian would really shatter his soul and kill him!
"Slave God Seal!"
And at the moment when Po Yu's mind relaxed, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly and he shouted coldly.
Immediately, Mo Wentian produced seals one after another in his hand.
The next moment, a simple and unsophisticated word "Slave" was formed in the void.
As the word slave appeared, a vast and boundless aura spread instantly.
"become!"
With a sharp shout, the God-Slave Seal went directly towards Po Yu's eyebrows.
"ah… "
Po Yu's whole body was rolling on the ground, as if he was suffering from great pain at this moment.
"ah… "
Po Yu's eyes were full of fear, and screams resounded.
A quarter of an hour later, Po Yu's screams stopped.
The next moment, Po Yu got up from the ground and knelt down in front of Mo Wentian with great respect.
"Owner!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Po Yu's face was full of respect.
He looked like an obedient dog, not daring to show any disrespect to Mo Wentian.
"Get up!"
Mo Wentian looked extremely indifferent.
With a slight push of his hand, an upward force made Po Yu's body stand up involuntarily.
"Thank you, Master!"
Wei Wei was stunned for a while, and after coming back to his senses, Po Yu said quickly.