The next moment, the old man's figure flashed and transformed into an eight-armed ape. The eight-armed ape was tens of thousands of feet tall, and its eight arms were even more powerful.
The huge open mouth was even thinner and huge, especially the ferocious appearance, as if it was really going to swallow the little dragon alive.
"It turns out to be an eight-armed ape!"
"It's just a little eight-armed ape, but he dares to be so arrogant. It's really ridiculous!"
Looking at the eight-armed ape in the void, an extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Mo Wentian originally didn't know who the old man was, but now Mo Wentian knew very well that the old man was an eight-armed ape.
His cultivation was also revealed at this moment.
"Later stage of Tianzun!"
"This cultivation level is not bad!"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with gleams of light.
At this moment, Mo Wentian also had an idea in his mind. The eight-armed ape's cultivation had reached the late stage of Tianzun, and his strength must not be bad.
If he could be used as his own, this would be the best thing for Mo Wentian.
"Little Hanlong, suffer death!"
At this moment, an extremely cold voice sounded.
I saw the eight-armed ape swallowing the little dragon directly in the void.
Rolling power surged out from the eight-armed ape's body.
At this moment, the aura on the eight-armed ape quickly surged.
"die?"
"You will be the one who dies!"
His eyes suddenly shrank, looking at the eight-armed ape that was swallowing him, the little dragon didn't have the slightest fear and said coldly.
The next moment, the little dragon didn't hesitate at all. His figure flashed and he drew directly towards the eight-armed ape. The dragon's power rolled out from the little dragon's body.
"Little Hanlong, your strength is indeed pretty good, but it is impossible to block me!"
After being stunned for a moment, the eight-armed ape looked at Mo Wentian and said with a sneer on his face.
It looked like he didn't take Xiaojiao seriously at all. It seemed that in his opinion, Xiaojiao would not be his opponent at all.
"The impossible will definitely happen!"
The sound of cold drink sounded, and the figure of Xiaojiao flashed again and disappeared from the place.
When it reappeared, it appeared behind the eight-armed ape, and the dragon's tail drew directly towards the eight-armed ape's back.
"boom… "
The next moment, a violent collision sounded in the void.
Two figures collided together, and one figure flew backwards.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Xiaojiao's mouth.
In an instant, the aura on Xiao Jiao's body dropped rapidly, and Xiao Jiao's face also turned pale.
"The late stage of Tianzun is the late stage of Tianzun!"
"My strength is still too poor!"
Xiao Jiao looked at the eight-armed ape standing proudly in the void, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Xiao Jiao originally thought that he could at least compete with the eight-armed ape in front of him, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even resist one of the eight-armed ape's moves.
This was somewhat beyond Xiaojiao's expectations.
At this moment, Xiaojiao felt a little regretful.
If he had known this, he should have practiced hard and improved his cultivation strength as much as possible.
"Little Hanlong, I have already told you that you are no match for me!"
"Seeing that you still have some courage, I still need a janitor, so why don't I accept you and be my janitor!"
Looking at the little dragon, the eight-armed ape's eyes were full of ridicule.
Although Xiaojiao didn't defeat him, Xiaojiao's courage to stand up and fight with him made the eight-armed ape think highly of him.
In the heart of the eight-armed ape, an idea also arose to take down the little dragon.
But what the eight-armed monkey didn't know was that as soon as he said these words, the consequences were not something he could afford.
"Little monkey, you dare to covet my people!"
"Let Xiaojiao guard the door for you, I think you are looking for death!"
Hearing the words of the eight-armed ape, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with terrifying murderous intent.
At the same time, the aura on Mo Wentian's body also surged rapidly.
This eight-armed ape dared to covet his people. This was simply asking for death.
"court death?"
"Boy, is it just you?"
"You are only in the realm of the Emperor, and you want to kill me. I think you are dreaming!"
"If you don't wake up, let me wake you up!"
Hearing this, the murderous intent in the eyes of the eight-armed ape was terrifying and boundless.
He looked as if he was going to take action against Mo Wentian in the next moment.
"Boss, this monkey is very strong!"
"We are no match for him. I think we are still..."
At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and landed not far from Mo Wentian, saying in a deep voice.
Xiaojiao has fully felt the strength of the eight-armed ape. The strength of this eight-armed ape is terrifying!
"Xiaojiao, Huantian, you enter the Wentian Pavilion first!"
"Leave this monkey to me!"
Before Xiaojiao finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes and he said in a cold voice.
"Boss..."
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao and Huantian opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Immediately, the figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian flashed into Wentian Pavilion.
"Boy, you are about to die and yet you still care about others. I really appreciate your loyalty!"
Seeing Xiaojiao and Huantian disappear, a complex look flashed in the eyes of the eight-armed ape.
In his heart, a hint of admiration for Mo Wentian arose.
After all, in his opinion, Mo Wentian's cultivation level was the lowest among the three, but Mo Wentian asked Xiaojiao and Huantian to leave first. This courage alone was enough to impress the eight-armed ape.
"Appreciate this emperor's loyalty?"
"Monkey, this emperor will not only make you appreciate my loyalty, but also make you surrender with joy!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.
Although the eight-armed ape in front of him has reached the late stage of Tianzun, his strength is indeed very good.
Mo Wentian had never encountered a strong person in the late Tianzun stage before. The eight-armed ape in front of him, for some reason, did not show the slightest fear to Mo Wentian.
Instead, a strong premonition arose in his heart that this eight-armed ape would not be his opponent!
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian felt a sense of confidence in his heart, and the light in his eyes instantly rose.
"Boy, you are really arrogant to the extreme!"
"Let me surrender with my heart. Let alone you, a mere ant in the realm of the Emperor. Even if your cultivation level is the same as mine, you are no match for me!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the eight-armed ape actually sneered.
It looked as if he had heard some funny joke at this moment.
"Yeah?"
"But this emperor just doesn't believe in this evil!"
"Don't you want to accept the little dragon to guard the door for you?"
"Today, I will accept you as my gatekeeper!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes, and his deep voice was even more cold.