"Are these million-year-old predecessors all like this?"
At this moment, another figure could not help but appear in Mo Wentian's mind.
This figure is the old man of Shenzhu.
"Senior Shenzhu, where have you been?"
"how are you now?"
When he thought of the old man with the divine pearl, Mo Wentian's eyes rose with an extremely complicated look, and he said secretly in his heart.
"Boy, I'm so sorry, I forgot!"
At this moment, the old man from Ancient Books smiled awkwardly.
"Senior Ancient Books, thank you for the reminder!"
Hearing the words of the old man with ancient books, Mo Wentian came back to his senses instantly, his eyes flashed, and he said sincerely.
"Boy, settle your matter quickly. You can't stay in this palace for too long. It's best for you to grab what you want and leave as soon as possible!"
The next moment, he seemed to remember something, and a flash of light flashed in the eyes of the old man with ancient books.
"Take what I want and leave?"
"Senior Gushu, do you mean there is danger in this palace?"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian had a hint of doubt in his eyes, and his expression instantly became serious.
"Boy, you will know some things!"
After pondering for a while, the voice of the old man with ancient books came slowly.
Just from the old man's voice, Mo Wentian had a hunch that things in this palace must not be simple.
Otherwise, the old man in the ancient books would not say so.
"Senior from ancient books..."
Hearing the words of the old man with ancient books, Mo Wentian opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"No matter, since Senior Ancient Book asked me to solve it quickly, then I will solve it quickly!"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with gleams of light.
The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. His figure flashed and stood proudly in the void. Looking at the eight-armed ape, a complicated look appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The old man in the ancient book said that the eight-armed ape's spirit was only eight hundred feet long, but his spirit was one thousand feet tall.
Although there is only a difference of two hundred feet, there is a huge difference in the power of the soul.
It can be said that it is easy for Mo Wentian to suppress him.
"Boy, you..."
"What do you want to do?"
Seeing Mo Wentian standing proudly in the void, a bad premonition arose in the heart of the eight-armed ape.
He couldn't explain why, but his body was trembling at this moment.
"What do you want to do?"
"If you don't surrender, I will make you surrender directly!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's body was filled with power.
At the same time, the aura on Mo Wentian's body quickly surged.
The strength of this eight-armed ape is indeed pretty good, and subduing this person will be of great help to his strength in the Heaven-Eating God Realm.
After all, his strength in the Heaven-Eating God Realm is still too low at the moment.
It would naturally be different if there was a powerful man named Bajia Yuan who was in the later stage of Tianzun. He could at least help him solve some troubles.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian secretly made up his mind.
"Just make me surrender?"
"Boy, I think you are dreaming!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the anger in the eyes of the eight-armed monkey surged, and the aura on his body also increased sharply.
He said this, but the eight-armed ape's heart was trembling at this moment.
He always felt that the Mo Wentian in front of him was not simple.
The figure of the eight-armed ape flashed, leaving an arm intact, clenching his fist and blasting towards Mo Wentian.
But deep in his eyes, a complicated look flashed.
"What do you think will happen if this emperor forcibly suppresses you with his soul?"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at the eight-armed ape, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he changed the topic.
"Forcibly suppress me with your soul?"
The eight-armed ape looked slightly startled.
At this moment, a bad premonition arose in the heart of the eight-armed monkey.
The Mo Wentian in front of him seemed to be no longer a warrior in the middle stage of the Emperor's career, but a peerless strong man, at least someone he looked up to.
This figure, at this moment, made a trace of fear rise in his heart.
"If you don't take the initiative to surrender, then you can't blame me!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's thousand-foot soul instantly enveloped the eight-armed ape.
"Soul!"
"Suppression!"
Although the eight-armed ape's cultivation has reached the late stage of Tianzun, his soul is only 800 feet. The 800-foot soul is still not enough in front of Mo Wentian.
"Rumble..."
As Mo Wentian's soul moved toward the eight-armed ape, the six arms of the eight-armed ape instantly released.
"boom… "
Suddenly, the eight-armed ape across from him didn't even have the slightest resistance. His knees softened and he knelt directly on the ground.
The next moment, with a pop, his entire body was directly suppressed to the ground.
There was blood in his mouth, and when he looked at Mo Wentian, the eyes of the eight-armed ape were even more astonished.
"you… "
"How come your soul power is so strong?"
At this moment, even the eight-armed ape's voice trembled.
Mo Wentian's soul reached a thousand feet, which was simply beyond the Eight Arms Ape's expectations.
You must know that the average warrior in the realm of the emperor, even if his cultivation has reached the realm of the emperor's perfection, his soul is only five to six hundred feet.
But the Mo Wentian in front of him could not reach the middle stage of the Emperor's cultivation, but his soul actually reached a thousand feet.
This is two hundred feet higher than his soul.
In front of Mo Wentian, his eight-hundred-foot-long spirit didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.
Mo Wentian's spirit was so strong, how could the Eight-armed Monkey not be shocked
"This emperor gave you a chance, but you didn't surrender!"
"Do you really think you are my opponent?"
Looking at the eight-armed ape, Mo Wentian said with an indifferent expression.
"Boy, you..."
It would have been better for Mo Wentian not to say these words. As soon as these words came out, Ba-Arman was filled with boundless anger, but there was a trace of fear deep in his eyes.
At the same time, the eight-armed ape's ten thousand-foot body was also struggling crazily, trying to break free from the shackles of Mo Wentian's soul power.
But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free, as if the power of the soul had locked onto him.
"In front of this emperor, you either become one of your own or you die!"
A cold voice sounded, and a cold light in Mo Wentian's eyes was so terrifying that it could almost freeze a person.
"Be one of our own? Or become a dead person?"
"Boy, you are too arrogant!"
"Do you know who I am?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the eight-armed ape's body began to tremble.