"My physique?"
"Is it strong?"
Xiaojiao looked at Long Xiangtian in front of him, and the corners of his mouth actually raised a slight arc, but this arc contained a bit of unconcealable disdain.
"Is it strong?"
"Little reptile, you..."
It was better that Xiaojiao didn't say this. Long Xiangtian looked at Xiaojiao's indifferent expression and was about to explode with anger.
"Pfft..."
The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
The aura on his body also dropped a lot.
"What's going on? Is it true that our great elder can't defeat this dragon?"
"It's impossible. Our Great Elder's cultivation has already reached Tianzun perfection, but the cultivation of this divine dragon is only at the peak of Tianzun. Our Great Elder must be able to defeat it!"
"The great elder seems to be injured, and his aura has also dropped a lot!"
"This dragon is really hateful. He actually wants to break the state of mind of our great elder!"
"What do you mean, the Great Elder was not injured at all, but was attacked by the energy and blood of this divine dragon energy?"
…
Seeing this scene in the void, the countless Tianminghai disciples' eyes were full of astonishment, and they couldn't help but start talking.
For some reason, a bad premonition arose in their hearts at this moment.
Looking at the mighty dragon in the void, they felt a king-like pressure coming towards them, making their bodies tremble uncontrollably.
Subconsciously, their bodies moved back dozens of feet, as if they were afraid that the terrifying power of the little dragon would hurt them.
At this moment, a figure came out of Tian Minghai's treasure house.
As this figure came out, countless people's eyes looked towards this figure.
This figure is none other than Mo Wentian.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
Seeing Mo Wentian come out, Xiaojiao and Huantian's faces were filled with joy.
If the dragon body and Long Xiangtian's dragon body hadn't been twisted together, Xiao Jiao's figure would have arrived at Mo Wentian's side in a flash.
"Boundary Lord!"
After being stunned for a moment, Long You came to his senses, bowed slightly to Mo Wentian, and said with a respectful expression.
"Um!"
"Little Jiao, you come down first. I have something to discuss with the great elder of Tian Minghai!"
Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, looking at Xiao Jiao, and said calmly.
"Boss, I can handle this old bastard, just leave it to me!"
"Don't worry, I'll be able to deal with him soon!"
Upon hearing that Mo Wentian told him not to fight Long Xiangtian, Xiaojiao's expression changed instantly and he said quickly.
"Little Jiao, it's not that I won't let you fight, I just have something to discuss with the great elder of Tian Minghai!"
"After discussing the matter, it is natural that he agrees, but if he does not agree, the great elder of Tian Minghai will naturally be yours!"
Listening to Xiaojiao's words, the curve of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.
Mo Wentian was very clear about Xiaojiao's thoughts.
If there is anything Xiaojiao likes most, it has to be the battle.
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and couldn't help but shook his head.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Although Xiaojiao did not agree verbally, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and separated from Long Xiangtian.
"Who is this person? Just now I seemed to have heard our fifth elder calling him the Realm Master!"
"I heard it too. Not only that, the dragon also called him boss!"
"Who is this man? Why do they seem to respect him so much?"
"The aura on this man's body is only that of the Emperor's Perfect Realm. With such a level of cultivation, even you and I can't compare. Why do our fifth elders still call him the Realm Master?"
"Is this person hiding his cultivation? Otherwise, this dragon would listen to him so much!"
…
But at this moment, Tian Minghai's disciple, who had been stunned for a long time, came to his senses and exploded in an instant.
Their eyes were all focused on Mo Wentian at this moment.
They looked at Mo Wentian, especially when they discovered Mo Wentian's cultivation, their expressions changed instantly.
It looked like he had seen some kind of monster, with a face filled with shock.
"Boy, who are you?"
Listening to the discussions, Long Xiangtian's figure flashed, transformed into a human form, and landed not far from Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted coldly.
Although the Mo Wentian in front of him was only at the level of the Emperor's Perfection, the aura exuding from Mo Wentian gave people a feeling of being extraordinary.
At this moment, Long Xiangtian even had an intuition in his heart that the Mo Wentian in front of him must not be simple!
"who I am?"
"I am your master!"
A sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.
He Mo Wentian came here just to conquer the entire Tian Minghai.
This Long Xiangtian is the great elder of Tianminghai, and his intimidation power in Tianminghai is very good. Mo Wentian will not let this person go.
But if Long Xiangtian doesn't know what's good and doesn't surrender to him, then he won't be polite either!
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
"Did everyone hear this? This guy actually said he wanted to be my master?"
"We, the Realm Masters of Tian Ming Hai, even respect me a little, but you, an ant with the perfection of the Emperor, actually threatened to be the master of me!"
"It's really the most ridiculous thing in the world!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Long Xiangtian laughed wildly.
It looked like he had heard some funny joke and couldn't stop.
Looking at Long Xiangtian, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of disdain.
He didn't seem to take Mo Wentian seriously at all.
As early as when Mo Wentian appeared, he had explored Mo Wentian's cultivation level. When he discovered that Mo Wentian's cultivation level was only that of the Emperor's Consummation, he thought that his investigation was wrong.
But after he explored it for a while, he found that Mo Wentian's cultivation level was still at the level of the Emperor's perfection, and Long Xiangtian felt relieved.
You know, he is a strong man of Tianzun Perfection, but there is a big difference between Tianzun Perfection and Emperor Perfection.
In martial arts training, a small difference in level is already a huge difference in strength, let alone a large level.
"It's really the Emperor's Consummation. I thought I made a mistake in my detection, but I didn't expect that our great elder found out that this person's cultivation level is only at the level of the Emperor's Consummation!"
"It's really ridiculous. A boy who has perfected the emperor actually dares to come out and talk to our great elder like this, and dares to say that he wants to be our great elder's master. Isn't he afraid that our great elder is in a bad mood and directly kills him? He was torn to pieces!"
"I think this kid is relying on the presence of this dragon. Otherwise, how could he be so confident!"
"This Shenlong is not necessarily the opponent of our Great Elder. This kid is so arrogant. Our Great Elder has always been someone who is more arrogant than others. This person is probably dead today!"
"Don't underestimate this person. Even if this person doesn't hide his cultivation, his strength must not be weak!"
…
Seeing Long Xiangtian laughing wildly, most of the countless Tian Minghai disciples also sneered.
After all, the cultivation level of Mo Wentian in front of him was really too low.
They didn't talk big words. Emperor Mo Wentian's perfect cultivation level was really not even comparable to them.
Among them, the disciples with the lowest cultivation level in Tianminghai are already in the early stage of Tianzun.
But what they don't know is that some people's strength has never been measured by their cultivation.
These people are the geniuses, and Mo Wentian is the genius among them!