"What is this? The aura on this artifact is so terrifying!"
"This seems to be a shield, and the aura spreading from it is the power of protection!"
"Could this shield be the rumored shield of that man from Mo Tianjie millions of years ago?"
"That shield is extremely terrifying. I didn't expect that this shield would always be in our Tianminghai treasure house!"
"This kid actually took away this shield. Over the past million years, countless people have come to take away the shield, but they couldn't take it away. But I didn't expect that this kid actually took it away directly!"
…
Upon hearing that it was a shield, the countless disciples of Tianminghai had a flash of light in their eyes and started talking.
At this moment, a different look appeared in their eyes as they looked at Mo Wentian.
For millions of years, countless strong men have entered the Tianming Sea. They have also heard that it is for some kind of artifact, but they do not know that it is for this shield.
In order to seize this shield, countless people have died in the hands of this shield for millions of years.
"Boy, you..."
"Who are you?"
"Why can you take this shield off?"
Listening to the discussions, Long Xiangtian came back to his senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and shouted coldly.
He couldn't explain why, but Long Xiangtian always felt that Mo Wentian in front of him was not simple.
But for a moment, Long Xiangtian couldn't tell why Mo Wentian was not simple.
After all, Mo Wentian's cultivation level is only that of the Emperor's Perfection.
If we look at it purely from the perspective of cultivation, Mo Wentian couldn't be more ordinary, or even mediocre.
But even in front of this mediocre person, he had a feeling of being extraordinary.
"Why can I take this shield off?"
"Old bastard, if you can't take it away, won't this emperor be able to take it back?"
Mo Wentian looked at Long Xiangtian and did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.
He had captured the artifact, but he didn't go through many twists and turns.
In fact, Mo Wentian didn't know why, but the old man in the shield left the shield to him with great ease.
He harvested the shield with great ease. How could he tell the truth to Long Xiangtian in front of him
"Boy, you..."
Mo Wentian's words were extremely harsh in Long Xiangtian's ears.
You know, Long Xiangtian is in charge of the middle level of Tianminghai's treasure house, and he has always wanted to capture the shield.
But no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't take the shield off.
This has always been the knot in Long Xiangtian's heart.
"Old bastard, I took the shield!"
"This emperor has no time to talk nonsense with you!"
"In your world, everyone who should come has already arrived. It's time for us to make a choice!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a cold voice.
The elders of Tian Minghai have already arrived, and almost all the disciples of Tian Minghai have gathered.
Tianhu and Mo Qingqing were still in Tianminghai, and he had to resolve this matter quickly.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely cold.
"make a choice?"
"What choice to make?"
The second elder looked at Mo Wentian with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"The choice this emperor gives you is very simple!"
"Submit to this emperor or die!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with coldness and pride.
Standing proudly in the void, Mo Wentian was like a peerless king at this moment, and a king-like pressure spread from his body.
If Mo Wentian hadn't cultivated to the level of the Emperor, he would have really thought that Mo Wentian was the peerless king.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body surged rapidly.
"Surrender or die?"
"This kid is so arrogant!"
"I have never seen such an arrogant person!"
"He doesn't take us seriously at all!"
The second elder looked at Mo Wentian with murderous intent in his eyes.
At the same time, the aura on the second elder's body suddenly surged.
"Submit or die? I think this kid is just daydreaming. Several of our elders from Tian Minghai are here, and he actually said he wants us to surrender?"
"This kid really thinks highly of himself. If his cultivation has reached the realm of the Emperor of Heaven and is stronger than the elders' cultivation, that's easy to say!"
"But his cultivation level is only the Emperor's Perfection. It can't even compare with the cultivation level of any of our disciples. I really don't know where this kid got his courage!"
"I think the second elder is completely angered by this boy. The second elder will not let this boy go!"
"This kid is just looking for death!"
…
Seeing the second elder's appearance, Tian Minghai's disciples exploded.
The anger in each of them also rose instantly.
"It seems like you, old bastard, don't want this opportunity?"
But at this moment, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold, and the killing intent in his eyes instantly rose.
If the second elder doesn't surrender, he doesn't mind killing this person.
"Boy, I want to see how powerful you are!"
"How dare you speak arrogantly in front of me!"
A sharp shout sounded, and the figure of the second elder flashed and disappeared into the void.
"Boss, be careful!"
Seeing this scene, Xiaojiao's eyes sparkled with light and he said quickly.
"Just ants!"
Leng Ao's voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of contempt.
It was as if he didn't put the second elder in his eyes at all.
"die!"
The word "death" fell, and the figure of the second elder appeared in the void behind Mo Wentian.
The second elder didn't hesitate at all, and struck out directly with a palm, falling towards Mo Wentian.
"die?"
"It's not me who dies, it's you, old bastard!"
Mo Wentian grinned evilly, but the killing intent in his eyes became more and more terrifying.
"Shenlong Fist!"
The next moment, he shouted coldly and punched directly. His figure flashed, and he turned around and punched directly towards the second elder's palm.
"boom… "
There was a violent collision.
I saw a figure flying backwards in the void.
The figure flying upside down was not Mo Wentian as they expected, but the second elder.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the second elder's mouth.
"This... this is the second elder. The second elder is injured!"
"How is this possible? Why is it the second elder who flew upside down? Shouldn't it be that kid?"
"Isn't this kid's cultivation just like that of the Emperor? Why is his strength so terrifying!"
"This kid must be hiding his cultivation, otherwise he wouldn't be so strong!"
"The second elder is a powerful person with perfect Tianzun, but he is no match for this kid!"
…
Seeing the second elder flying backwards, the countless disciples of Tian Minghai started making noises.
They looked at the figure standing proudly in the void, their eyes filled with astonishment.
They couldn't explain why, but looking at the figure in the void, a bad premonition arose in their hearts.
Not only would the second elder not be their opponent, but all their elders combined would not be Mo Wentian's opponent.
"Boy, you..."
"How can you be so strong?"
Listening to the comments, the second elder wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.
Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of disbelief and he couldn't help but say.
"How can you be so strong?"
"What I just used was only one-tenth of the power!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth couldn't help but curve.
Although the second elder's cultivation has reached the realm of Tianzun perfection, he has just broken through to the realm of Tianzun perfection. His strength is far behind that of the first elder.