"Relax?"
As he muttered to himself, Xiaojiao felt a little confused, but he still relaxed his mind.
As Xiaojiao let go of his mind, Mo Wentian's soul went directly towards Xiaojiao to explore.
"A mere 1,200 feet tall soul wants to explore this seat!"
"Get out of my way!"
And at the moment when Mo Wentian's soul was being explored, a terrifying power of the soul directly shook Mo Wentian's soul away.
That cold and stern voice resounded even more.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Mo Wentian's mouth.
At this moment, Mo Wentian's face instantly turned pale.
"this… "
"Who are you?"
"Why are you in Xiaojiao's body?"
Mo Wentian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with shock on his face.
"who I am?"
"How can you know my identity?"
"Just remember, as long as I am here, no one can kill him!"
That voice was extremely cold.
But there was a bit of unconcealable determination in his voice.
"So, you are protecting the little dragon?"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian asked consciously.
But as soon as Mo Wentian said these words, there was no response from the voice.
But when Mo Wentian went to investigate again, he couldn't detect anything strange at all, as if the immense power just now didn't exist at all.
How could Mo Wentian not be shocked by this
"who are you?"
"Little Jiao has never had such power in his body before. Who are you?"
Mo Wentian's brows furrowed as he muttered to himself.
At this moment, an extremely complicated look appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
He couldn't explain why, but Mo Wentian had a strong hunch that the person in Xiaojiao's body would definitely not hurt Xiaojiao.
What's more, this person is still here to protect Xiaojiao.
After thinking this way, Mo Wentian felt relieved.
"Boss, what's wrong with you?"
At this moment, Huantian's figure appeared next to Mo Wentian.
"I'm fine!"
Mo Wentian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with an indifferent expression.
"Boss, weren't you just exploring the situation inside the little dragon?"
"Why did you get hurt suddenly?"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he stretched out his furry paws and scratched his head.
"I'm really fine!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, Huantian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Boss, what did you find in my body?"
Suddenly, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian with a glint in his eyes.
"What was detected?"
"With your strength, you can defeat this great elder!"
Mo Wentian didn't mention that power, he just said it with an indifferent expression.
From the voice just now, it was not difficult for Mo Wentian to know that the power in Xiaojiao's body, Xiaojiao did not know his identity.
In this case, he would not let Xiaojiao have another trouble.
Xiao Jiao has followed him for so long, and he knows very well that Xiao Jiao likes to fight. In this case, why not let Xiao Jiao and the Great Elder have a happy battle.
Although Xiao Jiao's cultivation level is inferior to that of the Great Elder, with Xiao Jiao's strength, it is not impossible to defeat the Great Elder.
"Boss, are you telling the truth?"
"Can I really defeat the Great Elder?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's eyes suddenly shone with an extremely bright light, and he asked quickly.
"That's right!"
"You can definitely defeat the Great Elder!"
A sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.
"Boss, thank you!"
"I will definitely not disappoint your expectations!"
Xiaojiao's eyes were full of determination.
"Um!"
Mo Wentian hummed slightly and nodded.
But deep in Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a flash of extremely complicated eyes.
At this moment, Mo Wentian was still worried about that power.
Although that power would not harm the little dragon, Mo Wentian was still a little worried.
"Little reptile, how come you are so strong?"
"Just now, I struck with all my strength, and you were evenly matched with me?"
At this moment, the Great Elder, who had come back to his senses, looked at Xiao Jiao with disbelief in his eyes.
If it hadn't been for his personal battle with Xiaojiao, he would never have believed that Xiaojiao would be his opponent with his cultivation.
What's more, he is not Xiaojiao's opponent.
He had a hunch that if he continued to fight, he would be the one who fell in the end, not Xiaojiao.
"Evenly matched? Did I hear correctly? The great elder actually said that the little reptile was just equally matched with him?"
"The Great Elder's strength is comparable to that of the Emperor of Heaven, yet he is still on a par with him?"
"The strength of this little reptile is too terrifying!"
"Didn't you see just now? The great elder suffered internal injuries, and that little reptile, after taking a pill given by that kid, all the breath in his body has been restored!"
"Yes, the aura of this little reptile has not decreased at this moment, but has actually increased!"
…
Hearing what the great elder said, the remaining elders suddenly started talking with a look of surprise in their eyes.
When they looked at the little dragon, their expressions changed.
Originally, in their opinion, Xiaojiao was no match for their great elder.
But now Xiaojiao not only fought with the Great Elder twice, but the Great Elder did not take advantage of these two moves.
"Your little Grandpa Jiao, my strength has never been measured by my cultivation!"
"Old bastard, you just use your cultivation to measure my strength, and you have already lost!"
Leng Ao's voice sounded, and Xiaojiao's eyes were full of Leng Ao Wushuang.
"Strength is not measured by cultivation?"
"A good person's strength is not measured by his cultivation!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, the elder's eyes were full of murderous intent.
If it is said that looks can kill, the little dragon at this moment has been killed by the great elder countless times.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, two hammers measuring dozens of feet appeared in the hands of the great elder.
On top of this hammer, streams of immense power burst out violently.
"Boss, what kind of artifact is this?"
Looking at the two artifacts appearing in the hands of the great elder, Huantian's eyes were filled with doubts.
"I don't know exactly what this artifact is!"
"But judging from the power spreading from this artifact, this artifact is at least a late-stage imperial-level artifact!"
A complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"A late-stage imperial-level artifact?"
"Boss, this great elder's cultivation is already only one step away from the early stage of the Heavenly Emperor, and now he still has this late-stage emperor-level artifact in his hands!"
"Will Xiaojiao still be his opponent?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a hint of worry rose in Huantian's eyes.
"Little Jiao's strength will surprise you!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and an extremely complicated look appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, a flash of light flashed in Huantian's eyes, and he opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but when he reached his lips, he swallowed the words alive.
"Boy, I didn't expect that there is such a powerful person beside you!"
"It seems I was wrong about you, kid!"
At this moment, a voice from Yitian came.
Yi Tianlai was looking at Mo Wentian at this moment, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised.
"Old bastard, some people's strength cannot be measured by their cultivation!"
"Do you know who this is?"
Mo Wentian did not directly answer Yi Tianlai's words, but raised the corner of his mouth with a slight grin and said with an evil smile.