"Ant, this emperor is not something you can compete with!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"King, please submit to your master!"
"Not only is the master's strength terrifying, the master's soul also reaches a height of 1,200 feet. You cannot compete with a soul of 1,200 feet!"
At this moment, Lei Yuan stood up, looked at Lei Jun, and said in a deep voice.
Although he surrendered to Mo Wentian, he was also from the Nine-clawed Thunder Leopard Clan, and he still had feelings for the Nine-clawed Thunder Leopard Clan.
He didn't want to see these disciples of the Nine-clawed Thunder Leopard die in Mo Wentian's hands.
All affairs in the Nine-clawed Thunder Leopard clan are managed by Lord Lei. As long as Lord Lei agrees to surrender, not only Lord Lei's life, but also these Nine-clawed Thunder Leopards can survive.
"What?"
"The soul reaches 1,200 feet?"
"Isn't his cultivation the level of the Emperor's perfection?"
"How can his soul reach a height of 1,200 feet?"
Listening to Lei Yuan's words, Lei Jun's eyes were full of disbelief.
You know, for ordinary warriors, only when their cultivation reaches the realm of the Emperor of Heaven, their souls will reach a thousand feet.
His cultivation had just broken through to the early stage of the Heavenly Emperor, and his soul had just reached a thousand feet.
But the Mo Wentian in front of him has only the cultivation level of the Emperor's Perfection. Mo Wentian's soul has reached a thousand feet
How could this not make Lei Jun feel shocked
"That's right!"
"King, the master's soul really reaches a height of 1,200 feet!"
"It is the most correct choice for you to surrender directly to your master!"
"Otherwise, if the master uses his soul to suppress you, the pain you will suffer will not be ordinary!"
Lei Yuan looked at Lei Jun and said seriously.
"Are you going to suffer something other than ordinary pain?"
"Soul suppression?"
"Lei Yuan, you weren't just suppressed by this kid's spirit, were you?"
Suddenly, Lei Jun seemed to remember something, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
"I surrender voluntarily!"
"I don't want to try the pain of soul suppression!"
Lei Yuan was very honest and expressed all his thoughts.
He couldn't bear the mere presence of Mo Wentian's soul enveloping him.
What's more, he couldn't bear the suppression of the soul.
At this moment, Lei Yuan was still frightened when he thought of Mo Wentian's 1,200-meter-long soul.
"Leiyuan!"
"This kid's soul really reaches a height of 1,200 feet?"
Although Lei Yuan had clearly told Mr. Lei that Mo Wentian's soul reached one thousand two hundred feet, Mr. Lei still had some doubts in his heart.
After all, Mo Wentian's cultivation level was really too low.
With such a level of cultivation, it's hard to believe that Mo Wentian's soul actually reached a height of 1,200 feet.
That is what he said, but in fact, at this moment, Lei Jun had no doubt in his heart that Mo Wentian's soul had reached 1,200 feet.
After all, there was no need for Lei Yuan to lie to him.
"real!"
"The master's soul really reaches a height of 1,200 feet!"
Lei Yuan's affirmative voice sounded again.
"Plop..."
As soon as Lei Yuan said these words, Lei Jun fell to his knees with a puff, and his expression changed even more.
His face was even more pale.
"Ant, I give you one last chance!"
"Submit to this emperor or die!"
"No, or all of you Nine-clawed Thunder Leopard clan will die!"
Seeing Lei Jun's appearance, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light and he said coldly.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body was extremely terrifying, and the boundless power was attacking towards Lord Lei.
"I… "
"I surrender!"
Lei Jun almost spent all his strength to say such a sentence.
"Wouldn't it be better to surrender early, so you can suffer less pain!"
Seeing Lei Jun agree to surrender, Mo Wentian's lips curled up slightly and he said with a hint of curvature.
"Boss, this Lord Lei surrendered like this?"
"Those words from Lei Yuan have saved you a lot of trouble!"
At this moment, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and landed in front of Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Saved a lot of trouble?"
“This really saves a lot of trouble!”
An indifferent voice sounded, and the curvature of the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth became even more intense.
"Boss, you have subdued this Lei Jun, what are you going to do with him?"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a glimmer of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"He is needed to help me in this Misty Peak!"
"He should know a lot about the situation in Piaomiao Peak!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.
Lei Jun, as the king of the Nine-clawed Thunder Leopard Clan, must understand the situation in the Piaomiao Peak.
"Boss, do you plan to conquer all the Nine-clawed Thunder Leopards?"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian with a gleam of light in his eyes.
"Um!"
Mo Wentian just hummed and nodded.
"Lei Jun, since you have surrendered, let go of your mind!"
The next moment, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.
"Relax?"
"Okay, I'll relax!"
After listening to Mo Wentian's words, Lei Jun hesitated for a while, but still agreed.
Immediately, Lei Jun relaxed his mind without any hesitation.
"boom… "
As Lei Jun relaxed his mind, Mo Wentian quickly shot countless seals into the void.
As these countless seals were played, a simple and boundless slave character was formed in the void.
"go!"
With a cold shout, the word slave fell directly towards Lei Jun's eyebrows.
"ah… "
A scream resounded instantly.
As the word slave fell towards Lei Jun's eyebrows, Lei Jun's body rolled in pain on the ground.
It looked like he was in great pain at this moment.
Lei Jun's expression became even more ferocious.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly.
Lei Jun's body got up from the ground.
"Lei Jun, meet the master!"
Lei Jun knelt down and worshiped Mo Wentian, his expression extremely respectful.
"Get up!"
An indifferent voice sounded, Mo Wentian raised his hands slightly, and Lei Jun's body stood up involuntarily.
"I surrendered, our king really surrendered!"
"Our king has already called him master so respectfully, he has truly surrendered!"
"The king has surrendered, we should surrender too!"
"If you don't surrender, with his strength, we are no match for him!"
"I am also willing to surrender to him!"
…
Seeing Lei Jun's extremely respectful look towards Mo Wentian, the remaining Nine-clawed Thunder Leopards instantly exploded.
At this moment, their bodies couldn't help but kneel down to Mo Wentian.
Originally they were doubtful about Mo Wentian's strength, but Lei Jun has already surrendered. This is the best proof of Mo Wentian's strength.
Lei Jun's cultivation has broken through to the early stage of Heavenly Emperor, and his strength is comparable to the middle stage of Heavenly Emperor.
With such strength, they are no match at all.
Thinking like this, the remaining Nine-clawed Thunder Leopards all knelt down and worshiped Mo Wentian.
Their expressions were extremely respectful.
"Boss, they are all willing to surrender!"
Looking at this scene, a flash of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Lei Yuan and Lei Jun have surrendered, they have no other choice!"
An indifferent voice sounded, but a glimmer of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
Mo Wentian's indifferent look seemed like he had known for a long time that these people would surrender.