"Boy, remember what you said earlier!"
"If you want to fight nine with one, they can't take action!"
Seeing Xiaojiao and Huantian's faces full of fighting spirit, one of the disciples from Qingtian Realm stood up and said with a cold face.
As he said this, the disciple's body began to tremble.
It looked like he was afraid of something at this moment.
This disciple was really scared. He said this because he was worried that Xiaojiao and Huantian would take action.
With just one Mo Wentian, they were already overwhelmed. If Xiaojiao and Huantian took action, they would have no way to survive.
Thinking like this, even if it means losing his face in Qingtian Realm, he still has to speak out.
After all, life is the most important thing. If life is gone, what's the use of saving face
"Boss, these people are really shameless!"
"Your cultivation level is at the early stage of Tianzun. Even if they fight you, they still can't let us help!"
"This Qingtian Realm seems so shameless!"
Hearing this, a flash of anger instantly rose in Xiaojiao's heart.
"Xiaojiao, they are shameless and we can't control them!"
"But I can control their lives!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao's angry face, and a complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Boy, don't be arrogant!"
"Just answer my questions!"
The disciples of Qingtian Realm looked at Mo Wentian's delay in responding, as if they were afraid that Mo Wentian would not agree, and asked again.
"Ant, I keep my word, there is no need to worry!"
"Actually, you don't have to worry about them taking action at all, because they don't need to take action to kill you!"
"The person who was killed by this emperor just now is your fate. If you regret it now, I can consider giving you a chance!"
Hearing the words of the Qingtian Realm disciple, Mo Wentian's lips curled up into an evil smile.
Mo Wentian had full confidence in killing these eight people.
"Boy, your words are enough!"
"kill!"
Seeing Mo Wentian agreeing, a terrifying murderous intention rose in the man's eyes.
A word "kill" fell, and eight figures disappeared into the void.
Watching the figures of the eight people disappear.
A flicker of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
"If you want to play tricks with me, you are too young!"
As he muttered to himself, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, nine figures of Mo Wentian appeared in the void.
The aura on Mo Wentian's body was exactly the same, and every one of Mo Wentian's cultivation levels was only at the early stage of Tianzun.
Seeing these nine identical figures of Mo Wentian appear, their eyes were filled with astonishment.
"This... why are there nine figures of that boy here?"
"What movement technique is this kid using? It's very weird!"
"Isn't this the rumored clone technique? This kid's clone technique is so powerful that you can't even tell which one is his real body and which one is his clone!"
"This kid is simply a monster. A mere ant in the early stage of Tianzun is actually so terrifying!"
"We can't take it lightly, we must kill this kid!"
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Looking at the nine Mo Wentians appearing in the void, their eyes were filled with astonishment.
There was only one thought in their minds at the moment, and that was to kill Mo Wentian quickly.
They had a strong feeling in their hearts that if they stayed with Mo Wentian for a while, they would be in danger.
The best choice is to kill Mo Wentian.
"Rumble..."
Thinking like this, the aura on their bodies quickly surged.
The next moment, eight figures headed directly towards the nine Mo Wentian in the void to kill them.
"You are no match for this emperor!"
"There are nine emperors now. Could you be my opponent?"
Seeing the eight people heading towards him to kill him, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, a wave of void came.
Immediately, a figure appeared in Wentian Pavilion.
"Boy, don't kill all eight of them!"
"The cultivation of these eight people have all reached the realm of Heavenly Emperor. Although some are only in the early stage of Heavenly Emperor, they are still good for you, kid!"
The expression of the old man with ancient books was extremely serious.
"Senior Gushu, do you want me to subdue all these disciples from the Qingtian Realm?"
Hearing the words of the old man from the ancient book, Mo Wentian's eyes shone with an incomparably bright light.
"That's right!"
"Boy, sooner or later the Heaven-Devouring God Realm you established will appear in the public view of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and the sooner it appears, the better."
"Now is the time when your Heaven-Eating God Realm needs strength. Although this Qingtian Realm is not a very strong world among the Celestial Immortal Realm, it is still pretty good!"
A ray of light flashed across the eyes of the ancient old man.
"Senior Ancient Books, I understand!"
"I will not kill these people, but subdue them. Their value is the greatest!"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian made up his mind.
The old man from the ancient book was right. He wanted to appear in the public eye in the Heaven Devouring God Realm, but he lacked the strength.
He must increase his strength in the Heaven-Eating God Realm. Although this Qingtian Realm is not a very strong world in the Celestial Realm, it has already ranked among the top five hundred.
The cultivation levels of these eight people have all reached the realm of the Heavenly Emperor. What can be known is that their status in the Qingtian Realm must not be low.
Conquering them will make it much easier for him to conquer Qingtian Realm in the future.
Thinking like this, a bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boy, subdue these eight people. Let's go to Tianminghai. You can't miss the assessment of the Zunbang Competition!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a glint flashed in the eyes of the old man with ancient books, and he said in a deep voice.
"Thank you, Senior Ancient Books, for your guidance!"
"I will subdue these eight people quickly!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely sincere.
"die!"
At this moment, cold and stern voices sounded, and the eight figures were seen, holding sacred weapons, heading towards Mo Wentian to kill.
"Ants, I have told you this a long time ago!"
"You cannot be my opponent!"
"Get away!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian punched out, hitting these disciples directly.
"Bang bang bang..."
One after another, the figures flew out directly.
The aura on their bodies dropped rapidly.
"Pfft..."
Mouthfuls of blood spurted out from their mouths.
Their faces turned pale at this moment.
"This...how is this possible?"
"Is this boy's clone so strong?"
"We are no match for this kid!"
The figures looked at Mo Wentian, who had become one with Jiu, in the void, their eyes filled with astonishment.
"Not my opponent?"
"Of course you are no match for this emperor. This emperor has told you a long time ago, but you don't believe it and want to fight with me!"
"Although your strength is too poor, your love for your young master is still valuable!"
"For the sake of your loyalty, how about I give you a chance?"
Mo Wentian's figure flashed and stood proudly in the void.
Looking at the eight people, Mo Wentian grinned slightly and raised an evil smile.
Since the old man from the ancient book said, let him subdue these disciples of Qingtian Realm for his own use and improve his strength in the Heaven-Eating Realm.
Mo Wentian listened to the old man from the ancient book and decided in his heart to subdue all the disciples of the Qingtian Realm.