"Chance?"
"Boy, what chance are you going to give us?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the eight figures stood up, looked at Mo Wentian, and asked almost subconsciously.
"Give you a chance to surrender to this emperor!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
"Boy, you want us to surrender to you, you are just dreaming!"
"Yes, there has never been a traitor among our disciples in the Qingtian Realm. It is impossible for us to surrender to you!"
"We are strong men in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven. If we surrender to you, where is our face? Where is the face of our Qingtian realm?"
"It's impossible for us to surrender to you. If you want to kill, just kill!"
…
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the eight disciples from Qingtian Realm actually laughed wildly.
It looked like he had heard something funny and couldn't stop.
Although their bodies were trembling a little, their words did not show any signs of weakness.
Among them, no one was willing to surrender. Instead, they all carried out the righteousness of Qingtian Realm.
"Don't submit to this emperor?"
"It seems that you have chosen to die!"
Listening to these discussions, and then looking at the figures, their faces were full of determination.
Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.
The aura on Mo Wentian's body increased rapidly.
A terrifying chill spread from Mo Wentian's body.
"Boss, just kill these people directly, why bother talking nonsense with them!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and landed in front of Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao said with a fighting spirit.
"If they understand the strength of these people and subdue them, it will still be helpful to improve the strength of our Heaven-Eating God Realm!"
"What's more, these people's status in the Qingtian world is not low. Conquering them will help us conquer the Qingtian world in the future!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice.
"Boss, will these eight people surrender?"
At some point, Huantian's figure also appeared next to Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Huantian had doubts in his eyes, stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, and said in a deep voice.
"Surrender?"
"It's impossible for them to choose not to surrender!"
"After all, nothing is more important than their lives!"
A flicker of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at each other, opened their mouths, and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
"It's such a terrible cold. I feel like my whole body is frozen by this cold!"
"This boy's strength is too terrifying!"
"If we continue to fight this kid, we are no match for him!"
"It is not impossible to surrender to this boy. In fact, we are following the young master. The young master only regards us as his tools. Following anyone is not following. What's more, this boy is very good to his own people!"
"Yes, in the eyes of the young master, there is no difference between us and tools. What's more, if we don't do what he asked us to do well, we won't get any good fruits!"
…
Feeling the terrible chill coming, the eight disciples of Qingtian Realm were slightly shaken in their hearts.
Half of them were willing to surrender to Mo Wentian.
But the other half is still hesitating.
People who are unwilling to surrender have scruples about not being willing to surrender.
Although Mo Wentian's strength is good, Mo Wentian's cultivation level is really poor.
Tianzun's early cultivation level was even inferior to theirs.
If they surrendered to a warrior in the early stage of Tianzun, no matter who they were, they would laugh.
What's more, this Qingtian Realm is still a good world among the Celestial Immortal Realm.
In their hearts, they are naturally unwilling to give up the good and follow the bad.
Thinking like this, they hesitated in their hearts.
"Boss, some of them have been shaken?"
"I didn't expect them to waver so quickly!"
Listening to these discussions, a flash of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"It is certain that they will surrender!"
"They just seem to be loyal to their young master, and they seem to be loyal to their Qingtian Realm, but that's just an appearance!"
Mo Wentian looked at these disciples of Qingtian Realm, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
"Boy, don't dawdle!"
"Conquer all these people. The battle for the honorable list is the most important thing!"
At this moment, the voice of the old man with ancient books came.
"This emperor has no patience!"
"Give the three of you breathing time to think about it. If you don't surrender, you will die!"
Hearing the words of the old man from the ancient book, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. Looking at these disciples of Qingtian Realm, a cold light flashed in his eyes and he said in a cold voice.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body surged rapidly.
Terrifying power spread from Mo Wentian's body.
Standing proudly in the void, Mo Wentian was like a supreme king at this moment, with both strength and coercion. From a distance, he looked extremely terrifying.
"One breath!"
"Two breaths!"
…
The next moment, Mo Wentian started counting his breaths without any hesitation.
As Mo Wentian began to count his breaths, the immense coercion on Mo Wentian's body shrouded them even more.
"Plop..."
None of the eight figures could withstand Mo Wentian's pressure. They felt their legs weaken and fell to their knees directly on the ground.
"It seems that you have chosen to die!"
"The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword!"
Seeing that although the eight people were kneeling on the ground, they had not yet knelt down to him, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
On the Sky Devouring Divine Sword, there are terrifying sword intents, extremely wanton.
In the beginning of the battle, Mo Wentian did not take out the magic weapon. None of these people were Mo Wentian's opponents.
Now, Mo Wentian has a divine weapon in his hands, and they are even less likely to be Mo Wentian's opponents.
"Three..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian counted three breaths, but Mo Wentian hadn't finished speaking yet.
"I am willing to surrender, don't kill me, I am willing to surrender!"
"I am also willing to surrender!"
"We are all willing to surrender, don't kill us!"
"We don't want to come to kill you at all, but the young master of Qingtian Realm said that if we don't come to kill you, he will kill us when we get back!"
"Don't kill us, we are willing to surrender. No matter you ask me to be your eyes in the future, we are willing to listen to you!"
…
Before Mo Wentian could finish his words, figures one after another knelt down towards Mo Wentian.
Their expressions were extremely respectful.
"Surrender!"
"These disciples of Qingtian Realm really surrendered!"
Seeing this scene, Xiaojiao's face showed a hint of joy.
"You are not bad. Submit to this emperor. I am still good to my own people!"
"But surrendering to this emperor is not just verbal surrender!"
Mo Wentian looked at the eight people kneeling in front of him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
"Not verbal surrender? Then how can we surrender?"
"Yes, what does it mean to surrender?"
"Master, as long as you tell us to do whatever you want, we will do whatever you want. We will obey Master in everything!"
"We obey the master in everything!"
"That's right, we all obey the master!"
…
As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the eight people looked at Mo Wentian and said respectfully.
These disciples from Qingtian Realm were so respectful, which was somewhat beyond Mo Wentian's expectations.
After all, he has conquered many people, but he has never been so respectful.
At this moment, Mo Wentian felt a good impression of these disciples from Qingtian Realm.