"What do you want to do?"
The smile in Mo Wentian's eyes grew stronger and stronger.
Slowly walking to Youlong's side, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with a bit of contempt, and he said lightly.
"My Xuanyuan..."
"Twenty-five training rooms are required!"
"Twenty-five..."
"Training room!"
Youlong's expression instantly stiffened.
Mo Wentian unexpectedly asked for twenty-five training rooms.
You know, there are only a hundred training rooms in the entire Jiuyou Palace, and the Huangyuan and Diyuan are divided into fifty.
There are only fifty training rooms in Tianyuan.
Mo Wentian was trying to swallow up half of his training room in the Heavenly Courtyard!
"how… "
"You don't agree?"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
Twenty-five training rooms were required, so Mo Wentian had better say less.
According to Mo Wentian's character, he didn't want everything, which was already pretty good!
"Mo Wentian, you don't want..."
"It's too much!"
Youlong's expression was extremely gloomy. There were twenty-five training rooms.
If it is really given to Xuanyuan, then Xuanyuan will probably become stronger quickly.
When the time comes for Tianyuan to suppress Xuanyuan, it will be impossible...
"This kid..."
"Too arrogant!"
"Twenty-five training rooms, he wants to take back all the training rooms in his Xuanyuan!"
"Senior Brother Youlong, I will definitely not agree!"
…
Discussions came one after another. In the Xuanyuan, Mo Bai and others stared at Mo Wentian.
The disciples from other colleges also...
He looked at Mo Wentian with a surprised look on his face!
"Senior Brother Youlong, what are you..."
"Don't agree?"
Looking at Youlong, Mo Wentian asked indifferently.
"I… "
Youlong's eyes flashed crazily.
"Ten training rooms at most!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Youlong gritted his teeth and said.
"Ten..."
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth, and then his voice sounded faintly again.
"Thirty training rooms!"
"you… "
Youlong was so angry that his face turned red. Others looked at Mo Wentian in astonishment.
Today Tianyuan originally came to trouble Xuanyuan.
But now it has become...
Xuanyuan is blackmailing Tianyuan!
"Mo Wentian, you..."
"bump!"
Just when Youlong was about to say something else, Mo Wentian's palm suddenly fell.
"Yin and Yang twin stars..."
"The Sword Intent of Creation!"
"Buzzing..."
A mysterious aura spread from Mo Wentian's body.
Mo Wentian placed his palm on Youlong's shoulder. Youlong opposite him was just about to resist, but the next moment...
Youlong's expression suddenly changed!
He felt that an extremely cold killing intent enveloped him.
As long as he takes action, it is very likely...
He will never have a chance to take action again!
"How could he..."
"So strong!"
Youlong's heart was trembling, and that sense of crisis came from his martial arts sense.
As a powerful pseudo-god, Youlong would naturally not doubt that his induction was wrong.
"Thirty-five training rooms..."
"Any comments?"
Looking at Youlong, Mo Wentian said with a smile on his face like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"I… "
Youlong's eyes flashed crazily.
"I promise!"
"Wow..."
Hearing Youlong's words, the entire martial arts arena was filled with excitement.
Agree, Youlong actually agreed, thirty-five secret cultivation rooms!
Mo Wentian took away thirty-five training rooms from Tianyuan.
"you… "
"very smart!"
Mo Wentian slowly let go of Youlong.
If Youlong hadn't agreed just now, I'm afraid Youlong would never have a chance to speak again!
"Junior Brother Mo..."
In the mysterious courtyard, one after another looks...
He looked at Mo Wentian with excitement on his face.
Thirty-five training rooms. How many years has it been? Xuanyuan has not had so many training rooms for many years.
With so many training rooms, the Xuanyuan will definitely...
Be strong!
"Disciples of Xuanyuan, follow me back to Xuanyuan!"
"yes!"
One after another exciting voices sounded, and as Mo Wentian...
The Xuanyuan disciples quickly disappeared.
"Youlong actually agreed to thirty-five secret cultivation rooms. How is this possible?"
"What on earth did this boy do to Youlong?"
"Xuanyuan, I'm afraid I have to stand up..."
…
A series of discussions came, and the entire martial arts arena was boiling.
"Senior Brother Youlong, you..."
The Tianyuan disciples all felt their faces burning.
Tianyuan, thirty-five training rooms were robbed directly in front of everyone. How is this...
humiliation!
"Mo Wentian..."
In Youlong's eyes, rays of light flickered.
"Go down, disciples of Tianyuan..."
"Go back to Tianyuan!"
"yes… "
The Tianyuan disciples also retreated one by one.
"On the Nine Nether List, I will kill you with my own hands. When I refine the Nine Nether Heart that my father gave me, my cultivation will directly enter the realm of the fifth level false god!"
"When the time comes, I will let you..."
"Life is worse than death!"
On the martial arts field, Youlong looked at the direction where Mo Wentian disappeared, with vicious eyes.
What kind of humiliation is it to rob the practice room in front of everyone
He must get this revenge back!
Xuanfeng, on top of the peak!
"Junior Brother Mo..."
Mo Bai's eyes were full of excitement, there were thirty-five training rooms.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mo Bai would have thought he was in a dream.
"In these training rooms, you arrange for disciples to enter and practice!"
"As for me, just leave one for me!"
Looking at Mo Bai, Mo Wentian smiled.
"Hahaha… "
"Junior Brother Mo, don't worry, I will leave the best for you!"
Mo Bai laughed.
"Save the best for me!"
Mo Wentian smiled faintly, then entered the palace and started practicing again.
"Just now… "
"Someone strong has targeted me!"
Sitting down cross-legged, Mo Wentian's eyes instantly became serious again.
On the martial arts field, when Mo Wentian threatened Youlong, Mo Wentian seemed to feel a vast aura.
He is locking himself, if he takes action, that aura...
He will also take action instantly!
"Nine Nether Palace..."
"Nine Nether List..."
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, this Jiuyou Palace is definitely not as simple as Mo Wentian imagined.
Intuition told Mo Wentian to enter the Nine Nether Palace...
This is the high-level person who has entered the Nine Netherlands!
"Little Jiao, follow me tomorrow..."
"Go to the training room to practice!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.
"Training room!"
Xiao Jiao's eyes lit up. The Jiuyou Qi in the training room was much richer than that on the Xuan Peak.
Practicing in the training room, Mo Wentian and Xiaojiao's physiques!
It will transform faster!
"Yes, boss!"
Xiaojiao quickly agreed.
The next day, Mo Wentian brought Xiao Jiao to the martial arts arena again.
"It's Mo Wentian, look, Mo Wentian is here!"
"It's Mo Wentian who stole thirty-five training rooms from Youlong. He's here to practice!"
"It's really him. I heard that Youlong Company gave up the No. 1 training room!"
…
With the appearance of Mo Wentian, the entire martial arts arena was filled with excitement.