Early the next morning!
Sophie quickly stood up and served Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian next to him, his eyes warmed slightly!
"Don't come out yet!"
In the small courtyard, Qingyu's figure flashed and disappeared into the small courtyard.
Most of the day later.
Mo Wentian came out of the room, but Sophie was still lying on the bed.
Mo Wentian's body was so terrifying!
Above the main hall!
"Emperor..."
Tianhu looked at Mo Wentian and paused slightly.
Beside Tianhu, Mo Qingyu raised his mouth high.
"This girl..."
"You don't know anymore, do you?"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then...
Sit in the main seat!
"Emperor, there is a disciple in Jiuyou Land who wants to see you!"
At this moment, Chi Xiao stood up and stood in front of Mo Wentian with a respectful face.
"The Land of Nine Netherworlds..."
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and then he said in a deep voice.
"Let them in!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
Chi Xiao retreated.
After a moment, four figures walked towards the Sword King's Palace.
"Tarzan..."
Looking at the familiar people in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up. In addition to Taishan, there was also the city lord of Tiancheng...
The other two are the city lords of Huangcheng and Dungeon!
"Little brother Mo Wentian..."
"Hahaha… "
Taishan also walked up quickly.
In the land of Jiuyou, Taishan knew that Mo Wentian’s origin was unusual!
But Taishan didn't expect...
Mo Wentian turned out to be from the Sword God Continent.
"City Lord Taishan, welcome to our Heaven-Eating Divine Kingdom, Chixiao, show me your seat to Lord Taishan!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
Chi Xiao quickly retreated.
Then a chair was placed in the main hall, and Taishan saw this scene...
A light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed!
"Lord Taishan, please sit down!"
Don't ask about Mount Tai of Heaven, slightly arching your hands.
"Thank you, Pavilion Master Mo!"
Tarzan sat on the chair.
Behind Taishan, the expressions of the other three city lords suddenly darkened.
The city lords of Huangcheng and the underground city are okay, but the city lord of the heavenly city...
The eyes are extremely gloomy!
"Mo Wentian, what do you mean?"
Unable to bear it any longer, the Lord of Tiancheng took a step forward, looked at Mo Wentian and asked with a cold face.
The city lords of Huangcheng and Duncheng also looked at Mo Wentian with a sullen face.
"What's the meaning?"
Above the main hall, there was silence for an instant.
The disciples of the Sword King Pavilion all had their eyes flashing with cold light.
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, a golden light...
Suddenly passed through the void!
"Pa bang..."
Two crisp voices sounded, and golden light flashed away above the main hall.
When he appeared again, he had already fallen into...
In front of Mo Wentian.
"Dare to be arrogant in front of the boss..."
"It's time to hit!"
Leng Ao's voice sounded in the void. The person who took action was none other than Xiao Jiao, and in the center of the hall, the Lord of Tiancheng...
His face was filled with murderous intent.
"You little beast, do you dare to attack me?"
The city lord of Tiancheng had a terrifying chill on his face.
He is the city lord of Tiancheng. In the land of Jiuyou, his identity...
Unless he is the Sword God, no matter who he is, he must pay some respect to him.
But in this Sword King Pavilion, he was...
Xiaojiao slapped him twice. How could the Lord of Tiancheng endure this
"Little beast..."
Mo Wentian's eyes also narrowed slightly, the Lord of Tiancheng...
This is treating the Sword King Pavilion as his heavenly city!
"Little Jiao..."
"Get him out!"
Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded in the void.
After hearing Mo Wentian's words, the City Lord of Huangcheng, the City Lord of Dungeon...
The expressions of the three Taishan people changed instantly.
The city lord of Tiancheng's face turned red.
Get out
What a shame!
"Mo Wentian, you..."
"The boss tells you to get out, then get out!"
"Buzzing..."
The figure of Xiao Jiao disappeared again.
In the past six months, Xiaojiao's cultivation has reached the peak of the pseudo-god realm.
And Mo Wentian's cultivation has also reached the fourth level of pseudo-god level!
Xiaojiao, who is in the peak pseudo-god realm, is many times more powerful than the city lord of Tiancheng.
Mo Wentian estimates that Xiaojiao is now...
Enough to be invincible in the realm of false gods!
"Dragon King Roar!"
"Roar… "
A low roar came, and with this roar, everyone seemed to see a huge dragon...
Roaring in the void!
"Pfft..."
The Lord of Tiancheng on the opposite side flew backwards.
With blood pouring from his mouth, he looked at Xiaojiao, the Lord of Tiancheng...
The eyes were filled with astonishment!
How long had it passed before the monster in front of Mo Wentian...
It has become so terrifying!
"Buzzing..."
A small dragon with a body like lightning.
When he reappeared, he was already beside the Lord of Tiancheng, looking at the Lord of Tiancheng...
There was a bit of ridicule in Xiaojiao's eyes!
"You are a little peak pseudo-god who dares to come to my Sword King Pavilion and act arrogantly. You old bastard, go back to your Nine Netherlands!"
"bump… "
With a flick of his tail, the body of the Lord of Tiancheng...
He was kicked out!
"ah… "
A scream came from the void.
In the main hall.
The expressions of the three people from Taishan instantly became extremely solemn.
Especially the look in Mo Wentian's eyes, I wouldn't dare to do it again!
There is no disrespect at all!
"City Lord Taishan, Brother Jiuyou has called for you, then you are my friends in Sword King Pavilion, but also..."
"I, the Sword King Pavilion, also have rules!"
"When you come to my Sword King Pavilion, you must abide by the rules of my Sword King Pavilion. If these rules are broken, don't blame me, Mo Wentian..."
"I didn't remind you!"
Looking at the three people from Taishan, Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely calm.
When the three Taishan people heard this, they also took a deep breath.
"Pavilion Master Mo, calm down, I'll wait..."
"Of course I will abide by the rules of Sword King Pavilion!"
Taishan stood up and spoke quickly.
"That's right, Lord Mo, don't worry. I'm waiting in the Sword King Pavilion and I should abide by the rules of the Sword King Pavilion!"
"I've met Pavilion Master Mo!"
…
The eyes of the three people instantly became respectful.
The coldness in the eyes of the Yellow City City Lord and the Dungeon City Lord...
It has also dissipated!
What rises again is the smile!
"Hahaha… "
"That's good!"
Mo Wentian smiled slightly, and then said with a chuckle.
"Little Jiao, come back soon!"
"Yes, boss!"
Xiao Jiao's body fell in front of Mo Wentian.
"Everyone is looking for me, Mo Wentian..."
"I wonder what happened this time?"
Seemingly remembering something, Mo Wentian asked with a chuckle as he looked at Taishan and the others.
"What's the matter?"
The expressions of the three people instantly became serious.