Time passes slowly.
In Jiuyou Inn, Mo Wentian was sitting cross-legged on the ground, using the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art. The aura on Mo Wentian's body exuded an incomparably vast sword intent.
"There's still one step left!"
"Pity!"
Opening his eyes, Mo Wentian's eyes...
A golden sword light.
Exploded out.
"Pfft..."
The sword energy passed through the wall of the room and disappeared.
"Chi Xiao and others!"
"It's time to leave!"
As if he remembered something, a smile spread from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth. Chi Xiao and others were in this dungeon, so Mo Wentian was naturally at a loss.
Now a few people are leaving.
He can also slowly start playing with the Jiuyou Clan!
"Jiuyou Clan, if you offend me, Mo Wentian, it's your misfortune!"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian dodged and disappeared strangely into the inn. As Mo Wentian disappeared, two figures stood quietly outside the inn.
They seem to have found nothing!
These two people were the disciples sent by Jiuyou Inn.
On the surface, the two of them were protecting Mo Wentian's safety, but in fact, they were monitoring Mo Wentian at Jiuyou Inn, and they were afraid that Mo Wentian would leave like this.
After all, the young city lord died in Jiuyou Inn.
This is no small matter!
"who… "
"How dare you kill the son of this city lord!"
Just a moment after Mo Wentian disappeared, a cold voice came. Amid everyone's shocked expressions, a cold and arrogant figure descended from the void.
The aura on this person's body is vast and boundless.
"It's the city lord, the city lord has arrived!"
"This kid is dead!"
"Kill the young city lord, no one can save him!"
"What a shame!"
…
There were a lot of discussions among the crowd, but no one dared to approach Jiuyou Inn. These people, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble, stood far away.
"Tenth-level disciple..."
"The position of Zhongtian is perfect!"
Among the crowd, there was a young man wearing a dark cloak. A cold light flashed across the young man's eyes. This figure was none other than Mo Wentian.
There is a Shadow Sword Realm...
Mo Wentian is leaving.
Not to mention the two powerful men from Jiuyou Inn.
Even if he is a strong person in Zhongtian position.
He can't be found either!
"Welcome to the Lord of the City!"
At this moment, one after another figures came out of Jiuyou Inn. The person at the front was the waiter. The waiter had a pale face.
There was no trace of blood.
Others looked respectful...
Standing in front of this city lord.
"Kneel down..."
"Pfft!"
The waiter knelt on the ground, his body trembling. The Young City Master died in Jiuyou Inn, and was related to him. His fate can be imagined.
"Tell the Lord of the City..."
"what is going on?"
Looking at the waiter, an old man said with a cold face.
This old man.
The aura on his body is equally vast and boundless.
So does this person.
Disciples of fifth level and above!
In other words, his cultivation has exceeded the realm of Zhongtian!
"when… "
"When they wanted to stay in my Tianzi Room at Jiuyou Inn, I had already given the room to them, but unexpectedly the young city lord came and took the main room, and he even fell in love with one of their women!"
"So they started fighting..."
"Lord City Lord, this is not my business..."
The waiter knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but the middle-aged man's eyes were filled with indifference. His cold and arrogant eyes looked at the waiter, and his body trembled.
"Where are the people?"
Looking at the waiter, the middle-aged man...
asked coldly.
"people… "
"I'm in Room No. 3, Tianzi!"
When the old man heard this, he quickly said to the middle-aged man.
"Take me to Room No. 3 Tianzi!"
"Yes Yes… "
One after another figures, leading the city lord, quickly entered the Jiuyou Inn. Among the crowd, Mo Wentian saw this scene, and the evil smile on his lips became stronger and stronger.
"Boss..."
"Boss..."
But just when Mo Wentian was about to leave, a soft call came, and the next moment, a figure fell into Mo Wentian's arms.
"Huantian..."
"Why are you back?"
Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly, and the person who appeared was none other than Huantian.
"Could it be Chi Xiao and the others..."
"problem occurs!"
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, after I took Chi Xiao and the others out of the city, I was afraid that you would be in danger, so..."
"Coming in!"
Looking at Mo Wentian and Huantian, he whispered.
"Afraid I'm in danger?"
Mo Wentian was slightly startled, and then quickly said: "Then Chi Xiao and the others..."
"They're fine!"
Huantian said quickly.
"It's okay!"
Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief. This ancient ruins was not the outside world. Here, although Chi Xiao and others were sword gods, their actual combat power was lower.
But it’s not even as good as a small heaven!
If we really encounter any danger, I'm afraid...
"Boss, the lord of this dungeon..."
As if he remembered something, Huantian was slightly startled. He originally wanted to enter Jiuyou Inn to save Mo Wentian, but now he wanted to, because Mo Wentian came out on his own!
"I'm fine!"
Mo Wentian grinned at Huantian.
Then he seemed to remember something.
The smile in Mo Wentian's eyes grew stronger and stronger.
"Boss, we..."
"Go to the City Lord's Mansion!"
Mo Wentian looked at Jiuyou Inn, a cold light flashed in his eyes. Now Mo Wentian's cultivation is only one step away from reaching the perfection of the Little Heaven.
This place of nine secluded places.
Although there are countless resources, Mo Wentian wants to get...
Not easy.
Now that the City Lord of the City Lord's Mansion has entered Jiuyou Inn, isn't that...
"Boss, go to the City Lord's Mansion..."
"What?"
Huantian was slightly stunned.
"What to do?"
Mo Wentian laughed. The City Lord's Mansion in the dungeon was the best place in the dungeon. Mo Wentian didn't believe that there wasn't even a single good thing in this place!
"Go get something!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely indifferent, as was Mo Wentian's group.
He is already the peak powerhouse in the Sword God Continent.
But in this land of Nine Netherworlds, it is still too weak. What Mo Wentian lacks most now is...
That is a spiritual object that enhances strength.
Not only Mo Wentian needs, Chixiao, Tianhu, Huantian...
Everyone needs it!
"take things?"
Huantian was a little dazed, but the next moment...
Huantian's eyes lit up.
"Boss, do you want to..."
"You transformed into the Lord of Jiuyou City!"
"As for me… "
"Follow you in!"
Looking at Huantian, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of evil smiles. Although Huantian's strength was not very strong, his illusion was absolutely terrifying.
I’m afraid even the elders can’t see through it!
"Boss, this is a good idea!"
Huantian grinned at Mo Wentian, and then the two figures flashed and disappeared into the crowd.
Deep in the dungeon.
In front of an ancient palace.
"Greetings to the Lord of the City!"
"Greetings to the Lord of the City!"
…
Two figures swaggered into the city lord's palace. The one in front had a cold and arrogant face, while the one behind them was shrouded in black robes.
I saw two people, people from the City Lord's Mansion.
Salute quickly!