"Your Excellency is really good at hiding things from the eyes of the four elders, but you returned to my Jiuyou Inn again. Are you not afraid..."
"Should I report your news to the four elders?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Liu Jin's eyes flickered slightly.
He also did not expect that Mo Wentian would be so courageous, not to mention breaking into the city lord's mansion. Now that even the third elder and the city lord have fallen, this person would dare to return to his Jiuyou Inn again
This is no longer bold, but lawless!
"Send me to the four elders..."
"You will not!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly. The appearance of this old man meant that he could not leak his news. Otherwise, the old man would have already passed the news to the four elders.
How could it appear here!
"Won't?"
Liu Jin's eyes were filled with gleams of light.
"Boy, you are very brave!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, a smile suddenly appeared in Liu Jin's eyes.
"My guts..."
“Always big!”
Mo Wentian looked at the old man with a bright smile on his face.
As long as the old man doesn't pass on his news to the four elders, it's easy to say. You know, Mo Wentian is not afraid of Liu Jin in front of him!
Although Mo Wentian's cultivation level has just reached the level of Zhongtian.
But combat power.
It is comparable to the peak state of Zhongtian!
And this old man.
It is nothing more than the realm of Zhongtian.
Using the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, Mo Wentian was confident that he would kill this person with the sword!
"Boy, I'm looking for you!"
"I want something!"
"If you help me, I, Liu Jin, can do it!"
"Let you leave this dungeon!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Liu Jin suddenly said in a deep voice.
"What do you want?"
Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly.
Mo Wentian really couldn't figure out what he wanted from him.
You must know the cultivation level of this old man.
That is the peak of the Zhongtian position!
"I don't know, Your Excellency..."
"What's going on?"
Looking at Liu Jin, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"What's the matter?"
The old man's eyes flashed with light, and then he whispered: "Are you from the God Clan?"
"Gods?"
Mo Wentian was slightly stunned.
Then he frowned.
Wrinkled.
At first the third elder said that he was from the God Clan, but now the old man in front of him also said that he was...
They are from the God Clan!
What race is this god race
"Dare I ask, this god clan..."
"Where did it come from?"
Looking at the old man, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"You don't know about the Gods?"
When the old man heard this, he was slightly startled, and then looked at Mo Wentian's expression.
It started flashing again!
"The Gods are the strong men left over from the ancient times. Their bloodline is extremely noble, and they are the beings who reign over the Sword God Continent!"
"My ancient ruins, the Gods..."
"Not much!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the old man whispered.
"Left from ancient times!"
"Noble blood!"
Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly. Mo Wentian's understanding of this god clan was very limited. In the Sword God Continent, Mo Wentian could not find anything about it.
News about this protoss!
"By the way, you look for the Gods..."
"What's going on?"
Looking at the old man, Mo Wentian suddenly asked in a deep voice.
"What's the matter?"
A light flashed in the old man's eyes.
Then he said in a deep voice: "I have a spiritual treasure in my hand. This spiritual treasure is left over from ancient times. Only people from the God Clan can open this thing!"
"Ancient Lingbao!"
Mo Wentian paused slightly.
"Boy, are you from the God Clan? Just check out my spiritual treasure. If you can open the seal on it, then you are..."
"People from the God Clan!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the old man said with a slight twinkle in his eyes.
"Open the seal!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath.
But the next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes.
It flickered again.
"What if I'm not from the God Clan?"
Looking at the old man, Mo Wentian suddenly asked in a deep voice.
"Not from the God Clan?"
A light flashed in the old man's eyes, those eyes looking at Mo Wentian.
A bit of chill arose!
"Your Excellency, you'd better pray that you are from the God Clan. If you can't open this seal!"
"Then this transmission talisman!"
"It will break into pieces immediately!"
The old man's hand flashed with light, and the next moment, a jade talisman appeared in his hand. This jade talisman was the transmission talisman, and it was also.
The transmission notes of the four elders!
"you… "
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
This old man.
It turned out that he came prepared, and his purpose was not to let Mo Wentian leave.
But want him.
Just turn on the Lingbao!
If he were not from the God Clan, this old man would probably crush the transmission talisman without hesitation!
"Boy, this is the spiritual treasure!"
"Can you survive!"
"It's up to you!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the old man's eyes were full of smiles, and then he waved his hand, and the next moment, a bead appeared in the old man's hand.
This bead is black.
Look from afar.
Extremely ordinary!
But upon closer inspection, Mo Wentian felt an extremely strange feeling.
As if in this bead.
There is a terrifying power hidden inside!
"What is this?"
The old man Liu Jin and Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"Boy, there are some things you shouldn't ask. You want to live!"
"Then unlock the seal!"
With a cold shout, the old man threw the dark bead directly to Mo Wentian.
There was a slight fanaticism in his eyes!
"Want to live!"
"Just unlock the seal?"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath and looked at the old man. Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold. If there was a chance, Mo Wentian would not mind sending the old man to see the third elder and the city lord!
"This black bead..."
"What the hell!"
Mo Wentian's mind was spinning slightly, and he held the black bead in his palm. A slight chill came from the bead, but other than that, Mo Wentian had no other feeling.
Sensing anything!
"Boy, try inputting a sword elemental force!"
At this moment, the old man looked at Mo Wentian and suddenly said in a deep voice.
"Input sword energy?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, but looking at the transmission talisman in the old man's hand, Mo Wentian's eyes turned cold, and then a sword force was input into the bead.
"Buzzing..."
The energy of the Silk Sword vibrated.
But the beads in Mo Wentian's hands still didn't change at all!
"It seems I..."
"No longer a member of the God Clan!"
Seeing this scene, Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief.
And Liukin on the opposite side.
His brows also wrinkled.
"Only people from the God Clan can produce that sword intent!"
"Could it be that we..."
"Is everything wrong?"
The old man's eyes were flashing crazily, and looking at Mo Wentian's eyes, he was even more unwilling!
"Boy, you are not from the God Clan!"
"You can't blame me for this!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the old man's voice suddenly turned cold.
"etc… "
Seeing the old man trying to crush the transmission talisman to death.
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he suddenly shouted coldly.
"Boy, what else do you want?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the old man's eyes were extremely cold.
"I… "
"There is still a way!"
Looking at the old man, Mo Wentian suddenly said in a deep voice.