"If we accept these people, we will fight against the orcs!"
“It’s much easier too!”
"And there are other demon soul seals, so we have to find them quickly!"
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The next moment, he looked at the five people kneeling in front of him and shouted coldly.
"Let your mind go!"
"Yes, ancestor!"
"Yes, ancestor!"
…
The five people relaxed instantly.
"Slave God Seal!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian made a seal.
"Buzzing..."
In the void, a simple word slave was formed.
The word "Slave" burst out and landed on the forehead of the fifth elder, Old Man Huo.
"ah… "
Old Man Huo's body fell to the ground.
The man rolled over on the ground.
Immediately, Old Man Huo, the fifth elder, crawled to the ground.
"Meet the master!"
Old Man Huo's attitude was extremely respectful, like a sincere pug.
"Boss, the God-Slave Seal is really powerful!"
Huantian looked at the respectful fifth elder kneeling on the ground with a bit of excitement on his face.
Although the Slave God Seal is powerful, this Slave Seal is a method that harms the way of heaven. Mo Wentian does not want to use it until it is absolutely necessary.
"If it weren't for the difficulty of directly suppressing these five people, Mo Wentian wouldn't want to use this Slave God Seal!"
As if he remembered something, a cold and boundless light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Yes, Not Bad!"
But the next moment, Mo Wentian came to look at the respectful old man Huo in front of him, and laughed.
The remaining patriarch and three elders of the Jiuyou Clan looked at Old Man Huo's extremely respectful slave appearance and were filled with surprise and confusion.
There was even some suspicion.
"As a servant of the ancestor of the demon world, why does Old Man Huo look like this? He seems to have lost his mind. What's the difference between this and a dog!"
Their status in the Jiuyou Clan is extremely noble, but if they surrender to the ancestor of the demon world, they will become slaves.
It seemed like he had lost his mind.
"Clan leader, please relax your mind quickly and let me leave the mark of my soul!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded again.
Looking at the remaining patriarch and three elders of the Jiuyou Clan, Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold.
Looking at Mo Wentian and Huantian in front of him, the great elder always felt that the ancestor in front of him was no longer the same person as the original ancestor.
A faint light flickered in his eyes, and then the great elder stepped forward and said.
"Ancestor, Lao Wu has become your slave. Isn't it time for you to show us the Nine Nether Skills?"
As the great elder said these words, the second elder and the fourth elder on the side also quickly agreed.
"Yeah yeah!"
"Ancestor, Lao Wu has surrendered. You can show us the Nine Nether Art first. It won't be too late for us to surrender!"
…
"Boss, what should I do? These old guys are so vigilant, and they still want to watch Jiuyou Kung Fu?"
Suddenly, Huantian's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"If I don't have the technique, even if I have it, I can't give it to them!"
"Now they can only surrender to this emperor. If they don't surrender, they will die!"
Mo Wentian's voice was cold and arrogant.
Then Mo Wentian looked at the great elder and several other elders whose eyes were flashing crazily.
He suddenly became colder, and the pressure on his body skyrocketed at this moment.
"If you don't surrender, then you will die!"
The sound of cold drinking was extremely cold.
"One sword into chaos!"
"Jian Xiao Ninth Heaven!"
Leng Ao's voice sounded, and everyone felt a sword light passing by. That sword light seemed to break through the chaos and tear the entire world in half!
The sword energy swept toward the great elder in an instant.
"You... you are not the ancestor."
"who are you?"
As Mo Wentian made a move with his sword, everyone came to their senses instantly, and the Great Elder shouted coldly.
"This emperor Mo Wentian!"
Mo Wentian laughed evilly, shook away the black hat covering his head, and appeared in front of everyone.
The next moment, Huantian also turned into his original appearance and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder.
"Boy, you..."
"It turns out it's you, kid. Why are you here?"
"You appear here, but where are our three demon ancestors?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the great elder's eyes were full of shock.
"It's me, grandpa!"
"Of course the three old dogs in the demon world you mentioned were killed by this emperor!"
Mo Wentian smiled evilly at the doctor, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
"The ancestor was killed by you?"
"Boy, you are so arrogant. You are only at the peak of the middle heaven realm. How can you kill three ancestors at the great heaven realm?"
The great elder laughed crazily, his eyes full of disbelief.
"That's right, with your cultivation, we can kill you easily!"
"Great Elder, don't talk nonsense to him, kill him!"
"He turned the fifth elder into a slave, kill him!"
The patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan and the remaining two elders had a fierce light flashing in their eyes.
"Want to kill this emperor?"
"Old dog, die!"
"The Sky-Eating Sword!"
"Fight with me!"
Mo Wentian's cold shout sounded in the void.
"Buzz buzz..."
Following Mo Wentian's words, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword also trembled, and streaks of sword light spread from the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword.
At this moment, the aura on the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword increased several times.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
Mo Wentian's cold and proud voice sounded.
The next moment, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand was seen sweeping out.
"Nine Nether Divine Fingers!"
"Block!"
With a cold shout, the Great Elder took action instantly.
That terrifying sword instantly shattered the void.
That sword light locked onto him!
The sharp edge on the sword gave him an aura of death, as if the next moment, his body would be cut in half by the sword light.
"Click..."
A crisp voice came.
The giant finger in the void was directly chopped into pieces.
Then the sword light slipped from his neck and landed in the void behind him.
Suddenly, the void shattered, and the great elder's body fell softly to the ground.
"The Great Elder is dead!"
"What a strong sword energy!"
…
The expressions of the people surrounding him suddenly changed. Looking at the great elder who fell to the ground with his body separated, the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan and the remaining elders felt a cool air rising from the soles of their feet.
The great elder is a powerful person in the late stage of the great heaven!
He was actually killed just like that!
"This kid is so strong!"
The light in other people's eyes suddenly surged.
That sword energy is really terrifying!
But he killed the first elder and turned the fifth elders into slaves.
If Mo Wentian was not killed here today, where would the Jiuyou clan's face be
Only by killing Mo Wentian can he regain the face of his Jiuyou clan.
"He killed the first elder, the second elder, and the fourth elder, come on together!"
Looking at Mo Wentian in front of them, a cold light flickered in the eyes of the three of them.
With a cold shout, the three of them took action instantly.
"Three old dogs, finally together?"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly became extremely calm. Looking at the three people coming to kill him, a light suddenly flashed in Mo Wentian's hand.
The next moment, a seemingly ordinary sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
"The Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword can make you devour enough today!"
A cold and boundless gleam passed through Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Buzzing..."
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword started to tremble as if it understood his words.
The next moment, a vast and boundless sky-devouring sword intent soared into the sky from Mo Wentian's body.
"This sword intent..."
"This sword intention..."
In the eyes of the three people, the light suddenly surged.