"I wonder if I can fight Tianjun now?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with light.
The powerful Tianjun is the most terrifying powerful man in the ancient ruins.
At least Mo Wentian.
Haven’t seen one yet!
"Boss, has your cultivation level improved again?"
The figure of the little dragon emerged from Mo Wentian's door.
"Little Jiao, you have to practice hard!"
Mo Wentian smiled faintly. Xiao Jiao's strength has improved very quickly, but compared with Mo Wentian, it is a bit behind. The current Xiao Jiao is only in the middle stage of the Great Heaven. He wants to be promoted to the state of perfection. It is estimated that it will take some time.
"Yes, boss!"
The little dragon's eyes moved slightly.
"Boss, Wu Sheng is here!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao seemed to have discovered something.
He got directly into Mo Wentian's arms.
"Wu Sheng, meet the master!"
Outside the small courtyard, Wu Sheng knelt on the ground respectfully.
"Wu Sheng?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light.
Then he restrained his cultivation.
Use it to conceal the truth from the sky and cross the sea.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level has returned to the middle stage of the Great Heavenly Stage.
"Thank you, Master!"
Outside the small courtyard, Wu Sheng walked in respectfully.
"Wu Sheng, how is the Jiuyou Clan?"
Looking at Wu Sheng, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"Let me tell you, Master, the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan are now in order. The younger one has also sent people to take over the dungeon again!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng said quickly.
"The dungeon has taken over too?"
Mo Wentian's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately.
"By the way, how are the cultivation levels of the disciples in the clan?"
Looking at Wu Sheng, Mo Wentian asked again.
"Let me tell you, Master, the disciples are all cultivating. Last time, Master gave me countless heavenly stones. Now the disciples' cultivation has improved a lot!"
"And the disciples are against the ancestor!"
"But I admire you very much!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng said quickly.
"good!"
Mo Wentian smiled faintly.
The Jiuyou Clan is now considered stable.
"By the way, why are you looking for me?"
Looking at the leader of the Jiuyou Clan, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"Master, the disciples sent out by the disciples have detected the movements of the demon disciples. This time, the third elder of the demon clan, leading thirty demon disciples, has rushed towards our heavenly city. In addition, the demon clan's demons The king’s son is here too!”
Looking at Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng said quickly.
"The third elder of the demon clan!"
"Son of the Demon King!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Master, this third elder of the Demon Clan, I heard that his cultivation level is even stronger than that of the Young Master of the Demon Clan!"
"As for the son of the demon king!"
"It's the powerful Tianjun!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng whispered.
"Heavenly Lord is strong!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath.
In the ancient ruins, there is indeed a powerful Heavenly Lord.
It is said that there is no heavenly king in the ancient ruins.
That's just because the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan have little knowledge.
"The demon clan and the demon clan already have the powerful Heavenly Lord, and the beast master..."
Mo Wentian's heart became solemn.
Mo Wentian originally thought that his cultivation was enough to run rampant in the ancient ruins, but now it seems.
Not even close!
"You tell me to go down, disciples of the Great Heaven Realm!"
"Gather them all!"
Looking at Wu Sheng, Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Master!"
Wu Sheng quickly stepped back respectfully.
"Boss, what should we do now?"
The little dragon emerged from Mo Wentian's arms.
He quickly asked Mo Wentian.
"Tianjun..."
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Xiaojiao, you and Huantian will stay in the Jiuyou Clan for the time being and guard Tiancheng!"
"I'm going out!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian's voice was extremely deep.
"Boss, I'll follow you!"
Xiaojiao said quickly.
"No, you stay here!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with light. After all, the Jiuyou Clan's strength was still too poor, especially since all five elders had died. If Mo Wentian and Xiaojiao both left, then there would be a big one from the Monster and Demon Clan. A warrior in the late stage of heaven.
It’s enough to sweep the Jiuyou Clan!
"Boss, then you..."
"I will be back in three days!"
With a simple word, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared, leaving Xiaojiao and Huantian behind in the small courtyard.
"With Huantian here, no matter what happens!"
"I should be able to stop it!"
Outside the Tiancheng, a light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes. Xiaojiao's combat power was only comparable to that between the late stage and the peak of the Great Tianzhi, but Huantian was different. Huantian's illusions, even for the powerful Tianjun, would not be as good as Chaoyanghui. Hit, blocked.
"Mo Wentian, where are you taking me?"
Becoming, the demon saint, looked at Mo Wentian with twinkling eyes.
And Mo Wentian.
He was holding one of her hands.
"You'll know when you go!"
Mo Wentian raised his lips and grabbed the demon saint.
Disappeared in the Celestial City.
The Celestial City is in the void a hundred thousand miles away.
"Lord Tiger King, you must destroy the Jiuyou Clan this time. If you dare to capture the Saint, you are seeking death!"
"That's right, the Jiuyou Clan was destroyed!"
"Destroy the Jiuyou Clan!"
…
In the void, there is a young man with cold and arrogant eyes. Behind the young man, there are three figures following. These three monsters are a wolf, a leopard, and a monkey.
The appearance of three people.
Extremely fierce.
The breath of the three-headed monster.
It has even reached the state of perfection.
As for the young man in front of the three-headed monster, the aura on his body was even more vast.
"The little Jiuyou Clan is really overestimating its capabilities!"
The young man's voice was extremely deep, and his eyes were full of contempt. There seemed to be a word "王" between his eyebrows, looming. This young man was the prince of the demon clan, known as the Little Tiger King among the demon clan. !
As for the young man's back.
Following are the three guardians of the demon clan.
They are the Roaring Moon Wolf, the Thundering Leopard, and the Whirlwind Monkey.
Three demon guardians.
In the entire ancient ruins, he has a great reputation, even for the powerful Tianjun.
Also give some face.
But today, the three of them took action together, and they were still following the Little Tiger King of the Demon Clan.
This combination.
Enough to sweep across the entire ancient ruins.
"Lord Little Tiger King, in another hundred thousand miles, we will reach the Heavenly City of the Jiuyou Clan!"
"That's right, that's right!"
…
The three guardians stood beside the young man with flattering faces.
And young.
There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"No, there's someone!"
At this moment, the little tiger king's nose twitched slightly, and a sudden coldness filled his eyes.
"who?"
"Protect the little Tiger King!"
"Protect the little Tiger King!"
The three guardians quickly protected the young man.
"Go away, why do I need your protection?"
The Little Tiger King snorted coldly, and then stared straight into the void, into his eyes.
Boundless cold.
"Come out!"
Looking into the void, the Little Tiger King said coldly.
"The demon clan's nose is really smart!"
In the void, a faint laughter came, and the next moment, two figures appeared in the void. The person who appeared was none other than Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian was still holding the demon in his hand. The saint of the tribe.
"Lord Saint!"
"My Lady Saint..."
…
He saw the demon saint behind Mo Wentian.
The expressions of the three guardians changed drastically.