"A third escaped?"
Mo Wentian raised his eyebrows slightly.
I didn't really care much.
It's a good chance that some of the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan have left. What Mo Wentian wants is not just a bunch of rabble. Even if these people are kept, sooner or later they will betray the Jiuyou Clan.
"The remaining powerful men in heaven!"
"There are many?"
Looking at Wu Sheng, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"Report to the master, there are only seventeen people left in the Great Heaven!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng whispered.
"Seventeen people?"
"It's really a bit bad!"
Mo Wentian shook his head slightly. The gap between the Jiuyou Clan and the Demon Clan and the Demon Clan was already huge. Although Mo Wentian gave a lot of heavenly stone spiritual objects last time, he wanted to rely on these things to be able to compete with the Demon Clan and the Demon Clan. ,it's out of the question.
"Summon these seventeen people!"
Looking at Wu Sheng, Mo Wentian said coldly.
"Yes, Master!"
Wu Sheng quickly stepped back respectfully.
A moment's work.
Seventeen great disciples of the Nine Nether Clan entered the main hall.
"Greetings to the ancestor!"
"Greetings to the ancestor!"
…
Seventeen people knelt down respectfully to Mo Wentian.
"Tomorrow is the day of battle between our Jiuyou Clan and the Demon Clan. What can you do?"
Looking at the seventeen people, Mo Wentian said with an indifferent expression.
"The day of the battle?"
The expressions of the seventeen people instantly became serious.
Several people.
His eyes sparkled even more.
"At this station, the third elder of the Demon Clan is dispatched. This person is the powerful Tianjun. If he takes action, our Jiuyou Clan will be exterminated. If the seventeen of you want to leave the Jiuyou Clan, Yes, then leave!”
Looking at the seventeen people, Mo Wentian sighed.
"Ancestor..."
"Ancestor!"
…
After hearing this, the seventeen people couldn't help crying out in sorrow.
"Those who are willing to leave can be regarded as retaining the blood of my Jiuyou clan. I will not blame you!"
Looking at the seventeen people, Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.
"Ancestor, this disciple is willing to leave!"
At this moment, a man stood up.
"Fan Yan, you..."
"The gap between the Demon Clan and our Jiuyou Clan is really too big. If my disciples leave the Jiuyou Clan, they will secretly expand our Jiuyou Clan!"
Kneeling in front of Mo Wentian, the man said firmly.
"What a good boy!"
"Let's go!"
Mo Wentian waved slightly.
"Everyone, farewell!"
When the man saw Mo Wentian waving, he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up immediately.
Left directly.
"I'm leaving too..."
"I'm leaving too!"
…
After a moment, several figures stood up again.
"Let's go!"
"Let's go!"
…
Mo Wentian shook his head slightly.
A quarter of an hour later.
Of the seventeen people, only seven were left.
Ten of them.
Left again.
"Master, we..."
The face of the leader of the Jiuyou Clan turned red. Tomorrow is the day of battle between the Jiuyou Clan and the Demon Clan. However, less than 10% of the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan are left. This makes him, a leader of the Jiuyou Clan, How could the former clan leader’s face not be red
"Why do you seven stay?"
Looking at the seven people, Mo Wentian asked indifferently.
"Ancestor, we are disciples of the Jiuyou Clan, even if we die!"
"I will die in this Jiuyou Clan too!"
Kneeling in front of Mo Wentian, one of them stood up and said firmly.
"That's right, so what about the demons? The worst we can do is fight them!"
"Even if I die, I will have someone to support me!"
…
The remaining seven people had extremely fierce eyes.
"good!"
Looking at the seven people in front of him, Mo Wentian laughed.
People from the Jiuyou Clan.
There are still a few left, which are barely usable.
"From now on, the seven of you will be the seven new elders of the Jiuyou Clan!"
"We will win this battle!"
Looking at the seven people, a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Are demons scary
The third elder is the Lord of Heaven
Now Mo Wentian is really fearless!
With his cultivation reaching the Great Heavenly Perfection and the Purple Emperor's body that is close to perfection, Mo Wentian's current punch is enough to smash a powerful person who has reached the Great Heavenly Perfection. If Mo Wentian's cultivation and Purple Emperor's body are allowed to be restored again, Breakthrough, even Tianjun, a strong man, can easily smash it to pieces!
"Thank you, ancestor!"
"Thank you, ancestor!"
…
The eyes of the seven people were extremely determined.
"Wu Sheng, take them back!"
"yes!"
Wu Sheng led seven people and quickly retreated.
In the heavenly city.
Countless disciples of the Nine Nether Clan quickly left.
The entire Celestial City.
It instantly became a lot more bleak.
"Boss, this Jiuyou clan is too bad!"
Xiaojiao looked at the empty Tiancheng with sarcasm in his eyes. Compared with Mo Wentian's Heaven-Eating Kingdom, this Jiuyou Clan is nothing!
"The patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan is a selfish person. There are only a few people left in the Jiuyou Clan, which is pretty good!"
Mo Wentian smiled faintly.
When the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan left, Mo Wentian's heart did not feel much shaken.
A disciple who has no sense of belonging.
How could he sacrifice his life for the Jiuyou Clan
"Boss, when are we!"
"Let the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom also come to this ancient ruins?"
Seemingly remembering something, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and asked in a deep voice.
"The Heaven-Devouring Kingdom?"
"Come to the ancient ruins!"
Mo Wentian was slightly shocked. This idea had never occurred to Mo Wentian. After all, in this ancient ruins, Mo Wentian's original power was too low. But now, it's different. The Jiuyou clan has been captured, plus Mo Wentian's own combat power.
It’s really not that difficult to establish the Kingdom of God!
"Compared with the beast masters and the demon clan, what we are inferior to is time!"
Mo Wentian said to himself, if there is enough time for Mo Wentian to cultivate a group of peerless experts, then there is really hope to occupy this ancient ruins.
But now, it’s difficult!
"Boss, the majesty of my Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"
"It will definitely cover this ancient ruins!"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said firmly.
"You're right!"
"Currently, our Heaven-Devouring Kingdom is still in the Sword God Continent, but in the future, it will surely cover the entire ancient ruins!"
"This emperor will become!"
"The king of this world!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with coldness and arrogance.
"let's go!"
"Walk!"
Mo Wentian's figure disappeared into the Celestial City.
when it appears again.
Mo Wentian appeared in Jiuyou Mansion.
Jiuyou Mansion.
Also very quiet.
In the entire Jiuyou Mansion, less than 10% of the people are left, and among the remaining 10%, there are very few who have fighting power!
One night passed in an instant.
The next day, early morning!
"Emperor..."
"Boss!"
"Brother Wentian!"
…
Mo Wentian just appeared, one after another.
He was already standing in front of Mo Wentian.
"The war is on!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely deep.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
"Fight, fight, fight..."
…
In Jiuyou Mansion, a fighting spirit rose.
The remaining Jiuyou Mansion disciples followed Mo Wentian with determination on their faces.
In the heavenly city.
Empty.
"Mo Wentian, your Jiuyou clan is going to be exterminated!"
"Why don't you let me go quickly?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the Saint of the Demon Clan sneered in her eyes. She did not expect that the Demon Clan came to kill and 90% of the Jiuyou Clan people were gone. How would the remaining Jiuyou Clan disciples fight with the Demon Clan? People contend
"The Nine Nether Clan is annihilated?"
Mo Wentian glanced at the demon saint girl lightly.
"Lie down!"
"Bang bang bang..."
Mo Wentian moved his finger and directly sealed the demon saint.
"What are you going to do?"
The expression of the demon saint changed drastically.
"Wu Sheng, if I lose the battle later, you guys will strip her naked!"
"Hang it on the city wall!"
With a casual word, Mo Wentian led the remaining disciples of the Jiuyou clan and walked out of the city.