"Reporting to my master, apart from me and Feng'er, all the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan are still perfected by the Heavenly Lord, but they are not far away from breaking through to the realm of the Heavenly Lord!"
Wu Sheng's eyes flashed and he answered respectfully.
"That's not enough!"
A look of solemnity appeared on Mo Wentian's face, and his voice was even deeper.
"How is the demon clan doing now?"
Suddenly, he remembered that Wu Sheng said last time that the demons would reach Tiancheng within three days, but now it was far more than three days, so he asked in a deep voice.
"Reporting to the master, something big seems to have happened in the demon clan. All the elders have been recalled!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng said respectfully.
"Everyone was recalled?"
An extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Send your disciples quickly to inquire. I want to know why they were all recalled!"
Then, looking at Wu Sheng, Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Master!"
Wu Sheng answered respectfully and immediately retreated.
Mo Wentian was the only one left in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion.
"Everyone was called back. This must not be an easy matter!"
As he muttered to himself, a cold gleam flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
All the young masters of the demon clan were killed by him, but now the people who sent people to kill him, Mo Wentian, were all summoned back. This must be something more important in the demon clan than avenging the young master of the demon clan. .
Otherwise, it would be impossible to summon all the elders back.
"Since we have gone back, I will spare your lives for the time being!"
Looking into the void, Mo Wentian's voice sounded extremely indifferent.
"Boss, if you can recall all the elders in the demon clan, something big must have happened in the demon clan!"
Suddenly, the little dragon emerged from Mo Wentian's arms and said solemnly.
"Something big must have happened, but what kind of big thing it is, I will naturally know it when the disciples find out!"
Mo Wentian frowned slightly and said in a very low voice.
"Master, it's not good!"
"The three elders of the demon clan have arrived in front of the Celestial City with three hundred disciples who have achieved the Great Heavenly Position!"
At this moment, Wu Sheng's slightly anxious voice came.
"Tell your ancestors of the Jiuyou Clan to get out!"
Looking at Chi Xiao in front of him, the Great Elder Deng Tian said with a fierce look on his face.
A terrifying and boundless majesty spread out from this man's body.
Chi Xiao's face couldn't help but turn pale.
The Deng Tian in front of him was a strong man in the later stage of Tianjun, while Chixiao was only in the perfect state of the Great Heavenly Throne.
The difference in cultivation level is simply a world of difference.
"Is it possible that our ancestors can be seen by you whenever you want?"
Chi Xiao's eyes were filled with coldness and arrogance.
Although his face was pale and his legs were trembling, Chi Xiao did not take a step back when faced with these three powerful Heavenly Lords and the three hundred Great Heavenly Consummators.
"Do the ants of the Nine Nether Clan still have some vitality?"
Looking at Chi Xiao in front of him, a sarcastic sneer rose in Deng Tian's eyes.
"Great Elder, let me kill this kid!"
"How dare an ant-like being be so presumptuous in front of the great elder!"
"Let me kill him!"
…
Behind Deng Tian, the group of demon clan disciples all looked at Chi Xiao and said fiercely.
It looked like he was about to take action against Chi Xiao at the next moment.
"Back off!"
A terrifying and boundless cold light rose in the old man's eyes, and he shouted towards the demon disciples behind him.
"Yes, Great Elder!"
"Yes, Great Elder!"
…
Hearing this, the figures retreated instantly.
"Boy, all these little ants dare to be so arrogant in front of this elder. Then I will let you taste the price of arrogance first!"
"die!"
Looking at Chi Xiao, Deng Tian's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The next moment, Deng Tian made a fist with his palms and punched Chi Xiao.
The little Great Heavenly Consummation actually dared to be presumptuous in front of him.
If he didn't kill Chi Xiao in front of him, where would his face be
Where is the face of his demon clan
"Who dares to touch someone from my Jiuyou Clan!"
But just when the old man's punch was about to land, a snake shadow appeared in an instant.
"who?"
The old man looked at the snake shadow with only an afterimage in front of him, his eyes full of surprise.
"It's me, Grandpa Xiaojiao!"
The figure fell, and Xiaojiao's eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.
"Greetings to Mr. Xiaojiao!"
Chi Xiao looked at Xiao Jiao and quickly stepped forward to salute.
"Back off!"
Xiaojiao said calmly.
"Yes, Master Xiaojiao!"
Chi Xiao answered quickly and then retreated.
Although he also wanted to stay here, his cultivation was too weak.
You must know that the worst warriors in this demon clan are already the perfect warriors of the Great Heavenly Realm. Although he has already reached the Perfect Heavenly Realm, he has only just broken through.
The aura in his body has not stabilized yet, so here he will only become a burden to Xiao Jiao.
"Your Majesty?"
"It's just a little snake that can be crushed to death with just a pinch!"
Deng Tian looked at the little dragon in front of him and said sarcastically.
"Crush him to death casually?"
"Old guy, do you want to crush me to death?"
Xiaojiao's eyes were full of contempt, and his voice was full of disdain.
Although Deng Tian's cultivation in front of him has reached the late stage of Tianjun, the gap between him and him is not small.
But Xiaojiao has followed Mo Wentian for so long, and there is no time to give up. Even if he is in the early stage of Tianjun, he can never lose when facing the late stage of Tianjun.
"Little snake, I don't want to argue with you, so I tell your ancestor to get out of here!"
A flash of anger rose in Deng Tian's eyes.
"Old dog, are you looking for this emperor to ask for death?"
A cold voice came, and Mo Wentian's figure was seen stepping out of the void.
Behind Mo Wentian, there were only two people following.
These two people were none other than Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng, father and son.
"Boss!"
Xiaojiao watched Mo Wentian arrive and quickly came to Mo Wentian's side.
"Boss, this old dog's cultivation has reached the late Tianjun stage!"
"The other two old dogs are already at the middle stage of Tianjun Stage!"
As if remembering something, Xiaojiao sent a message to Mo Wentian.
"It doesn't matter whether it's the middle stage of Tianjun or the late stage of Tianjun. If you come to me, you will die!"
Mo Wentian's Leng Ao Wushuang's voice sounded in Xiaojiao's mind.
"Want to die?"
"Boy, the little Great Heavenly Consummation actually said that this elder came here to seek death. How arrogant!"
The mocking voice sounded in the void.
Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, Deng Tian's eyes were filled with boundless contempt.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level is only perfect for the Great Heavenly Position, and even behind Mo Wentian there are two warriors in the early stage of Heavenly Lord.
But in the early days of Tianjun, in Deng Tian's eyes, he was nothing more than an ant.
"I don't know whether you are arrogant or not. I only know that the saint of your demon tribe, the little tiger king, the son of the demon king..."
"There is also the genius disciple Xiao Yuehen of the demon clan. By the way, there is also a vulgar fan who followed Xiao Yuehen. She seems to be a woman named Deng Jiaoyue. She looks so awesome!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk...it makes me feel sick to my stomach!"
Looking at Deng Tian in front of him, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with an evil smile on his face.