"Old dog, I have already given you the chance!"
"If you can't catch it yourself, you can't blame me!"
"die!"
A cold voice sounded in the void.
Mo Wentian clenched his hands into fists and dropped them directly towards Xiao Ran.
"I surrender!"
"I surrender!"
Seeing that the punch was about to land on his head, Xiao Ran was trembling. His face was even more frightened at this moment, and he quickly spoke to Mo Wentian.
"Relax!"
An evil smile appeared on Mo Wentian's lips, but his voice was extremely cold.
"Don't kill me, let me go, let me go!"
Xiao Ran's eyes were full of fear.
He was really scared at this moment, he was really afraid that Mo Wentian would kill him.
"Slave God Seal!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian produced seals one after another in his hands.
The next moment, a simple word slave was formed in the void.
As the word "Slave" appeared, a vast and boundless aura spread instantly in the void.
"become!"
With a sharp shout, the Slave God Seal fell directly towards Xiao Ran's eyebrows.
"ah… "
Xiao Ran's whole body was rolling on the ground.
It was as if he was suffering tremendous pain at this moment.
"ah… "
Xiao Ran's eyes were filled with fear, and his screams were even more awe-inspiring.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Ran's screams stopped.
The next moment, Xiao Ran got up from the ground and knelt in front of Mo Wentian with great respect.
"Meet the master!"
Xiao Ran looked like a pug without any thoughts of his own at this moment.
"Tell me, how many warriors in the realm of the Heavenly Lord are there among your demon clan?"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Ran in front of him and said with an indifferent expression.
"Reporting to the master, there are twenty-five warriors in the realm of the Heavenly Lord among the demon clan!"
"Among them, there are eighteen warriors in the early stage of Tianjun, four warriors in the middle stage of Tianjun, and three warriors in the late stage of Tianjun and above."
Looking at Mo Wentian, the third elder said respectfully.
"Twenty-five people in the realm of the Heavenly King?"
"There are three more people above Tianjun in the later stage?"
"Tell me, who are the warriors above the late Tianjun in the demon clan?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said in an extremely cold voice.
"Reporting to the master, the warriors in the late stage of Tianjun and above are the great elder Deng Tian, and Meng Ruoxi, the peerless genius of the demon clan and the old friend of the demon king. Her cultivation has broken through the late stage of Tianjun and reached the terrifying level. The peak state of Tianjun.
"Besides that, there is Demon King Ren Zhen. Ren Zhen's cultivation has also reached the peak of Tianjun, and he is only one step away from Tianjun's perfection!"
Xiao Ran knelt on the ground, his eyes extremely respectful.
"The strength among the demon clan is pretty good!"
"There are actually so many powerful Tianjuns, and there are only two experts at the peak of Tianjun!"
A cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Xiao Ran, after my order, you go back to the clan and tell the Demon King that everyone is dead and you are the only one left!"
"Then stay in the demon clan honestly and wait for the emperor's orders!"
Looking at Xiao Ran, Mo Wentian's eyes were cold and arrogant.
"Yes, Master!"
Xiao Ran respectfully agreed.
"Back off!"
Seemingly remembering something, Mo Wentian said in a deep voice as he looked at Xiao Ran.
"Yes, Master!"
Xiao Ran agreed with great respect, then stood up and walked towards the outside of the hall.
"There are already twenty-five Tianjuns in the Monster Clan, and there are even two strong men who are at the peak of Tianjun. With my current fighting power, it will be difficult for me to defeat the strong men in the later stage of Tianjun!"
"Then let alone a strong man at the peak of Tianjun!"
"My strength is still too weak!"
Mo Wentian looked into the void and muttered to himself.
"The battle with so many space rings just now is all resources and cannot be wasted!"
A bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The next moment, his mind moved, and his soul swept across the space rings.
"Two supreme monarch-level artifacts!"
"Level 4 elixir, elixir..."
…
Mo Wentian said to himself, a hint of joy rose in his eyes, and then he sat down cross-legged.
At this moment, in the distant void.
Huantian was at the front with a cold and arrogant face, followed closely by the figure of an old man.
This old man is none other than Deng Tian, the great elder of the demon clan.
"Master Demon King, why did you ask me to return to the Demon Clan?"
Deng Tian's heart was full of doubts and he couldn't help but said.
"Of course I have a reason for calling you here. Just go back to the Demon Clan immediately!"
Huantian's voice was cold and arrogant.
He couldn't explain why, but Deng Tian just felt that the Demon King today seemed different from usual.
But I can’t tell specifically what the difference is.
A quarter of an hour passed, and Huantian clearly felt a sense of weakness coming from his body.
"No, I have to get rid of this old guy quickly. I can't let him find out that I'm a fake!"
Huantian thought secretly in his heart, and a cold gleam rose in his eyes.
"Great Elder, I am going to meet with the beast master today to discuss big things with the beast master. There are many things in the demon clan that need you to deal with!"
"You just go back and take care of all the matters in the clan!"
Huantian's voice and demeanor were exactly the same as the Demon King's, so much so that Deng Tian, the great elder in front of him, couldn't see the slightest flaw.
"Master Demon King, the boy from the Jiuyou Clan who claims to be the ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan is extremely weird!"
"Even Xiao Yuehen was killed by him. The second elder and the third elder are there. I'm worried..."
"It's better for me to destroy the Jiuyou Clan first, and it won't be too late to get food from the Hui Clan!"
Deng Tian's eyes flashed with light, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Great Elder, it seems that my king's orders are of no use to you?"
When Huantian heard this, he was instantly filled with anger.
Tianjun's peak power surged out from his body.
"It's useful, Lord Demon King..."
"I will go back to the clan immediately to handle matters!"
The rolling power swept over him, and Deng Tian's body couldn't help but tremble.
Although there is only a small difference between the middle stage of Tianjun and the late stage of Tianjun, they are thousands of miles apart in terms of strength.
"Then why are you still standing there, get out of here!"
"Before I come back, I must take care of all the affairs of the clan!"
The corner of Huantian's mouth raised slightly, and his voice was even more cold and stern.
The next moment, the figure flashed and disappeared directly into the void.
"What's going on, Lord Demon King?"
"I just went to the Jiuyou Clan personally after my son died and didn't want to take revenge. I didn't even ask. I didn't seem to care at all!"
Looking at the departing figure in the void, Great Elder Deng Tian's face was frowned, and his wrinkled face was full of confusion.
"Old bastard, you talk so much nonsense that you almost caused my ancestor to be exposed!"
Tens of thousands of feet away, Huantian's figure appeared.