"Master Demon King, there is no need to worry about going there for a while. For me, the small Jiuyou Clan is not something that can be destroyed easily!"
There was a fierce look in Meng Ruoxi's eyes.
"Ruoxi, although there are no strong people in the Jiuyou Clan, we can't underestimate them. The first elder and the second elder who were sent there, as well as Xiao Yuehen, all died in the hands of the Jiuyou Clan."
The demon king's face suddenly became fierce.
"Master Demon King, don't worry about this. I'm different from their bunch of trash. I have a hunch that my cultivation is not far away from breaking through to the perfection of the Heavenly Lord!"
Meng Ruoxi's face was full of confidence.
With her peak Tianjun strength, she really didn't pay attention to the small Jiuyou Clan.
As for those people from the Monster Clan who went to the Jiuyou Clan and were killed by the Jiuyou Clan, in Meng Ruoxi's view, it was all due to their own incompetence.
"Ruoxi, you are about to break through again, it's really good!"
When the Demon King heard that Meng Ruoxi was about to break through again, he couldn't hide the joy on his face.
"Sir Demon King, my cultivation is about to break through. Should you reward me?"
"Lord Demon King..."
Meng Ruoxi twisted her waist, and there was a hint of temptation in her coquettish voice.
"Reward reward?"
"Beauty Ruoxi..."
Demon King Ren Zhen was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses and his eyes instantly lit up.
"Hahaha… "
"Kekeke..."
Laughter sounded in a small courtyard of the Demon King's Mansion.
The day passed quickly.
During this day, everyone in Jiuyou Clan’s Tiancheng was practicing.
In the small courtyard of the city lord's mansion.
"Huhuhu..."
Mo Wentian let out a breath of turbid air and stood up immediately.
"Chixiao!"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian shouted coldly.
"Emperor!"
Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, Chi Xiao's figure quickly appeared outside the small courtyard.
"How are you finding out about the demon clan?"
Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely indifferent.
Mo Wentian didn't believe that after he killed so many strong men from the demon clan, the demon clan would just let him go.
"Replying to the Emperor, Xiao Ran hasn't sent a message yet, but the disciple has found out the news. The king-level peak artifact of the Jiuyou Mountains will be born in two days. The demon clan will naturally not miss this perfect opportunity!"
"They must be involved in the robbery!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Chi Xiao's eyes were extremely respectful.
"Participate in the robbery?"
"Okay! Since I feel that not enough people have died, I don't mind helping his demon clan a little more!"
Hearing this, an extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"How are the cultivation levels of the disciples in the clan?"
The cultivation of the disciples in the clan is the most important thing. Thinking of this, Mo Wentian asked coldly.
"Reporting to the Emperor, two disciples from the Jiuyou Clan are about to break through to the realm of the Heavenly Lord, and the rest have not made much substantial progress!"
Chi Xiao's eyes were full of respect, but there was a hint of solemnity in his voice.
"not enough!"
"This level of cultivation is still not enough!"
Mo Wentian shook his head, an extremely cold light rising in his eyes.
"Boss, there are not enough resources, someone will come and provide them!"
Suddenly, Huantian's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Is someone here to deliver it?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and then he looked into the void.
In the distant void, a dragon horse quickly drove towards the Jiuyou Clan's Celestial City.
Behind the dragon horse is pulling an extravagant golden luan. The golden luan is hundreds of feet tall. Wherever it passes, even the void trembles.
"Longma Jinluan?"
A bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Ryoma, that is an ancient alien species. You can imagine how rare this thing is, and it cannot be conquered casually.
Mo Wentian knew without thinking that the person coming this time must have a high status!
"The demon clan is really going to save grandpa, come one by one!"
But the next moment, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and then an extremely cold light appeared in his eyes.
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, a transmission note came to Mo Wentian's ear.
"Report to the master, among the demon clan, the demon king has sent the demon king's old friend Meng Ruoxi to come to Tiancheng!"
"This person's cultivation is at the peak of the Heavenly Lord, and he will soon break through to the Heavenly Lord's perfection!"
After hearing this transmission note, Mo Wentian crushed it instantly.
"Meng Ruoxi, Tianjun's peak is about to break through to Tianjun's perfection!"
"With such strength, the blood should be pretty good!"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light.
"Boss, this man's aura is so strong!"
The voices of Xiaojiao and Huantian suddenly sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"So strong?"
"You have to fight even if you are strong!"
The deep voice was sonorous and powerful, and the eyes were even more determined.
"My cultivation has broken through to the stellar realm, but I don't know what my current combat power is!"
"Now Meng Ruoxi comes at the right time, just in time to test my strength!"
On Mo Wentian's face, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a cold gleam rose in his eyes.
"Chixiao, inform everyone to gather in front of Tiancheng Gate to welcome the guests after an hour!"
The faint voice resounded throughout Tiancheng.
"Yes, Emperor!"
Chi Xiao retreated with great respect.
An hour later, in front of Tiancheng.
"Rumble..."
The whole world seemed to tremble. In the void, the hundred-foot golden lancet fell, and above the golden luan, a vast and boundless aura rose, with terrifying power and power.
"What is this? Why is it so powerful?"
"I feel like the energy and blood in my body are surging!"
"Could this be the legendary dragon horse?"
"Ryoma? Could it be that the demon clan is here again?"...
The entire Tiancheng was boiling instantly.
"Who is Mo Wentian? Get out of here!"
A cold voice sounded in the void.
The next moment, everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, and a soft figure walked out of the golden luan. Wherever this person passed, various enchanting phantoms appeared in the void.
"What a nice view… "
"this… "
…
The disciples with low cultivation levels suddenly had a sudden surge of light in their eyes, and were stared at by countless charming eyes in the void, as if they were about to be taken away from their souls.
"Little tricks!"
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, shouted coldly, and made seals one by one in his hands.
As the ancestor of illusion, Huantian's little tricks are like ants in Huantian's eyes.
As Huantian played seals one after another, countless enchanting phantoms in the void instantly collapsed.
"this… "
"How can this be?"
After being stunned for a few seconds, Meng Ruoxi had a bit of disbelief in her eyes.
Meng Ruoxi was extremely confident in her illusion skills.
It was with this charming illusion that she could keep the demon king. She was confident that no one could resist her temptation.
But today, in this small Jiuyou Clan, in front of a group of people she didn't pay attention to at all, the illusion she was proud of was easily defeated.