"Mo Wentian, you are so abominable!"
"I am going to kill you!"
"ah… "
The killing intent in Qi Hao's eyes was terrifying and boundless.
At this moment, although he wanted to kill Mo Wentian in his heart, he was unable to do so. He was already surrounded by countless beauty snakes.
Waving the magic knife in his hand, he didn't even have a chance to breathe.
"ah… "
Within a quarter of an hour, a scream came from the depths of the sinkhole.
"Boss, that kid is dead?"
Listening to the scream, a bright light shone in Xiao Jiao's eyes.
“It’s been pretty good that I’ve persisted for such a long time!”
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, but there was a cold glint in his eyes.
"Boss, where are we going now?"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a slightly solemn expression.
"Where to go?"
"Of course it's for the treasure that can help Huantian break through!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"No, someone is coming!"
As if he had discovered something, Mo Wentian shouted coldly.
Within a moment, a figure approached the crowd.
Seeing the person coming, Mo Wentian was slightly startled.
The man who appeared was shirtless and his muscles were extremely strong. At first glance, he was a person cultivating his body.
Needless to say, Mo Wentian already knew that the person who came here was none other than the Tianniu Clan who had not surrendered to the Beast Clan except the Jiuyou Clan in this ancient ruins.
The people of the Tianniu tribe are extremely physically strong.
"Brother, are there really treasures in this sinkhole?"
"Yes, brother, we have been searching for so long and we haven't seen any trace of the treasure. How about we go out and get the king-level peak artifact? That's the key point!"
"There must be a treasure in this sinkhole. It will definitely take some time before the artifact is born. Why are you so anxious!"
…
The three people started talking instantly.
"Wu Sheng!"
"Owner!"
Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, Wu Sheng bowed respectfully, stepped forward and said in a deep voice.
"Wu Sheng, what are the identities of the three people in front of you among the Tianniu tribe?"
Mo Wentian looked at Wu Sheng in front of him and said coldly.
Although Wu Sheng's cultivation level is not very high, he is still the clan leader of the Jiuyou Clan, and he still has some information about the affairs of other clans.
"Reporting to the master, these are the three brothers of the Jiang family of the Tianniu tribe!"
"The people of the Longhorn tribe have the blood of the ancient longhorned beetles, and their bodies are extremely powerful!"
There was a slight look of solemnity in Wu Sheng's eyes.
"go on!"
A cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"Although the three brothers of the Jiang family are only in the middle stage of Tianjun's cultivation, their physiques are terrifying. Even the strong ones in the late stage of Tianjun will not be able to defeat them!"
Wu Sheng looked at Mo Wentian and said respectfully.
"What's the relationship between the Longhorn Tribe and the Orc Tribe?"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian asked again.
"Reporting to the master, the beast tribe has always wanted to conquer the Tianniu tribe and become the overlord of this ancient ruins, but the Tianniu tribe refuses to give in!"
A glimmer of light rose in Wu Sheng's eyes and he said in a deep voice.
"What you mean is that the Tianniu tribe is unwilling to surrender to the beast tribe. Their relationship is in a hostile state!"
Hearing this, a bright light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Yes, according to reliable information, the leader of the Tianniu Clan is not willing to surrender to the Beast Clan no matter what!"
Wu Sheng looked at Mo Wentian and said with great respect.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend!"
"In that case, let's go meet these friends!"
A bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then stepped out.
"who?"
"Come out!"
Just when Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng appeared a few feet away from the three Jiang brothers, a cold shout came from the void.
"Brothers of the Tianniu Clan, I am the ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan, and I am here to make friends with you!"
Mo Wentian raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth and said calmly.
"To make friends?"
"Ancestor of the Nine Nether Clan?"
The three of them looked at each other and Mo Wentian, their brows furrowed involuntarily.
"Aren't you the kid that the demons and monsters are chasing?"
"You still want to be friends with us?"
At this moment, one of the three people took the lead to recover and looked at Mo Wentian in front of him with disdain in his eyes.
"I was hunted by demons and monsters, but you guys shouldn't be much better, right?"
Mo Wentian looked at the ragged clothes of the three of them, as if they had just experienced a violent fight, and the corners of his mouth were raised more and more intensely.
"Boy, so what?"
"You, a small Nine Nether Clan, are nothing more than ants in front of our long-lost Celestial Clan. You actually want to make friends with us. What a dream!"
The two young men looked at Mo Wentian with fierce looks on their faces, and there was no trace of good humor in their words.
There are countless dangers in this sinkhole, but Mo Wentian is fine, but there are still Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng.
Their cultivation levels are all in the early stage of Caitianjun.
Since the Tianniu tribe and the beast tribe are in a hostile state, it is not a bad thing to travel with the Tianniu tribe in the Jiuyou Cave.
"Are you Brother Mo Wentian?"
"I am Jiang Chuan, and I am willing to be friends with you!"
Suddenly, the young man who had been silent until now spoke.
There was a slight arc on his face, which was appropriate but not impolite.
"Brother, this kid is in the early stages of being a Heavenly King. Wouldn't it be a hindrance if we take him with us?"
"What's more, this kid is being hunted by demons and monsters!"
"That's right, brother, we'd better not get along with him. Let's leave quickly!"
…
The two men behind Jiang Chuan were extremely reluctant, and their dislike for Mo Wentian was not concealed at all.
"Shut up, I have decided to go with the ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan!"
Jiang Chuan glanced at the two of them coldly and shouted coldly.
"Brother..."
"Brother..."
…
The two of them opened their mouths, wanting to say something more, but couldn't say anything for a long time.
"Brother Jiang, I, this Emperor, don't Wentian, just call me Wentian from now on!"
When Mo Wentian heard this, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, he took a step forward and said calmly.
"I am Jiang Chuan, brother Wentian, these are my two younger brothers, I hope you don't know them the same way!"
Jiang Chuan stretched out his hand, shook Mo Wentian's hand, glanced at the two people behind him, and said with a slight smile.
"Brother Jiang Chuan, it's okay, I can understand this!"
"I just hope that we can help each other in this Nine Nether Cave. As for other thoughts, since we have become friends, I hope nothing unpleasant will happen!"
The curve of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became a little thicker, but his voice was extremely cold.