"That's right, it's the Demon King's old friend Meng Ruoxi, a strong man at the peak of Tianjun!"
"I don't know if it's Meng Ruoxi, but the First Elder and Second Elder sent by the Monster Clan have all died in the Jiuyou Clan!"
Jiang Chuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, looking at Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu in front of him, he said coldly.
"The first elder and second elder of the demon clan were also killed?"
"impossible?"
"This is impossible?"
"Even if someone falls in the Jiuyou Clan, it is not necessarily killed by that boy Mo Wentian. There may be other strong men in the Jiuyou Clan!"
"That's right, it was definitely not Mo Wentian who killed him!"
…
Hearing this, Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu instantly exploded.
"Don't doubt the reliability of what I said. If it weren't for the ones he killed, why would the demon clan and demon clan send so many strong men to come!"
"I heard that they are also looking for Mo Wentian!"
Jiang Chuan's eyes flashed coldly, and his voice was even colder.
"Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu really don't look like this Jiang Chuan at all. Didn't they say they were the three brothers?"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a slight arc.
The conversation between the three of them was completely overheard by Mo Wentian.
For Jiang Chuan, Mo Wentian still had a good impression, but for Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu, that was another story.
The next moment, Mo Wentian thought that Xiaojiao and others were still waiting for him.
The Snake King Demon Pill he had just obtained had not yet been refined by Xiao Jiao, so he quickened his pace and approached Xiao Jiao and the others along his spiritual consciousness.
"This is it!"
A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian arrived at the place where Xiaojiao and others were just now.
"Boss, are you okay?"
Seeing Mo Wentian coming, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and got directly into Mo Wentian's arms.
"I'm fine!"
Mo Wentian said with a calm smile.
"It's okay!"
"Boss, what about the three brothers of the Jiang family?"
After glancing behind Mo Wentian and seeing the empty area, Xiaojiao couldn't help but ask.
"They've left!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with an extremely cold light, and he answered in a deep voice.
"left?"
"Didn't they come to the sinkhole to get the treasure? Why did they leave?"
There was a hint of suspicion in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Maybe it's because the sinkhole is too dangerous. After all, their purpose is not the treasure in the sinkhole. They come to the Jiuyou Mountains more for the artifact!"
Mo Wentian said in a deep voice with a bright light rising in his eyes.
"I see!"
"Boss, where are we going now?"
Xiaojiao seemed to remember something and asked again.
"Of course we have to go to the deepest part of the sinkhole to look for treasures that can help Huantian improve!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and said coldly.
They came to this sinkhole to find treasures to help Huantian break through.
The current Huantian can, at most, transform into a powerful and perfect Tianjun. If his cultivation reaches a breakthrough, warriors within Tianjun can easily transform into him, and they will last for a long time.
What's more, Huantian can also transform into a powerful heavenly king who is beyond the realm of the heavenly king.
"I like this!"
When Xiao Jiao heard that he was looking for treasure, a glint flashed in his eyes.
"By the way, I just got a demon elixir from the Red-faced Snake King here!"
"Little Jiao, you first enter the Wentian Pavilion to refine it and improve your cultivation!"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian took out a bright red demon pill from his arms.
"Boss, the improvement of your cultivation is the most important thing. You should have refined this demon pill, right?"
Xiaojiao did not reach out to pick it up, but said in a deep voice with a serious face.
How could Xiao Jiao not know what Mo Wentian was thinking? Mo Wentian wanted to establish his own Heaven-Eating Kingdom in this ancient ruins. He wanted to take his Heaven-Eating Kingdom to become the king of this ancient ruins.
The most urgent thing at the moment is the improvement of Mo Wentian's cultivation. Xiaojiao understands this truth well.
"This demon pill won't have much effect on me. Please refine it quickly to improve your cultivation!"
A cold glint flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said coldly.
"Then thank you boss!"
Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, the light in his eyes flickering. He then took the demon pill and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already in Wentian Pavilion.
Seeing Xiao Jiao's figure disappear, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth slightly curved.
"This sinkhole is extremely weird. There must be treasures in it!"
"No, there is a very familiar smell in this sinkhole!"
"You think that boy Mo Wentian is not in this sinkhole, right?"
"Are you there? Let's go in and take a look and we'll find out!"
…
At this moment, a series of comments came.
Followed by four footsteps.
"Master, someone is coming!"
Wu Sheng looked at Mo Wentian and said solemnly.
"Four late Heavenly Lords, take the map and go to the depths of the sinkhole to wait for me!"
Mo Wentian felt the auras of the four figures, all of whom had reached the late Tianjun stage, and said coldly.
At best, Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng can only defeat the warriors in the middle stage of Tianjun, and those who come here are all in the late stage of Tianjun.
If they stay, not only will they not be able to help Mo Wentian, they will become a burden to him. Letting them leave is the best solution.
"Ancestor, let me stay and help you!"
Wu Jinfeng's face was full of seriousness, and his voice was even more sonorous and powerful.
"No, I can handle these four people alone!"
"Get back quickly!"
An extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Owner!"
"Ancestor..."
Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but in the end they looked at Mo Wentian, but could not say anything.
"Quickly retreat!"
Seeing that the two of them were still not leaving, Mo Wentian shouted coldly again.
Hearing this, Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng did not dare to neglect any more. They took the map and quickly walked towards the depths of the sinkhole.
"Seeing the two figures leaving, Mo Wentian sat down on the stone bench with his legs crossed.
That look is as arrogant as you want.
"Senior Brother Qi Ran, do we really want to enter this sinkhole?"
"I just got the news that all the five evil spirits of the demon clan have been killed by that boy Mo Wentian!"
"Is what you said true or false?"
"That boy Mo Wentian's cultivation is at the early stage of the Cai Tianjun. The five demons are beyond the middle stage of the Tianjun and have reached the terrifying late stage of the Tianjun!"
…
Mo Wentian's spiritual consciousness unfolded, and the sounds of discussion reached Mo Wentian's ears again.
"This is really slow!"
Mo Wentian let out a long breath, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the delay in the arrival of these four people.
A quarter of an hour passed again.
Four figures finally arrived not far from Mo Wentian.