"etc!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he stopped.
"Master, what else are you saying?"
The two figures stopped in place, turned around, and gave a slight salute.
"Remember, if you encounter someone who is invincible, you must delay time. Don't let anyone in the passage come out within an hour!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were flashing with cold light, and his voice was even colder.
"Yes, Master!"
"Yes, Master!"
Xiao Jinghen and Duan Fan answered and walked towards the passage.
Watching the two figures leave, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"You protect me, I'll go in and take a look!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something. He looked at Xiaojiao and Huantian in front of him and said in a deep voice.
"Okay, boss!"
"Okay, boss!"
Xiaojiao and Huantian quickly agreed.
"This dark liquid is very strange. If you enter it physically, you don't know what you will face!"
"Soul!"
He muttered to himself, and the next moment, a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Shenhun, open!"
With a raised corner of his mouth, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged.
The soul unfolded and spread directly towards the dark pool.
As Mo Wentian's soul spread, the dark liquid in the pool began to roll crazily. In just a few breaths, the liquid in the pool suddenly surged until it reached a size of hundreds of feet, filled with The whole hall came to a halt.
"Buzzing..."
A mysterious aura quickly spread towards the surroundings.
Beside the Youchi, Xiaojiao, Huantian, a dragon and a demon stopped on Mo Wentian's left and right shoulders. They opened their eyes wide and looked around vigilantly.
And at the moment when Mo Wentian's soul entered the quiet pool, the quiet pool stretched out, and a pair of cold eyes suddenly opened.
The aura on this person's body was as vast as heaven and earth, terrifying and boundless.
"No, someone strong is coming!"
A look of vigilance instantly appeared in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Hahaha… "
"Not only did I win the artifact, but I also met Mo Wentian. It seems that I, Fan Zeng, am not very lucky today!"
Crazy laughter resounded throughout the hall.
The next moment, silhouettes appeared in front of Xiaojiao and others.
"Fan Zeng?"
In Xiaojiao's eyes, there was an extremely cold light.
Xiaojiao was no stranger to the name Fan Zeng. He had heard it discussed outside before entering the quiet pond just now.
Fan Zeng is the first genius disciple of the Demon Clan. His cultivation is only one step away from reaching the realm of the Heavenly King.
But the aura of the person in front of him clearly exceeded the realm of the Heavenly King and reached the terrifying realm of the Heavenly King.
"Yes, I am Fan Zeng!"
"You little reptile in the later stage of Tianjun, give me Mo Wentian, and I can consider making you a dog!"
Among the crowd, a young man stepped forward and looked at Xiaojiao with a look of disdain on his face.
"Be your dog?"
"Boy, you are really wishful thinking. You are so arrogant and ignorant. I will teach you a lesson today, little Grandpa Jiao!"
Xiaojiao was completely angered. When had he ever been so humiliated
A cold voice sounded, and the killing intent suddenly surged in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Little reptile, you are only in the late stage of the Cai Tianjun. It is ridiculous for me to want to kill the Heavenly King!"
Fan Zeng laughed wildly again, his voice full of sarcasm.
"Senior Brother Fan Zeng, how can I trouble you to handle this little reptile? Just leave it to us!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Fan Zeng, he is just a demonic beast in the late stage of Tianjun. Any one of us can kill him, so why do you need to take action!"
"Brothers, in this case, leave this little reptile to me, Fan Li!"
…
Behind Fan Zeng, figures stepped forward and looked at Fan Zeng, their words full of flattery.
"Junior Brother Fan Li, since you are so active, I will leave this little reptile to you!"
Fan Zeng looked at Fan Li, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Senior Brother Fan Zeng, don't worry. Within ten breaths, I will knock this little reptile down and make him beg for mercy from you!"
Fan Li took a step forward again and looked at Xiaojiao, his face full of determination.
"Well, don't let me down!"
Fan Zeng waved his hand slightly, his eyes flashing with coldness.
"Huantian, protect the boss!"
"Don't let them get close to the boss!"
Xiao Jiao looked at Xiao Jinghen and Duan Fan on the side and said coldly.
"Don't worry, leave it to me!"
Huantian's face had a slightly solemn expression, but he quickly agreed.
"Fan Zeng, before the war begins, do you dare to agree to one condition?"
As if he remembered something, Xiao Jiao said with a cold glint in his eyes.
Xiao Jinghen and Demon Lord are both here now. If Fan Zeng had made a move towards Mo Wentian during the battle between him and Fan Li, it would be impossible to stop him with Huantian's strength.
"What conditions?"
Fan Zeng's eyes were full of disdain and he subconsciously asked.
"You can't touch my boss until the battle between me and you is over!"
Xiaojiao looked at Fan Zeng with extremely cold eyes.
"Hahaha… "
Fan Zeng didn't answer, just laughed wildly.
"Don't agree?"
"Don't you dare?"
Seeing that Fan Zeng didn't answer, Xiaojiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, imitating Mo Wentian's method of inspiring generals.
"Don't you dare?"
"Why don't I dare? I'm just an ant in the middle stage of Tianjun. If I kill him early, I'll die anyway. If I kill him late, I'll die anyway. It doesn't make any difference!"
"I promise you!"
Fan Zeng was so aroused by Xiaojiao that he was really fooled. Looking at Xiaojiao, his face was full of coldness and arrogance.
In his opinion, Mo Wentian's cultivation in the middle stage of Tianjun was really no different from that of an ant.
"The number one genius of the demon clan is really refreshing!"
Xiaojiao looked at Fan Zeng and said with a cold light in his eyes.
"Come on, you little demon bastard!"
The next moment, Xiaojiao looked at Fan Li in front of him and shouted coldly.
"Little reptile, don't be so quick to talk, I am a strong man at the peak of Tianjun!"
"I'll give you a chance. Beg for mercy from Senior Brother Fan Zeng now, and I will spare you. Otherwise, don't say I bullied you later!"
Fan Li looked at Xiaojiao, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised.
"Begging for mercy from him?"
"Your grandpa, I have never known what begging for mercy means since I was born. Stop talking nonsense, little bastard. Today, your little grandpa Jiao, I will let you taste my power!"
A cold voice sounded, and a cold light shone in Xiao Jiao's eyes.
The next moment, the little dragon ducked and appeared in the void.
"How awesome are you?"
"Little reptile, I will beat you until you are full of teeth today!"
Among the crowd, Fan Li took a step forward and spoke with a fierce look on his face.
The little dragon in the void is just a little snake in its incarnation, and the aura on his body is only that of the late stage Tianjun, but Fan Li is the peak powerhouse of Tianjun.
No wonder Fan Li underestimated Xiao Jiao.
In the eyes of Tianjun at his peak, Tianjun at the later stage is nothing more than an ant.