"What?"
"The demons actually took advantage of my absence to send strong men here?"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a terrifying murderous intent.
"That's right, they sent ten strong men from the early stage of Tianjun!"
"Actually, this is all our fault. Master Tianhu asked us not to take action, but I really can't help but those people covet Master Tianhu!"
"I took action. It's all my fault. If we hadn't taken action, they wouldn't have seriously injured us. In this way, they wouldn't threaten Master Tianhu, and Master Tianhu wouldn't have to follow them!"
Chi Xiao looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes full of regret, and there was a hint of self-blame in his voice.
"Chixiao, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault!"
"They have arrived a total of ten warriors from the early stage of Tianjun. Even if you don't take action, they will definitely take action against you!"
Mo Wentian quickly helped Chi Xiao up, but the chill in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
"Emperor..."
Chi Xiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Tianhu!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with rage.
Mo Wentian seemed to have seen the desperate scene when Tianhu and Ku Laitian killed them when he was no longer in the Jiuyou Clan.
He, Mo Wentian, must avenge this.
"Old devil dog, I will definitely ask you to repay it a thousand times!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold, and the power billowing from Mo Wentian's body was terrifying.
In the Nine Nether Clan's Celestial City, that terrifying anger soared into the sky.
"What a terrible smell!"
"The aura on Mo Wentian's body has become stronger again. Has his cultivation level broken through again?"
"The Demon Clan has taken away the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan. It seems that the Demon Clan and the Jiuyou Clan are going to fight!"
"There's a good show to watch!"
…
One after another figures looked into the void, their eyes were extremely shocked, but when they came back to their senses, it was more that they wanted to watch a good show.
Although the Demon Clan and the Yao Clan have both surrendered to the Beast Clan, but under the same sect, there is naturally a distinction between high and low.
The strength of the Demon Clan is inherently stronger than that of the Demon Clan, so in front of the Demon King, the Demon Clan will naturally look upon the Demon Clan more seriously.
Now that the people of the Demon Clan are in conflict with Mo Wentian, the people of the Demon Clan are naturally happy to watch the show.
"Boss, Tianhu has been taken away now, what should we do?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with cold light and he asked in a deep voice.
"what to do?"
"If you dare to take Tianhu away, of course I will go and get Tianhu back!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with cold light, and his voice was even more sonorous and powerful.
"Boss, do you mean to go to the demon clan?"
Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and asked at the same time.
"That's right, go to the demons!"
"Xiao Jinghen, you stay in Tiancheng, Demon Lord, Fan Zeng, follow me to the Demon Clan!"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed and he said coldly.
"Yes, Master!"
"Yes, Master!"
…
One after another, figures bowed to Mo Wentian and arrived respectfully.
"Little Jiao, Huantian, let's go!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian and others disappeared directly from the spot.
"Look, that's Mo Wentian. Where are Mo Wentian, Fan Zeng and Demon Lord going?"
"I looked in the direction, and it seemed like I was going to the Demon Clan!"
"Demons? What are they going to do with the demons?"
"Among the Demon Clan, there is a strong person in the middle stage of Demon King Heavenly King. Mo Wentian went to the Demon Clan to die?"
"No matter what he goes to see, there will always be good shows wherever Mo Wentian is. Follow him and see what good shows are about to be staged!"
…
One after another, the figures looked at the group of people in the void and began to discuss.
The next moment, figures followed him quickly.
"Boss, there are many people following us secretly. Do you want to deal with them?"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice with a cold light in his eyes.
"They're just some ants who want to watch a show. It's a waste of time to kill them!"
"Our top priority is to get to the demon clan quickly and rescue Tianhu from the demon clan!"
Mo Wentian glanced at the figures behind him and said coldly.
For Mo Wentian, the current disciples of Tianjun in the middle and later stages are indeed nothing more than interests.
He didn't even bother to kill.
"Boss, why do you think the Demon King of the Demon Clan went to the Demon Clan to capture Tianhu?"
Seemingly remembering something, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and asked again.
"What else could it be for? It's just to lure me to the demon clan. They want to kill me so that they can go to the old bastard, the beast master, and receive the reward!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were so cold that it could almost freeze a person.
"The people of the demon clan are really hateful. They actually sent people to kidnap the Sky Fox while you were away!"
"People from the Demon Clan have always been shameless. For them, these are just common tricks!"
…
Xiaojiao and Huantian, one dragon and one demon, started to curse each other angrily.
An hour passed, and Mo Wentian took the lead and finally arrived outside the gate of the demon clan.
"Demon King, old dog, get out of here!"
Looking at the Demon King's Mansion standing in the deepest part, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold light and he shouted coldly.
"Who is this person? He came to my demon clan so arrogantly and yelled at the demon king!"
"This person is so familiar... I... I remembered, this person is Mo Wentian!"
"Mo Wentian? Mo Wentian, the ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan?"
"This person's cultivation level is only in the late stage of Tianjun. There are a lot of people with this kind of cultivation level among my demon clan. He dares to shout so wantonly. It's really arrogant!"
…
In front of the Demon Clan's city gate, the figures of the Demon Clan's outer disciples looked at Mo Wentian with disdain in their eyes.
The outer disciples among the Demon Clan are unaware of many affairs within the Demon Clan.
They had only heard that Mo Wentian was the ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan. As for the fact that Mo Wentian killed their young master and other powerful men, they knew nothing about it.
They only knew that the Mo Wentian in front of them had a low cultivation level and was in the late stage of Cai Tianjun. Such cultivation level was indeed rare among their demon clan.
But what they were stupid about was that Mo Wentian's strength was never measured by his cultivation.
"Owner!"
"Owner!"
"Boss, you're walking so fast, but you're exhausting me to death!"
…
At this moment, figures fell behind Mo Wentian.
"Senior Brother Fan Zeng?"
"Senior Brother Fan Zeng called Mo Wentian that little master just now?"
"Did I hear you correctly? The aura of Senior Brother Fan Zeng has already reached the realm of a Heavenly King. He is actually called Master Mo Wentian?"
"I heard it too, and look at Senior Brother Fan Zeng's respectful look!"
…
Hearing Fan Zeng's words of master, the crowd instantly exploded.