The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure appeared in the Demon King's Mansion, the highest point of the Demon Clan.
In the main hall of the Demon King's Mansion, Mo Wentian sat on the main seat in the center.
"Tell the master to bring all the people you want!"
Fan Zeng, Demon Lord Duan Fan, and Xiao Jinghen all knelt on the ground, looked at Mo Wentian, and said respectfully.
"Are all the elders here?"
Mo Wentian glanced at the five embarrassed figures in front of him and said coldly.
"Replying to the master, they are all here!"
Fan Zeng quickly answered.
"You all get up!"
Mo Wentian said coldly as if he remembered something.
"Yes, Master!"
"Yes, Master!"
"Yes, Master!"
…
The figures stood up quickly.
"Boss, have you recovered Tianhu's cultivation?"
"Yes, boss, how is Tianhu doing now?"
At this moment, the figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
"Tianhu's cultivation has not recovered yet, wait until I take care of the demon clan's affairs!"
"Go and help her recover her cultivation!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with an extremely cold light, and he replied in a deep voice.
When he heard Xiaojiao and Huantian asking this question, Mo Wentian didn't feel anything was wrong at first, but at this moment, a bad premonition arose in his heart.
He always felt that what Tianhu said was not the truth, and Tianhu seemed to be lying to him!
"Boss, these old men are..."
"Is he an elder of the demon clan?"
Suddenly, looking at the embarrassed figures in the hall, Xiaojiao said with a cold light in his eyes.
"That's right, these are all old bastards from the demon clan!"
"Little Jiao, are you ready?"
"It's time to establish our Heaven-Devouring Kingdom!"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, with a bright light rising in his eyes.
"Establishing the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom?"
"Boss, are you talking about establishing the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom now? Establishing our Heaven-Devouring Kingdom among this demon clan?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the joy on Xiaojiao's face was beyond words.
"That's right, it is within this demon clan that we will establish our Heaven-Devouring Kingdom!"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said very calmly.
"Boss, okay, very good!"
"I've been waiting for a long time!"
"Now we have three powerful Heavenly Kings in our Heaven-Eating Kingdom. As for the other disciples, relying on your power and reputation in the Jiuyou Mountains, boss, plus your battle with Demon King Lu Yan!"
"I think if our Heaven-Eating Kingdom recruits disciples, many people will definitely come here!"
When Xiaojiao thought about the establishment of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom, he immediately thought about recruiting disciples.
"This is all after establishment!"
"The most important thing now is to deal with these five old bastards in front of us!"
Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and his voice was full of coldness.
"Boss, what do you plan to do with these five old bastards?"
Xiaojiao's expression suddenly became serious. Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao said in a deep voice.
"If you don't surrender, you will die!"
The cold voice resounded throughout the Demon King's Mansion.
Some warriors with lower cultivation levels only felt a chill on their backs. What's worse, some warriors even wanted to kneel down.
"Mo Wentian, you killed the demon king of my demon clan, and you also killed my Ru'er!"
"I will definitely kill you today to avenge the Demon King, my Ru'er!"
At this moment, an old man among the five people took a step forward and looked at Mo Wentian, with terrifying murderous intent in his eyes.
"Are you the great elder of the demon clan?"
Mo Wentian looked at the old man in front of him and said in a deep voice with a cold light in his eyes.
"Reporting to the master, this person is Lu Liu, the great elder of the demon clan!"
At this moment, Fan Zeng looked at Mo Wentian and said respectfully.
"Fan Zeng, you are a rip-off guy!"
"My demon clan treats you well, and the Demon King has nothing to say about your kindness, but you accept the thief as the master, which really embarrasses my demon clan's face!"
Hearing this, the Great Elder Lu Liu pointed his finger at Fan Zeng, who was standing aside, with a look of disdain on his face.
"Old bastard, don't think that everyone doesn't know about the fact that you sent your woman to that old pervert, the Demon King Lu Yan!"
"You still have the nerve to say that I have disgraced the demons, but you are the ones who disgraced the demons, right?"
"Which of the five of you didn't give your daughter to that old pervert Lu Yan!"
Fan Zeng felt a surge of anger in his heart. Looking at Lu Liu, Fan Zeng said with a cold light in his eyes.
"you… "
"Fan Zeng, you are simply not worthy of being a member of my demon clan!"
"Fan Zeng, if you speak well of the Great Elder, just speak of the Great Elder. What's the point of involving us!"
"That's right, our daughters are all..."
…
Originally, the four people behind Lu Liu wanted to argue, but looking at the cold and proud voice in front of them, they swallowed back all the words in their throats.
"Fan Zeng, stand down!"
Mo Wentian looked at this scene and shouted coldly.
"Yes, Master!"
Hearing this, Fan Zeng gave a slight salute and then respectfully stepped back.
"This emperor has no time to talk nonsense with you!"
"Old bastards, this emperor gives you two choices, surrender, or die!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Surrender?"
"Mo Wentian, your boy killed the demon king of our demon clan and all our daughters. You still want us to surrender?"
"How ridiculous!"
"That's right, your cultivation level is only in the late stage of Cai Tianjun, and we are all strong in the realm of Heavenly Kings. I don't believe that you alone can kill five of us!"
…
Listening to Mo Wentian's cold and arrogant words, the five people looked at Mo Wentian and said with sinister faces.
"This emperor has given me the opportunity!"
"If you don't surrender, you will die!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice was even more chilling.
"Everyone come together!"
"Kill this kid!"
"The Demon King died in the hands of this kid, we..."
"That's right. The Demon King's cultivation in the late stage of the Heavenly King died in the hands of this boy. Then the cultivation of the five of us is only at the early stage of the Heavenly King. Can we beat Mo Wentian?"
…
Among the five people, the expressions were different.
Even two of them couldn't help but tremble in their hearts when they thought that the powerful men in the later period of Demon King Lu Yantian had died in the hands of Mo Wentian. Looking at that proud figure.
"Boss, these two people seem to want to surrender!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Life is precious, who wants to die!"
"Since they know each other so well, let's spare their lives and add two heavenly king warriors to our Heaven-Devouring Kingdom!"
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and then he said indifferently.