If the ice dragon in the Emperor's Realm, coupled with his terrifying physique, were swallowed up by Mo Wentian.
This is a great thing for both his cultivation and his physique.
"Master, that ice dragon has been entrenched in the Ice Abyss for many years, and he will not allow others to enter!"
"If you are interested in it and want to enter, I'm afraid it will be extremely dangerous!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Lu Jun's eyes flashed with a complex look.
"That's right, boss, that ice dragon has probably reached the realm of the Emperor!"
"With such cultivation, our current level is probably far from enough!"
At this moment, Huantian emerged from Mo Wentian's arms, looked at Mo Wentian, and said solemnly.
"Huantian, have you forgotten something?"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Huantian, and asked rhetorically.
"Forgot something?"
For a moment, Huantian's eyes were full of confusion.
"Huantian, have you forgotten, what kind of dragon am I?"
Looking at Huantian's expression full of surprise, the figure of the little dragon flashed beside Huantian and said coldly.
"Who are you?"
"That's right, little dragon, you were originally an ice soul dragon!"
"In this case, it is not difficult for you to enter this ice abyss!"
When Xiaojiao asked this question, Huantian's eyes instantly flashed with light.
The next moment, his face was full of joy.
"Mr. Lu, is there anything else we should pay attention to in this ice abyss?"
At this moment, Mo Wentian looked at Lu Jun and said with a cold glint in his eyes.
"Reporting to the master, in addition to the ice dragon, there are other ice monsters in this ice abyss!"
"But the levels of those monsters are not high. With your current strength, Master, you are not afraid of them!"
Hearing this, Lu Jun hurriedly spoke without any hesitation.
"Xiao Jinghen, Fan Zeng!"
"Owner!"
Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, two figures knelt in front of Mo Wentian with boundless respect.
"You two stay in this demon clan!"
"When this emperor comes out of the Ice Abyss, I want to see all the disciples of this demon clan surrender at my feet!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with coldness and pride.
"Master, what if..."
Hearing this, Fan Zeng's eyes flashed with coldness, and a solemn look appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice.
"What if?"
Mo Wentian looked at Fan Zeng and said coldly.
"What if any of them don't surrender?"
Looking at those cold eyes, Fan Zeng's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Then, as if he had made up his mind, he said in a deep voice.
"Don't surrender?"
"Then kill him!"
The cold voice resounded throughout the void, and those cold eyes were even more arrogant.
"It's so cold!"
"Kill? Kill if you don't surrender? It seems that Mo Wentian is going to kill the demons!"
"The demon clan's disciples are in trouble!"
"The disciples of the demon clan are so miserable! In this ancient ruins, the beast master has always been the most respected, and the demon clan has also surrendered at the feet of the beast clan. Now the demon clan is taken over by Mo Wentian!"
"The Beast Master sent his disciples to kill Mo Wentian when the artifact in the Jiuyou Mountains was born. Mo Wentian occupied the Demon Clan and the Jiuyou Clan. Will his new Demon Clan still surrender under the Beast Master's feet? ?”
…
Listening to that voice, everyone felt a chill coming down their backs. Some of the warriors with a bad temper even had beads of sweat on their foreheads.
"killed?"
There was a hint of shock in Fan Zeng's eyes.
"Kill all those who resist and those who do not surrender!"
"As for those who want to escape, record them all for me!"
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and his voice became even colder.
"Yes, Master!"
Hearing this, Fan Zeng came to his senses instantly and quickly answered.
"Alright, Xiaojiao, Huantian, Mr. Lu!"
"Follow me to the Ice Abyss!"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, he looked at the people in front of him and said coldly.
"Yes, Master!"
"Okay, boss!"
"Understood, boss!"
…
There were figures one after another, with solemn expressions on their faces.
"Tianhu, don't worry, I will definitely find that ancient book for you and find a way to restore your cultivation!"
Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the Wentian Pavilion where Tianhu was recovering his body with his eyes closed.
Mo Wentian said secretly in his heart, looking at that delicate figure, Mo Wentian's face was full of determination.
"Walk!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian opened his eyes and said coldly.
Then the figure flashed and disappeared from the place.
Xiaojiao Huantian and others were not to be outdone at all, and followed the figure in a flash and disappeared from the place.
When they appeared again, everyone was already at the back of the demon clan.
And just when they left, the demon city was in chaos.
On the streets, the clothes of demon disciples can be seen everywhere. They seem to want to take off their clothes, get rid of the mark of the demons, and escape from the demons.
What's more, some demon disciples, after taking off their demon clothes, had no other clothes to change, and they were even naked and running away like crazy.
"Escape quickly! Mo Wentian is gone, let's escape from the demon clan quickly!"
"You stepped on my fucking foot!"
"Don't you disciples of the Demon Clan often take advantage of the fact that the Demon Clan is the second-ranked force in the ancient ruins and act tyrannically?"
"That's right. Aren't you usually very arrogant? What? Now you want to sneak into us in such a mess and want to use us to cover your eyes and ears?"
"Get out! Don't follow us!"
…
I saw countless figures swarming out of the demon city gate.
There are disciples from other races, and there are also demon disciples who have mixed in among them.
Because the Demon Clan disciples relied on the fact that the Demon Clan was the second largest force in the ancient ruins, they often bullied the disciples of other races. In the past, the disciples of other races were bullied in vain, and they dared to be angry but dared not speak out.
But today is different. Now the demon disciples have become Mo Wentian's prisoners. They are frantically trying to escape. Taking advantage of this good opportunity, how can the disciples of other races let them go
"Why did you hit me? I didn't do anything?"
"It's you I'm going to hit!"
"You and the others have attacked me, are you looking for death?"
"Ah... you people from the Tianniu Clan are too arrogant. I am a disciple of the Demon Clan. How dare you hit me?"
"What's wrong with beating you? It's not just me who wants to beat you, we all want to beat you!"
…
At this moment, in the surging crowd, something exploded.
The shouts and screams continued one after another.
Fan Zeng and Xiao Jinghen looked at this scene and couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths with an evil smile.