The next moment, Qi Zhen produced seals one after another in his hand.
As he played the seals one after another, the eighty-one tiger swords in the void began to change rapidly.
In just a few breaths, the eighty-one Tiger Divine Swords were combined into nine Tiger Divine Swords.
The power of the nine tiger swords is terrifying.
"Little reptile, die!"
With a cold shout, Qi Zhen's eyes flashed with cold light, and the nine tiger swords were slashed directly towards the little dragon.
But before his Tiger Divine Sword got close to the little dragon, he seemed to be frightened after the Tiger Divine Sword encountered the terrifying roar of the dragon.
After staying in the void for a few breaths, the nine tiger swords fell directly to the ground.
"What's going on? Why did Senior Brother Qi Zhen's Tiger God Sword fall to the ground?"
"This Tiger God Sword is a king-level artifact!"
"It seems that the Tiger God Sword is afraid of the dragon's roar!"
"This little reptile is too scary!"
"The Tiger God Sword doesn't even obey Senior Brother Qi Zhen's command, and that terrifying sound wave is already heading towards Senior Brother Qi Zhen to suppress it. Can Senior Brother Qi Zhen still stop it?"
…
Seeing the Tiger God Sword fall, the disciples of the Beast Clan were filled with astonishment.
At this moment, a bad premonition even arose in their hearts.
"You bitch, suffer death!"
"Hoho..."
At this moment, a cold light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes, and the terrifying dragon roar sounded again.
"No… "
"Don't kill me. I'm the direct disciple of the second elder of the Beast Clan. If you kill me, my master won't let you go!"
The terrifying sound wave swept toward Qi Zhen in an instant.
At this moment, Qi Zhen no longer had any fighting spirit, and his body could not help but tremble at this moment.
His eyes were full of fear.
He couldn't explain why, but it was clear that the little dragon rushing towards him was just a monster in the early stage of Heavenly King. But looking at that figure, he felt that the aura of death was coming towards him.
"Begging for mercy now?"
"late!"
"Die!"
Listening to this begging for mercy, Xiao Jiao's eyes were extremely cold.
The next moment, without any hesitation, the dragon body hundreds of feet in size rushed directly towards Qi Zhen.
"ah… "
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"ah… "
…
Seeing Xiao Jiao's whole body rushing toward him, Qi Zhen's pupils dilated instantly, and his eyes were full of fear.
What's more, his legs were trembling, and in the next moment, a turbulent flow spurted out from his crotch, and a fishy smell filled the air instantly.
"It's useless, it's a shame to live!"
"go to hell!"
Xiaojiao glanced at Qi Zhen with disgust.
As if he was afraid that his body would fall on Qi Zhen's body and make him dirty, the little dragon changed its direction and headed directly towards Qi Zhen's chest with its tail that was several feet long.
"ah… "
The tail penetrated Qi Zhen's chest directly, and blood spurted out.
A strong smell of blood filled the air instantly, and the screams stopped abruptly.
"Boss, mission accomplished!"
The next moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
With a slight grin on his lips, he looked at Mo Wentian and said with a cold and arrogant face.
"Yes, Not Bad!"
"The injuries on your body?"
Hearing this, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth couldn't help but curl up.
But the next moment, looking at the sword marks on Xiaojiao's body, his expression suddenly turned cold.
"Boss, my injuries are fine, but they are just superficial injuries!"
"It's just a matter of resting for a few days and taking some pills!"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said calmly.
It was as if there was really nothing wrong with the injuries on his body.
"Don't move, let me investigate!"
Although Xiaojiao said it was calm and gentle, Mo Wentian was still a little worried. He unfolded his soul and spiritual consciousness and quickly started to investigate.
After a few breaths, Mo Wentian finished his investigation and relaxed his frown.
"It's really just some superficial injuries!"
"These are some healing elixirs. You can refine them later and recover!"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and a space ring appeared in his hand. He looked at Xiaojiao and said coldly.
"Thank you, boss!"
A flash of light flashed across Xiaojiao's eyes, and then he quickly put it away.
"Boss, what are you going to do with the remaining beast disciples?"
The next moment, Xiaojiao looked at the group of beast disciples who were still in a daze under the city gate and said in a deep voice.
"There are also nineteen heavenly kings and five hundred disciples in the realm of heavenly kings!"
"Leaving them here will also be a source of strength for our Heaven-Devouring Kingdom!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with cold light, and he said coldly.
"What do you mean, boss, to make them surrender to our Heaven-Eating Kingdom?"
Xiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"Yes, I will give them a chance!"
"If they don't want to surrender, then I don't mind killing them!"
The cold voice suddenly resounded.
Mo Wentian looked at the group of beast disciples under the city gate with cold and arrogant eyes.
Mo Wentian will not show any mercy to those strong men who do not surrender to him.
"Senior Brother Qizhen has fallen!"
At this moment, someone in the crowd looked at the bloody figure and exclaimed.
"Senior Brother Qizhen is dead?"
"How could Senior Brother Qi Zhen die? He is in the middle stage of Heavenly King and will soon break through to the late stage of Heavenly King!"
"Senior Brother Qi Zhen is really dead, I can no longer feel his breath!"
"Senior Brother Qi Zhen is the one with the strongest cultivation among us. He is already dead. If we stay here, wouldn't we end up like him?"
"Run away quickly! Go back to the Beast Clan and tell the Beast Master and the Second Elder!"
…
Hearing that exclamation, countless beast disciples came back to their senses.
They looked at the figure standing proudly in the sky, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.
After discussing, the next moment, countless beast clan disciples began to flee crazily in the direction of the beast clan.
"You have come to my Heaven Devouring Kingdom, and you still want to leave without my consent?"
Looking at the countless figures running away crazily, Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.
The next moment, the figure flashed, and Mo Wentian's figure turned into nine paths in the void.
In just one hundred thousandth of a breath, the nine figures changed again and became eighty-one.
The eighty-one figures of Mo Wentian flashed and blocked the eighty-one directions in front of the countless beast disciples.
"Mo Wentian, you..."
"What do you want?"
Suddenly, among the crowd, a middle-aged man stood up and said with a trembling voice.
"What do I want?"
"This emperor is the master of the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom. If you want to leave, shouldn't you ask my host for my opinion?"
Mo Wentian looked at the man who stood up and raised the corners of his mouth, but his voice was extremely cold.