Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1412: The Voice From The Hall

"No, this is not the voice of the boss!"

Xuantian frowned slightly.

He was naturally extremely clear about Mo Wentian's voice, which was not Mo Wutian's at all.

In this hall, there are only the two heads of Mo Wentian and Kun Peng, not the voice of Mo Wutian, but only the voice of the head of Kun Peng.

"Master Xuantian is right, this is not the voice of asking the emperor, this is the voice of our patriarch!"

After hearing this from Tian Tian, ​​the unvoiced voice was instantly confirmed. This scream was made by the patriarch of Kunpeng.

As Xiaoyan and others discussed, countless disciples of the Xunpeng tribe swarmed towards this place.

"What's the matter, Lord Patriarch?"

"This voice is from the patriarch. The emperor who ate the kingdom of heaven just entered. Could it be that the emperor who ate the kingdom of heaven has hurt our patriarch?"

"How is this possible? The emperor who eats the kingdom of heaven can't be repaired to the perfection of the heavenly king, let alone hurt our patriarch by him, don't even encounter it even if you touch it!"

"Go and see what is going on here?"

...

Countless disciples of the Xunpeng tribe approached the hall quickly.

As they approached the hall, a scream resounded again.

"what……"

In the hall, Qing Zhan has been rolling on the ground at this moment, as if he is suffering tremendous pain at this moment.

And Mo Wentian looked at this scene, but his eyes were not in the slightest fluctuation.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

That scream also stopped abruptly.

A figure quickly got up from the ground.

"Meet the master!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the clearness at this moment, the expression of respect was extremely respectful, and it looked exactly like the obedient pug.

"Ok!"

"Get up!"

Mo Wentian looked at the clearness in front of his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face indifferent.

"Thank you, master!"

Qing Mo Zhan slightly gave a gift, Qing Zhan stood up.

Those eyes looked at Mo Wentian, their eyes were full of respect.

"In the future, you will be the same as the unvoiced, and you can call this emperor the monarch!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, looking at Qing Zhan and saying coldly.

"Yes, the lord!"

After hearing that, Qing Zhan quickly agreed, and at this moment, Qing Zhan even changed his title to monarch.

"Speaking to the emperor, what is your relationship with the Youlong clan and the Moyouku clan?"

There was a flash of coldness in his eyes, and Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Yes, the lord!"

"My Kunpeng family has always been below the Youlong family, and they have been suppressed by you in all aspects. We have already been angry with the Youlong family for a long time!"

"But our strength is not comparable to that of the Youlong, and this Youlong has a higher status in the minds of the owners of the Tianji Mountains than us, so we have always been at the feet of the Youlong!

Speaking of the Dragon Clan, in the eyes of Qing Zhan, a moment of anger rose instantly.

At the same time, his hands clenched into fists, his joints creaked.

"And what about this demon wither?"

Mo Wentian flashed coldly in his eyes and asked again coldly.

"Our relationship with Moyuku is pretty good!"

"The unvoiced voice should have told the emperor you. For nearly tens of thousands of years, my Kunpeng family has been discussing major issues with the Moyuku tribe, and they want to join together to fight against the Yulong tribe!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, in the eyes of Qing Zhan, the slightest rays of light passed by, squeezing the voice.

"The Emperor has indeed stopped speaking unvoicedly!"

"But Qingyin only spoke with Bendi. As for how you cooperated with the Moyouku clan, Qingyin didn't tell Bendi!"

The indifferent voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Qing Zhan's body.

"You are not very clear about the emperor, then I will explain it to you!"

"Five thousand years ago, my Kunpeng tribe had already established a good relationship with the Moyou Ku tribe. Although we were extremely polite to the Youlong tribe on the bright side, in fact we have already secretly Chencang!"

"The Kunpeng tribe and the Moyouku tribe are one. As for the Youlong tribe, that is our biggest opponent!"

Qing Zhan's fists clenched, his eyes raised a sense of killing.

That look, as if he already hated the teeth of the Youlong tribe.

"Since you have such a good relationship with the patriarch of the Moyouku tribe, then you let the patriarch of the Moyouku tribe come to the hall!"

"Don't say that it was Bendi who asked him to discuss things, just say you have important things to discuss with him!"

After listening to Qing Zhan saying this, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, a flash of light in his eyes, a cold voice.

"Yes, emperor, I'll let the patriarch of the Moyuku tribe come right away!"

Wen Yan said that Qing Zhan didn't hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

"Buzz ..."

With that said, a golden light shining note appeared in Qing Zhan's hands.

Qing Zhan followed Mo Wentian's instructions and quickly transmitted a voice to the patriarch of the Moyouku tribe.

"Yes, how much do you know about the owner of the Tianji Mountains?"

"Tell Bendi the owner of this heavenly mountain!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian thought of the master of the mountain that day and lowered his voice.

"Yes, the lord!"

"I have only seen the owner of this heavenly mountain range twice, once when he summoned us all to distribute the cultivation resources, and once again not long ago, he said that we were going to find someone who is a god!

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan looked respectfully.

"Looking for a Protoss?"

"What does the owner of that mountain look like?"

Listening to Qing Zhan's remarks, Mo Wentian connected the owner of that day's mountain with a certain person.

Her eyes narrowed, and she said coldly.

"Return to the Emperor, the master of the Jiji Mountains that day, is a middle-aged man with white hair. I am afraid that the breath on his body has reached the level of the true emperor!"

When Qing Zhan talked about the owner of the Tianji Mountains, his body could not help shaking, as if he was a little afraid of the owner of the Tianji Mountains.

"A middle-aged man with white hair?"

"Xiu Wei has reached the perfect condition of the emperor?"

Nana whispered in her mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.

"Looks, it's not him!"

The next moment, it seemed to be remembering something, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed, his heart secretly said.

I didn't ask Tian that the owner of the Jiji Mountain that day was the handsome young man Ji Wujing, but Qing Zhan described it just now, obviously not.

I can't say why, knowing that the owner of Jiji Mountain was not Ji Wujing, Mo Wentian felt relieved.

"The emperor, the master of this heavenly mountain range, is always a ghost!"

"Do you want to find him?"

Looking at Mo Wentian's dull appearance, Qing Zhan couldn't help asking.