Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1120: Huantian, the fourth elder of the Tianniu tribe?

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Chapter 1120 Huantian, the four elders of the Tianniu tribe?

As the pill was swallowed by Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's appearance changed instantly.

In just a few breaths, Mo Wentian became a disciple of a sturdy long-beau tribe. Even the aura on his body is no different from a disciple of the long-beau tribe who cultivates physique.

"Boss, you..."

"Is this really you?"

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and his face was full of surprise.

"It's me!"

"Huantian, it's time to come out and work!"

Mo Wentian said with a slightly indifferent expression.

The next moment, something seemed to be remembered, an indifferent voice sounded in the Tiantang Pavilion.

"Boss!"

As Mo Wentian's voice sounded, Huantian's figure instantly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"Huh..."

"Where is my boss?"

Huantian came out of Wentian Pavilion, opened wide round eyes, glanced around, but did not see Mo Wentian.

Stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, said with a puzzled face.

"The Emperor is here!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian couldn't help a ray of light flashing in his eyes looking at Huantian's puzzled face.

"Boss, you... are you taking Magic Pill?"

Hearing this, Huantian's eyes fell on Mo Wentian's body. Looking at Mo Wentian, Huantian seemed to think of something, his eyes flashed.

"Hmm!"

Mo Wentian just gave a soft hmm and nodded.

"Boss, you have a time limit for this magic pill!"

"You told me to come out, are we going to the treasure house of Mingcheng?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a cold light flashed in Huantian's eyes.

Suddenly, thinking about the Mingcheng treasure house, looking at Mo Wentian, Huantian said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

"Huantian, it's time for you to be like the four elders of the Tianniu tribe!"

Hearing this, on top of Mo Wentian's handsome face, he instantly became serious and said in a deep voice.

"Ok, boss!"

The next moment, Huantian said without any hesitation.

"Buzzing..."

Immediately, Huantian's figure flashed, and the original shaggy figure of Huantian disappeared. Instead, it turned into a middle-aged man.

The breath in the middle-aged man has reached the level of the early emperor.

"In the early days of the Emperor?"

"It seems that these old guys of the Tianniu tribe have strengthened again!"

Na Na muttered to himself, looking at the four elders of the Tianniu tribe who had transformed from the magic sky in front of him, there was a cold light in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, let's go!"

The next moment, Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.

"Boss, you and Huantian have become such big guys. In front of you, my pressure has increased dramatically!"

At this moment, a figure flashed, and directly got into Mo Wentian’s arms, poked its head out, looked at Mo Wentian, and looked at Huan Tian transformed into the fourth elder of the Tianniu tribe. Difficult to say.

"Little Jiao, you are in the arms of the Emperor!"

"When there is a need for you to take action, this emperor will let you take action!"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, how could Mo Wentian not understand Xiao Jiao's thoughts, and the corner of his mouth grinned slightly.

"Boss..."

After hearing this, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He just got into Mo Wentian's arms honestly, but when he got into Mo Wentian's arms, his eyes looked at Huantian, but they were a bit displeased.

"Huantian, when you arrive at the City Lord's Mansion, please explain your intention directly!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, looking at Huantian, he said coldly.

"Ok, boss!"

Huantian's eyes flashed, and said quickly.

Immediately, the two of them walked toward the gate of Mingcheng without any hesitation.

"Meet the Four Elders!"

"Meet the Four Elders!"

"It is really our honor for the Four Elders to come to our Ming City!"

……

As Huantian entered the city, a group of figures quickly knelt down towards Huantian.

Looking at Huantian, their eyes were full of respectful expressions.

"Get up all!"

Huantian just glanced indifferently at the Mingcheng disciple who knelt to the ground, learning Mo Wentian's usual indifferent appearance.

"Yes, the four elders!"

"Yes, the four elders!"

……

As soon as Huan Tian said this, countless figures stood up and bowed slightly.

"This elder is here to find your city lord, you all go to perform your duties, this elder can go to the city lord mansion by yourself!"

Huantian looked at the silhouettes who stood up, all staring at him, seeming to be waiting for him to speak, coughing lightly, saying indifferently.

As soon as Huan Tian said this, countless figures in front of the city gate instantly dispersed.

"Huantian, not bad!"

"Next, we will go directly to the City Lord's Mansion!"

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian couldn't help but nodded, secretly transmitting to Huan Tian Dao.

"Ok, boss!"

After hearing this, the corner of Huantian's mouth raised slightly, and his face was full of joy.

Immediately, Huan Tian did not hesitate at all, strode forward and headed directly towards the city lord's mansion.

Behind Huantian, Mo Wentian's figure followed closely.

At this moment, the aura spreading from Mo Wentian's body is already the perfect state of the heavenly king, and its aura is no different from a disciple of the Tianniu tribe.

For a moment, the figures of Huantian and Mo Wentian appeared in front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion suddenly opened, and a group of figures came out of the city in an instant.

"Zhang Mingcheng pays homage to the four elders!"

A figure knelt down in front of Huan Tian instantly, and the voice was full of respect.

"Meet the Four Elders!"

"Meet the Four Elders!"

……

As Zhang Mingcheng knelt down, countless figures behind him also knelt down quickly.

"Get up all!"

"This elder is here to find you, the lord of Mingcheng!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Huantian's eyes fell on the middle-aged man Zhang Mingcheng.

"Look for me?"

"The four elders are here this time, but what are the important things?"

Hearing this, Zhang Mingcheng's brows frowned, but it was only a moment, and it stretched out in an instant.

The next moment, looking at Huantian, his eyes were full of respect.

"You let all these disciples retreat!"

"Let's go to the main hall of your city lord mansion first!"

Huantian glanced around, the countless disciples of Mingcheng coughed slightly, and said coldly.

"You all get back quickly!"

"The main hall of the city lord's mansion, no one can come in without the order of the city lord!"

Hearing what Huan Tian said, Zhang Mingcheng was very serious in an instant, and said coldly to the disciples behind Mingcheng.

"Yes, Lord Santo!"

"Yes, Lord Santo!"

……

Hearing this, a group of figures quickly retreated.

Suddenly, only Mo Wentian, Huantian and Zhang Mingcheng were left in the same place.