Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1269: They don’t have the guts to measure

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Chapter 1269 They don’t have the guts to measure.

Half-step Jiang Zhengyuan in the late emperor's period, fell, and even the soul did not have time to escape.

Until the moment of death, he didn't want to believe that the ants on the peak of the Heavenly King in front of him could actually kill him!

"Dead, the Great Elder is dead!"

"The great elder died directly by this kid's punch!"

"The strength of this kid is too terrible!"

"The great elder is dead, so we will not be the opponent of this kid anymore. What's more, he has disciples of the Kingdom of Devouring God, and disciples of the Kingdom of Devouring God, the strength is not worse than ours. !"

"I think we should leave here as soon as possible and go back to the Tianniu tribe!"

……

There was a strong smell of blood, and countless disciples of the Tianniu tribe, their bodies trembled at this moment.

They looked at the arrogant figure in the sky, with a look of horror in their eyes.

At this moment, there is only one thought in their hearts, that is to leave this place quickly, leave this place!

Speaking, without the slightest hesitation, countless disciples of the Celestial Clan headed in the direction of the Celestial Clan.

"Boss, they want to escape!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao who watched this scene said quickly.

"Since you are here, don't leave!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

"Don't leave since you are here?"

"No, no, no... the emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom, please forgive us. We are just disciples of the Tianniu tribe, and we also obeyed the orders of the great elder!"

"Yes, we all listen to the elders, we are all forced!"

"Please raise your hands high and spare us!"

……

An icy voice came, and the disciples of the Tianniu tribe began to tremble.

"Puff..."

With a thud, countless disciples bowed directly to Mo Wentian, begging for mercy.

Jiang Zhengyuan in the half-step late emperor stage is not Mo Wentian's opponent, let alone them.

In front of Mo Wentian, at this moment, they didn't have the slightest will to fight in their hearts. The only thing they had was an idea to live.

"I want this emperor to spare your lives, isn't it impossible!"

"But the emperor has the conditions of the emperor!"

Looking at the huge figure kneeling down in front of him, Mo Wentian gave a light cough and said indifferently.

"Conditions?"

"What conditions? Please also ask the emperor to say clearly, as long as the emperor can spare our lives, let alone one condition, even if it is ten conditions, I will agree!"

When Mo Wentian said this, a figure moved out from the crowd, looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of determination.

"The Emperor's conditions are very simple!"

"Submit this emperor and be my dog ​​that devours the kingdom of God, this emperor will spare your lives, otherwise, Jiang Zhengyuan's fate will be your fate!"

Mo Wentian looked at the figures in front of him, the cold light in his eyes flickered, and the voice was extremely cold.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's body is still exuding a kingly coercion, which makes people not tolerate.

"Surrender? To be a dog that devours the kingdom of heaven?"

"Like the original disciples, they have become dogs that devour the gods of the heavens? Do you obey Mo Wentian?"

"I think we should obediently surrender. According to Mo Wentian's strength and his current strength of Devouring God Kingdom, all of us will not be their opponents!"

"Yes, I think we should be more acquainted and surrender actively!"

"I am willing to surrender!"

……

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, countless disciples of the Tianniu tribe instantly exploded the pot.

They had no doubt about Mo Wentian's words.

If they don't surrender, then their fate is really the same as Jiang Zhengyuan, who died tragically in the hands of Mo Wentian.

After discussing for a while, countless disciples turned out to surrender directly.

"Are there any of you who are not willing to surrender?"

Looking at more and more disciples surrendering, a cold glow flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise an arc.

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, those disciples who were not willing to surrender were willing to surrender at this moment.

"You guys, not bad!"

Looking at the countless disciples, they all surrendered, and a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Chi Xiao!"

The next moment, Mo Wen Rentian seemed to think of something, and said coldly.

"Emperor!"

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, a figure instantly came to Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian, Chi Xiao's eyes were full of respect.

"The disciples of these Tianniu tribe, all of them will be brought down by the Emperor!"

"Distribute them some regular resources for our disciples in the Kingdom of Devouring God!"

Mo Wentian looked at Chi Xiao, and his eyes flashed with a cold voice.

"Yes, the emperor!"

Hearing that, Chi Xiao did not hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

"Boss, the disciples of these Tianniu tribes don’t have half a million, but there are still forty or tens of thousands. You just paid us the Kingdom of Devouring Heaven?"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian with a solemn expression on his face.

"Yes, boss, don't you give them the seal of slavery?"

Hearing Xiao Jiao's words, Huantian's figure flashed, and she also came to Mo Wentian's side, stretched out her furry claws, scratched his head, and said with a puzzled face.

"Slave God Seal?"

"The four hundred thousand people of the emperor's slave gods consume the power of the emperor, and the dragon through the sky is about to be born. At this time, the emperor's power should not be consumed too much!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian, ​​his brows frowned instantly, and he said coldly.

"Boss, I understand!"

"But there are so many disciples of these Tianniu tribes. If you don't get the mark of the soul, how can they obey our instructions so honestly?"

Suddenly, Xiao Jiao seemed to be thinking of something, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Do not obey our orders?"

"They don't have the guts!"

After hearing this, Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

Leave aside the fact that those strong men of the Tianniu tribe died in his Kingdom of Devouring Heavens, but Jiang Zhengyuan, the great elder of the Tianniu tribe, died in front of them.

On the basis of the scene where he killed Jiang Zhengyuan, Mo Wentian had full confidence. These Tianniu disciples, even if they gave them ten courage, they did not have the confidence to dare not listen to his orders.

"But, boss..."

Looking at Mo Wentian's self-confident look, Xiao Jiao wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed alive.

"Wait!"

And when Chi Xiao was about to leave with the countless Tianniu disciples, Mo Wentian recalled Xiao Jiao's words, his eyes flashed, and he said in a cold voice.