Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1371: The purpose is not simple

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The purpose of Chapter 1371 is not simple

"Will you let me go?"

"Qingyin, the emperor has given you the opportunity, but you can't catch it by yourself. No wonder this emperor!"

Listening to the voiceless saint's words, Mo Wentian laughed wildly.

"Slave God Seal!"

At the next moment, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly cooled.

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian directly typed a seal.

Immediately, a word slave appeared in the void.

The word slave burst out and fell towards the center of the brow of the voiceless saint.

"What is this?"

"Ah..."

"You..."

……

On top of the word slave, a breath came, and the voiceless sound only felt that the whole mind seemed to be out of control, and he screamed instantly.

"Qingyin, I can remind you not to struggle!"

"The more you struggle, the more painful you will be. Honestly let go of your happiness and let this emperor leave the mark of the soul!"

Mo Wentian looked at the voiceless saint with a wicked smile in his eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian stepped aside and sat down with Erlang's legs crossed, his expression indifferent.

As for everything that happened in this wing room, under Mo Wentian's restraint, the outside world would never find the slightest difference in this wing room.

"Mo Wentian, you..."

"Why do you want this saint to surrender to you?"

At this moment, it seemed to be thinking of something, the voiceless saint's eyes flashed, and she lowered her voice and asked.

Qingyin's heart is very clear that she can't break away from Mo Wentian's shackles, and at this moment she has given up resistance.

Just before she was subdued by Mo Wentian, she wanted to know why Mo Wentian had to subdue her.

"You are about to become the emperor's person, and it is okay for the emperor to tell you!"

"Because of your voiceless saint, as long as you alone can provoke the contradiction between these three ancient tribes!"

Mo Wentian grinned slightly, a wicked smile spreading.

"Because I can provoke conflicts between the three ancient tribes?"

The voiceless saint looked at Mo Wentian with an impressive expression in her eyes.

She never thought that Mo Wentian would explain it like this.

After all, Mo Wentian came to this Tianji Mountain Range for the purpose of capturing the Shenlong Tongtian Map.

The capture of the Shenlong Tongtian Tu did not pass through these three ancient tribes, so this has nothing to do with the three ancient tribes at all.

Thinking about this, the voiceless face is full of doubts.

"The Emperor has already told you what you want to ask!"

"Honestly let go of happiness and submit to the emperor!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at the voiceless saint, his expression suddenly became cold, and his voice was extremely cold.

"I..."

"I let go!"

After groaning for a while, a complicated gaze flashed in the eyes of the voiceless saint before she said slowly.

After that, he let go of his mind.

The word slave that Mo Wentian typed instantly entered the heart of the voiceless saint.

"Ah..."

"No..."

……

Screams of screams sounded again.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Buzzing..."

In the wing, the screams stopped, and the voiceless saint who was embarrassed at the moment, her face was extremely pale.

"Unvoiced, see the master!"

The next moment, the voiceless saint stood up from the ground and came to Mo Wentian's side.

With a puff, he knelt beside Mo Wentian, watching Mo Wentian, the voiceless goddess said respectfully.

It looks like a different voice from the original lonely and arrogant voice.

"Get up!"

Mo Wentian's faint voice sounded.

"Yes!"

Qingyin stood up quickly.

"When you go out of this wing, I will say that the emperor is looking for you, but is looking for you to understand the situation in this mountain!"

"As for the others, no matter how they talk, don't say anything!"

Looking at the clear voice, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Also, you are now embarrassed, tidy it up quickly and change into a outfit, so that no one can see the slightest flaw!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said with a cold snort.

"Yes, the emperor!"

Hearing this, Qingyin did not hesitate at all, and quickly answered respectfully.

"Talk to the emperor, the situation in your Kunpeng clan!"

Looking at the voiceless saint who has been sorted out and the expression on her face gradually recovered, Mo Wentian said with an indifferent expression.

"Yes, the emperor!"

"Among my Kunpeng clan, our emperor's cultivation base is the strongest, and has reached the half-step emperor's perfection!"

"The rest are the four elders. The cultivation strength of these four elders is not far from mine!"

The voiceless saint took a deep breath and said quickly and respectfully.

"Go on!"

Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly for a while, and he said coldly.

"Yes!"

"In addition to our powerful people in the emperor's peak realm, there are also five thousand late emperors and ten thousand mid emperors..."

Standing in front of Mo Wentian, the voiceless saint did not conceal the slightest amount of concealment, and she fully explained what she knew about the Kunpeng clan.

"This Kunpeng clan, the strength is still good!"

With a long breath, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light.

There have been ancient races for tens of thousands of years in the Tianji Mountain Range, and this strength is really not to be underestimated.

The strength of the Kunpeng clan, the second-ranked ancient clan, is already like this, and the strength of the first-ranked Youlong clan is probably even more terrifying.

"Regardless of your strength, the emperor Youlongblade will decide!"

"Shenlong Tongtian, this emperor will also decide!"

His eyes shrank suddenly, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firm eyes.

"Qingyin, this time you came to the Profound God Temple, I am afraid it is not so simple to meet the young master of the Youlong clan?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"Return to the emperor, you are right, I was ordered to come to this Youlong Clan this time, not just to see the young master of the Youlong Clan!"

In the eyes of the voiceless saint, there was an instant flash of light, lowering the voice.

"Then why are you here this time?"

Mo Wentian looked at the voiceless saint, almost subconsciously asking.

"Return to the emperor, I came this time to find out the situation in this Youlong clan!"

"Although my Kunpeng clan and the Youlong clan are both ancient clan in the Tianji Mountain Range, and are also under the feet of the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, in fact, our relationship with the Youlong Clan is not as good as it seems!"

"The Youlong Emperor of the Youlong Clan only wants to go out by himself, regardless of whether we live or die, and even wants to push us out as a shield!"

"This is our patriarch, let me come to investigate this matter!"

The expression of the voiceless saint chilled instantly.

At the same time, the voiceless saint at this moment exudes a cold chill.