Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 2083: Chongguan is angry as a beauty

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Chapter 2083 The crown is angry as a beauty

"I..."

Jian Zhentian looked at Mo Wentian, opened his mouth, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Actually, in Jian Zhentian's heart, he doesn't want to be happy.

At this moment, Jian Zhentian looked at Yuan Hu with his eyes.

He wants to see what Yuan Hu's choice is.

"The pain of one thousand one?"

"I...I am willing to be happy!"

Yuan Hu thought of what Mo Wentian had said. Originally, he was only suffering from the divine soul's suppression of one or two thousand pains. Yuan Hu pondered for a while before agreeing to surrender.

Yuan Hu is not stupid, he doesn't want to endure the pain of soul suppression.

Thinking about this, Yuan Hu said respectfully toward Mo Wentian.

It looks like Yuan Hu at this moment has completely surrendered to Mo Wentian's hands.

"Lord...Master, I am also willing to be happy with the sword!"

Seeing Yuan Hu agree to let Happy God, Jian Zhentian also said hurriedly.

At this moment, Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian both let go of their minds.

They knew very well in their hearts that at this moment, if they didn't let go of their minds, it would be impossible for them not to submit to Mo Wentian.

With their current strength, with Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao Huantian, and You'er, it is impossible for them to escape.

The only best option for them is to surrender honestly.

"Isn't it better to do this early!"

Looking at the two people's minds let go, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and a cold light flashed.

And when Mo Wentian’s Han Mang swept across Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian, the two only felt that a sharp sword struck their minds, and their hearts were full of fear. Intention arises.

"Slave God Seal!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and directly hit the void with countless seals.

Along with these printing techniques, two primitive and boundless slave characters are formed in the void.

"Buzzing..."

Mo Wentian waved his hand, and the two words for slave fell directly toward Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian's eyebrows.

"Ah..."

As the word for slave entered Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian's eyebrows, Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian rolled on the ground.

Their faces are full of pain.

It looks like he is suffering from great pain at this moment.

The screams were even louder.

"The seal of the slave god? This is the soul that has enslaved our king and the sword dragon clan king. Their life and death will be controlled by this kid in the future!"

"What is the identity of this kid, who is he?"

"This kid is so enchanting, he will subdue Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian with this slave **** seal!"

"This slave **** seal is really terrible. Our king is under the slave **** seal, and there is no resistance at all. If we are given the slave **** seal..."

"Our three-headed tiger clan and stegosaurus clan are going to change drastically. In this misty peak, we will also change drastically!"

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Looking at the painful appearances of Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian, countless three-headed tiger and sword dragon disciples began to talk in an instant.

In their eyes, the moment is very impressive.

For Mo Wentian, there is also a touch of fear in their hearts.

Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian at the peak of the Emperor of Heaven were all subdued by Mo Wentian, and their cultivation levels were not as good as Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian.

They knew very well that if Mo Wentian wanted to do something to them, they would have no resistance at all.

A gleam of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes after listening to those discussions.

The scene where he conquered Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian just now shocked the disciples of the three-headed tiger clan and sword dragon clan.

He didn't want to ask God, it was such an effect, what he wanted was to shock the disciples of these three-headed tiger tribe and sword dragon tribe.

The disciples of these three-headed tiger tribe and sword dragon tribe were shocked, so he could save the trouble of subduing these disciples.

Sure enough, as Mo Wentian expected, more and more disciples of the three-headed tiger and sword dragon clan bowed to Mo Wentian.

"Brother Xiao Jiao, the boss has enslaved the spirits of Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian. From now on, will their lives and deaths be in the hands of the boss?"

Looking at this scene, You'er's eyes flashed with a gleam, and she asked curiously.

"Yes!"

"This slave **** seal is terrifying. Once they are given the slave **** seal, as long as they want to survive, they must obey the boss!"

Xiao Jiao's face couldn't help but a touch of arrogance rose.

"The boss is really strong!"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, You'er couldn't help but feel a sudden rise in your eyes.

"You'er, do you know now why Huantian and I are following the boss?"

Looking at You'er, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with light.

"Brother Xiao Jiao, I was still very confused in my heart!"

"You and Huantian are both above the boss. Why do you still follow the boss? Now I understand!"

You'er's eyes looked at Mo Wentian, and a touch of admiration could not help but rise in her eyes.

That is You'er's admiration for Mo Wentian's strength.

You'er's cultivation base has reached the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven, but You'er is very clear in her heart that even if her talent is good, if she stands up with Mo Wentian, she is not Mo Wentian at all. Opponent.

Mo Wentian's strength is much stronger than her.

Thinking about this, a thought arose in You'er's heart that in the future, she would follow Mo Wentian, just like Xiao Jiao.

So that she can still be with Xiao Jiao, thinking like this, You'er's fair and delicate face can't help being stained with a touch of red.

"You'er, why is your face reddening?"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao asked with curiosity looking at You'er's face turning red.

It's okay not to ask what Xiao Jiao said. As soon as Xiao Jiao said this, You'er's bright red face is even more red at this moment, as if only a light pinch can pinch water.

"Brother Xiao Jiao..."

You'er's face was full of shame with a sullen voice.

I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Little Jiao, you are so confused!"

"You are embarrassed to ask you!"

I don't know when, Huan Tian's figure unexpectedly appeared beside Xiao Jiao. Looking at Xiao Jiao, the corner of Huan Tian's mouth grinned slightly and raised a wicked smile.

"Huantian, what do you mean by this?"

Hearing what Huantian said, Xiao Jiao was confused.

It looks like he doesn't know anything about it, so it's so ordinary.

"I mean nothing!"

"Little Jiao, you will understand slowly!"

Huantian coughed slightly and said with a serious face.

"I will understand?"

As he muttered to himself, Xiao Jiao became more and more puzzled.

At this moment, two figures climbed up from the ground.

He came to Mo Wentian and bowed down to Mo Wentian.

Their looks do not dare to be disrespectful at all.

"Yuan Hu pays respects to his master!"

"Jian Zhentian pays respects to the master!"

The two figures are Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian.

"Get up!"

Mo Wentian's eyes lifted slightly, his expression indifferent.

"Thank you, master!"

"Thank you, master!"

The two men bowed to Mo Wentian, then stood up.

"Yuan Hu, the sword shakes the sky!"

"The three-headed tiger and sword dragon disciples, I'll leave it to you!"

"The emperor has something to deal with. When the emperor comes back, he hopes that the entire three-headed tiger tribe and sword dragon tribe will surrender honestly!"

Suddenly, it seemed to be thinking of something. In Mo Wentian's eyes, an extremely cold light appeared, and he said in a cold voice.

"Yes, master!"

"Yes, master!"

After hearing this, Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian quickly agreed.

They dare not show any disrespect to Mo Wentian.

After all, they knew in their hearts that their life and death were in the hands of Mo Wentian. If they didn't obey Mo Wentian honestly, they could be killed by Mo Wentian at any time.

The next moment, Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian walked towards their disciples.