Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1036: Go to the City Lord’s Mansion

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Chapter 1036 Go to the City Lord's Mansion

"Yes!"

"We are going to Jincheng soon, this source city naturally needs someone to take care of it!"

Mo Wentian nodded, his eyes gleaming.

"But, Boss, Uncle Niu's cultivation level is not in the late stage of the Heavenly King. He went to manage Hancheng and caused a lot of dissatisfaction!"

"Yuancheng is the eighty-ranked city in the Tianniu tribe. The strength of Yuancheng is better than Hancheng. You let Niu Bolai manage Yuancheng, can he manage it? "

Little Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, frowning his brows.

"Don't worry, Uncle Niu's strength is enough for this source city!"

Mo Wentian grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and a bright light rose in his eyes, full of indifferent words.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Boss, when shall we go to Jincheng?"

At this moment, Huantian's figure flashed, and a fluffy ball fell on Mo Wentian's shoulders.

Looking at Mo Wentian, he seemed to be looking forward to it.

"Jincheng is definitely going to go. As for when..."

"When Bo Niu comes, we will leave!"

Listening to Huantian's words, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a deep, deep voice.

"Boss, how many more artifacts and elixir in this source city than Hancheng and Licheng?"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao seemed to remember something, and a bright light rose in his eyes.

"Want to know?"

The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, a wicked smile spread, and he asked instead.

"Boss, we came to this source city to inquire about the Shenlong Tongtian map, isn't it for the artifacts and elixir in this source city?"

"Since I am here, of course I want to check it out!"

A look of expectation appeared on Xiao Jiao's face.

"Then go!"

An extremely indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian stepped forward and walked directly to the City Lord’s Mansion opposite the Luojing Inn.

Looking at that proud figure, in front of Luojing Inn, countless martial artists, their eyes were full of surprise.

"What does this kid want to do when he goes to the City Lord's Mansion?"

"He killed our city lord, does he want to be our new city lord?"

"The strength of this kid is really terrifying. With his strength, to be our city lord, of course, there is no problem, but he doesn't look like a member of our Tianniu tribe!"

"Yes, he is not even a member of the Tianniu tribe, so why should I be the lord of the source city of the Tianniu tribe?"

"Let's go and see, we must not let this kid be the lord of our source city!"

……

Silhouettes, talking about without any hesitation, rushed towards the city lord's mansion.

At this moment, in the city lord's mansion, as Mo Wentian and others entered, countless source city disciples avoided from a distance.

"Boss, these people seem to be scared by you!"

Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"The shock is necessary!"

An extremely indifferent voice sounded, and there was no fluctuation in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian walked toward the depths of the City Lord's Mansion more and more.

Don’t even say that this source city is ranked 80th. Compared with the original Hancheng and Licheng, it is not only the strength of the disciples, but even the luxury of the city lord’s mansion. Hancheng and Licheng are not comparable.

Especially in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the aura is extremely rich.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian took Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian around the entire source city’s city lord’s mansion, but he had not yet discovered the source city’s treasure house.

"The treasure house of this source city is so hidden, even the emperor is not aware of it!"

Muttering to himself in his mouth, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an extremely cold light.

"Boss, find someone to ask!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao seemed to think of something, and his eyes flashed with a deep voice.

"Hmm!"

Mo Wentian gave a soft hum and nodded.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared next to a disciple dozens of feet away.

"Say, where is the treasure house of the source city?"

Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and lifted the disciple of Origin City, looked at the disciple of Origin City, his eyes were full of cold eyes, and he shouted sharply.

"The location of the treasure house? This kid needs to know the location of the treasure house. What does he want to do?"

"Does he really want to control our source city in his hands?"

"The location of this treasure house must not be told to him. The treasure house contains the cultivation resources of our source city for thousands of years!"

……

Listening to the word Treasure, everyone instantly recovered.

At this moment, they looked at Mo Wentian with terrifying anger in their eyes.

But despite the anger in their hearts, their bodies did not move at all, and the breath on their bodies did not fluctuate at all.

Mo Wentian is terrible, they have already seen it, the strong man of the city lord He Yuan Tianwang pinnacle is not Mo Wentian's opponent, they are the warriors in the middle and late period of the heavenly king, so they will not be Mo Wentian Opponent.

Those cultivation resources are important, but how can they be important?

They would still be able to fight such an abacus, saying that they were angry, but in fact they didn't even dare to step forward.

For Mo Wentian, they are really scared!

"I..."

"I..."

……

The disciple of Yuancheng was trembling when Mo Wentian slid like this.

Hesitated for a long time, but couldn't say anything.

"Wow..."

In the next instant, a rushing sound sounded, followed by a strong smell of fishy smell.

"Useless things are a waste of resources alive!"

A fishy smell came in instantly, Mo Wentian swept away his cold eyes, and saw that the Yuancheng disciple who had been lifted by him was already wet under his crotch.

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a look of disgust, and then the other hand, with a punch, blasted directly towards the chest of the Yuancheng disciple.

"Boom..."

After a few breaths, a violent explosion sounded.

I saw Mo Wentian's fist pierced directly through the chest of the Yuancheng disciple. His hand seemed to be holding something, and there was heat in the gap between his fingers.

"Dead, He Ming is dead, just because He Ming didn't answer this kid's question, he killed He Ming!"

"What a miserable He Ming, in the end even the screams will not be heard in the future!"

"This kid is terrible!"

"The Lord of the City is dead, Brother He Qi is dead, and He Wu is also dead. In our source city, who else is this kid's opponent?"

"Does Source City really want to become the fish of this kid?"

……

There was a strong smell of blood, and countless Yuancheng disciples recovered from the shock.

Looking at the arrogant figure in the void, their bodies couldn't help shaking.