Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1211: Go grab it
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Chapter 1211 Going to **** it
As the monsters in the realm of the emperor, how could they not understand what the imprint of the soul means.
Under the imprint of the soul, their life and death are completely controlled by Mo Wentian.
Don't let them live and they will live, if don't let them die, they will have to die.
At this moment, the eyes of these five-clawed Leopards flickered crazily.
At this moment, they hesitated instantly.
"Don't let go?"
"Then the choice is dead?"
Mo Wentian looked at the five-clawed thunder leopards lingeringly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.
"Shenlong Fist!"
With an anger, Mo Wentian punched again.
At this moment, Mo Wentian's power was terrifying and boundless, and a breath of death enveloped the ten five-clawed leopards.
"We surrender!"
"Let's be happy!"
"Don't kill us, let's be happy!"
……
The terrible killing intent came, and the five-clawed Leopards instantly squatted on the ground, and their minds instantly let go.
"Very good!"
Seeing those five-clawed Leopards let go of their minds, Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and a wicked smile spread instantly.
"Slave God Seal!"
At the next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and he slapped one after another in his hand.
Immediately, in the void, quaint slave characters were formed.
In just a few breaths, a full ten words of slavery fell directly toward the center of the eyebrows of the ten five-clawed Leopard.
"Woo..."
"Woo..."
……
Screams sounded one after another, and all ten five-clawed thunder leopards rolled on the ground.
It seems that they are suffering tremendously at this moment.
After a quarter of an hour, the screams stopped.
Immediately, the five-clawed Leopards got up from the ground and crawled respectfully in front of Mo Wentian.
"Meet the master!"
"Meet the master!"
……
Led by the five-clawed thunder leopard in the middle of the emperor, looking at Mo Wentian, he looked respectful.
"Get up all!"
The indifferent voice sounded, Mo Wentian raised his hand slightly, and an upward force instantly dragged them up.
Their bodies even stood up involuntarily.
"Thank you, master!"
"Thank you, master!"
……
Being bowed, the five-clawed Leopard looked at Mo Wentian with respect.
"You just said that this emperor is a member of the Protoss?"
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an extremely cold light.
Senior Shenzhu always said that he was a member of the Protoss, the ancestor of the Demon Realm also said that he was a member of the Protoss, and now the five-clawed Leopards also said that he was a member of the Protoss.
This puzzled Mo Wentian's heart!
Mo Wentian, who originally believed in his identity, is now somewhat suspicious of his identity.
He wanted to solve this mystery, but no one would tell him the answer!
"Return to the master, you are indeed a member of the Protoss. Our five-clawed Leopard is very sensitive to the power of blood!"
"Your body indeed contains the blood of the Protoss!"
Heard, the five-clawed thunder leopard headed by the mid-term Emperor, without any hesitation, said quickly and respectfully.
"My body contains the blood of the gods?"
"How much do you know about the Protoss?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a gleam of light, looked at the five-clawed Leopard in front of him, and asked in a cold voice.
"Return to the master, we don’t know anything about the Protoss. My cultivation level has just broken through to the mid-term of the Emperor. It turns out that our emperor knows something about the Protoss, but..."
The five-clawed Leopard looked at Mo Wentian, and a glint flashed in his eyes.
"Does your emperor know something?"
Listening to the words of the five-clawed Leopard, Mo Wentian felt a little regretful in his heart.
I knew that before killing him, I asked.
But regret is no longer useful now.
"Sooner or later, I will figure it out!"
The next moment, Mo asked them what seemed to be thinking of them, and there was a bright light in their eyes.
"By the way, Master, you originally asked us what happened before?"
"It is the Nine Sacred Grass that will mature only in one hundred thousand years in the Qingfeng Mountain Range. Our five-clawed Thunder Leopards are going to grab it!"
Suddenly, thinking of what Mo Wentian had originally asked them, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the five-clawed Leopard, and said in a deep voice.
"Nine Mustaches Holy Grass?"
"What level is this sacred grass? What does it do?"
For this nine-beard sacred grass, it was the first time that Mo Wentian had seen him. When Mo Wentian looked at the five-clawed thunder leopard, a glimmer of light faded away.
"Return to the master, this nine-beard sacred grass is a mid-level spiritual grass, and it will only mature in 100,000 years!"
"As for its function, I don't know much, but I know that he can directly raise the monster cultivation base of the early emperor to the middle emperor realm!"
"Even monsters with stronger talents can be directly promoted to the late emperor!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, a hot light flashed in the five-clawed Leopard's eyes.
It seems that he also wants to be normal for the Nine Mustaches.
"Can the early emperor be directly promoted to the middle emperor, or even the late emperor?"
"This nine-beard holy grass, this emperor wants it!"
When Mo Wentian heard that this nine-beard sacred grass could improve his cultivation, an incomparably bright light appeared in his eyes.
A sonorous voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's face was full of firmness.
"You want it? Master, the nine-beard sacred grass that matures once every 100,000 years, in the Qingfeng Mountains, countless monsters will be taken!"
"Master, are you sure you want to grab it?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the five-clawed Leopard's eyes were full of surprise.
Although they have already seen Mo Wentian's strength, Mo Wentian's strength can handle a mid-term Emperor with ease.
However, there are so many monster races that rob the Nine Mustaches.
Don't ask if innocent is going to **** it? Can you **** it?
The five-clawed Leopard expressed deep concern and doubt in his heart.
"Yes, this emperor must go to **** it!"
"This nine-beard holy grass, this emperor must seize it!"
The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.
"Master..."
The five-clawed Leopard opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after watching Mo Wentian's firm expression, he didn't say anything in the end.
"What's your name?"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, his eyes fell on the five-clawed thunder leopard in the middle of the emperor, and he asked indifferently.
"Return to the master, my name is Lu Yi!"
After hearing this, the five-clawed Thunder Leopard did not hesitate at all, and quickly answered.
Don't mention how respectful that look is.
"Lu Yi?"
"You take this emperor to the place where the Nine Mustaches Sacred Grass appears!"
Looking at Lu Yi, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.