Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1412: The sound from the hall

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Chapter 1412 The voice from the hall

"No, this is not the boss's voice!"

Huantian frowned slightly.

He is naturally very clear about Mo Wentian's voice. This voice is not Mo Wentian's at all.

In this hall, there are only two patriarchs of the family Mo Wentian and Kunpeng. It is not Mo Wentian's voice, that can only be the voice of the patriarch Kunpeng.

"Master Huantian is right. This is not the voice of asking the Lord, but the voice of our patriarch!"

Hearing what Huantian said, the unvoiced sound was instantly confirmed. This scream belonged to Patriarch Kunpeng.

And just as Xiao Jiao and others were discussing, countless Kunpeng disciples swarmed towards this place.

"My patriarch, what's the matter?"

"This voice belongs to the patriarch. The emperor of Heaven Devouring Kingdom entered just now. Could it be that the emperor of Heaven Devouring Kingdom injured our patriarch?"

"How is this possible? The emperor who devours the kingdom of heaven, whose cultivation level is not in the perfect state of the heavenly king, let alone hurt our patriarch, even if he touches it, don't even think about it!"

"Go and see what is going on?"

……

Countless Kunpeng disciples quickly approached the hall.

As they approached the hall, a scream resounded again.

"Ah..."

In the main hall, Qing Zhan is already rolling on the ground at this moment, as if he is suffering tremendous pain at this moment.

But Mo Wentian watched this scene, but his eyes didn't fluctuate at all.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

The scream also stopped abruptly.

A figure quickly got up from the ground.

"Meet the master!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, at this moment, he was so pure and respectful, his appearance was exactly the same as that of an obedient pug.

"Hmm!"

"Get up!"

Mo Wentian looked at Qing Zhan in front of him, his eyes shrank slightly, his face indifferent.

"Thank you, master!"

A slight salute to Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan stood up.

The eyes looked at Mo Wentian, eyes full of respect.

"From now on, just like Qingyin and others, you can call this emperor the emperor!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to be thinking of something, and looked at Qing Zhan in a cold voice.

"Yes, the emperor!"

Hearing this, Qing Zhan quickly agreed. At this moment, Qing Zhan also changed his title to Emperor.

"Tell this emperor, what is your relationship with the Youlong clan and your relationship with the Moyouku clan?"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Yes, the emperor!"

"My Kunpeng clan has always been under the Youlong clan, and has been suppressed by the Youlong clan in all aspects. We have long been resentful and dissatisfied with the Youlong clan!"

"But our strength is not as good as the Youlong clan, and the position of the Youlong clan in the hearts of the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range is much higher than that of us, so we can only succumb to the feet of the Youlong clan!"

Speaking of Youlong Clan, Qing Zhan's eyes instantly raised a touch of anger.

At the same time, his hands clenched into fists, and the joints creaked.

"Then what about this demonic withered clan?"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he asked coldly again.

"The relationship between us and the Moyou Kuzu is not bad!"

"Qingyin should have already told you the emperor, my Kunpeng clan has been discussing important matters with the Moyouku clan for tens of thousands of years, and want to join forces against the Youlong clan!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, in Qing Zhan's eyes, a ray of light passed by, lowering his voice.

"This emperor has indeed stopped speaking in a voiceless voice!"

"But Qingyin only talked to the emperor. As for how you worked with the Moyou Kuzu group, Qingyin didn't tell the emperor!"

An indifferent voice sounded, but Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Qing Zhan's body.

"The lord, you are not very clear, then I will tell you a little bit more clearly!"

"Fifty thousand years ago, my Kunpeng clan had a good relationship with the Moyouku clan. Although we were very polite to the Youlong clan on the surface, in fact, we were already secretive!"

"The Kunpeng clan and the Moyouku clan are one. As for the Youlong clan, that is our biggest opponent!"

Qing Zhan clenched his fists, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

It looks like he has already hated the Youlong Clan.

"Since your relationship with the patriarch of the Moyouku clan is so good, then you should let the patriarch of the Moyouku clan come to the hall!"

"Don't say that the emperor asked him to discuss things, just say that you have important things to discuss with him!"

Hearing what Qing Zhan said, Mo Wentian seemed to be thinking of something, his eyes flashed and said in a cold voice.

"Yes, the emperor, I will let the patriarch of the Moyou withered tribe come over!"

Heard, Qing Zhan didn't hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

"Buzzing..."

Speaking, a sound transmission note shining with golden light appeared in Qing Zhan's hands.

Qing Zhan hurriedly spoke to the head of the Moyouku clan according to Mo Wentian's instructions.

"By the way, how much do you know about the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range?"

"Tell the emperor about the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian thought of the owner of the Jishan Mountain, lowered his voice.

"Yes, the emperor!"

"The owner of the Heavenly Ji Mountain Range, I have only seen it twice, once when he summoned all of us to distribute cultivation resources, and the other was not long ago, when he said let us look for someone from some protoss !"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan looked respectful.

"Looking for a protoss?"

"What does the owner of the Nakaji Mountain look like?"

Listening to Qing Zhan's words, in Mo Wentian's heart, he connected the owner of the Nangji Mountain Range with someone.

His eyes shrank suddenly and said coldly.

"Return to the emperor, the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range is a white-haired middle-aged man. The aura on his body may have reached the level of the true emperor's consummation!"

When Qing Zhan talked about the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, his body couldn't help shaking a few times, as if he was a little afraid of the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range.

"White-haired middle-aged man?"

"The cultivation base has reached the emperor's perfection?"

Speaking to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed lightly.

"It seems that it is not him!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and he said inwardly.

Mo Wentian originally thought that the owner of the Ji Mountain Range was the handsome young Ji Wujing, but Qing Zhan just described it like this, obviously not.

Can't tell why, knowing that Ji Wujing is not the owner of the Jishan Mountain, Mo Wentian's heart is a lot easier.

"The emperor, the master of the Tianji Mountain Range, is always fascinating!"

"The Lord, do you want to find him?"

Looking at Mo Wentian's dazed appearance, Qing Zhan couldn't help asking.