Chapter 1211 Going to Snatch

As monsters in the realm of the emperor, how could they not understand what the imprint of the soul meant.

With the imprint of the spirit and soul, their life and death are completely in the hands of Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian let them live and they live, Mo Wentian let them die, then they have to die.

At this moment, the eyes of this group of five-clawed leopards flickered frantically.

At this moment, they hesitated for an instant.

"Don't let go?"

"So you choose to die?"

Mo Wentian watched those five-clawed leopards not letting go for a long time, and an incomparably cold light rose in his eyes.

"Shenlong Fist!"

With a roar of 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 Thunder Leopards.

"We surrender!"

"We let go of our hearts!"

"Don't kill us, let's let go of our hearts!"

...

The terrifying killing intent struck, and the five-clawed leopards fell to the ground in an instant, and their minds were released in an instant.

"very good!"

Seeing those five-clawed leopards let go of their minds, Mo Wentian grinned slightly, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

"Slave God Seal!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and played seals one by one in his hand.

Immediately, in the void, simple and simple slave characters formed one by one.

In just a few breaths, a full ten characters of slave fell directly between the eyebrows of the ten five-clawed leopards.

"Aww..."

"Aww..."

...

A series of screams sounded, and the ten five-clawed leopards all rolled on the ground.

It seems that they are suffering great pain 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 leopard in the mid-emperor period, they looked at Mo Wentian and said respectfully.

"Get up!"

An indifferent voice sounded, Mo Wentian raised his hand slightly, and an upward force instantly dragged them up.

Their bodies stood up involuntarily.

"Thank you, master!"

"Thank you, master!"

...

Bowing and saluting, the Five-Clawed Thunder Leopard looked at Mo Wentian's expression with incomparable respect.

"You just said that the emperor is a member of the Protoss?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes rose with an incomparably cold light.

Senior Shenzhu always said that he was from the God Clan, the ancestors of the Demon Realm also said that he was from the God Clan, and the current five-clawed leopards also said that he was from the God Clan.

This made Mo Wentian very puzzled!

Mo Wentian, who originally believed firmly in his identity, now has some doubts about his identity.

He wanted to solve this mystery very much, but no one told him the answer!

"Reporting to the master, you are indeed a member of the Protoss, and our five-clawed Thunder Leopard is very sensitive to the power of blood!"

"Your body indeed contains the blood of the Protoss!"

Hearing this, the five-clawed Thunder Leopard in the mid-emperor period, who was the leader, hurriedly said respectfully without the slightest hesitation.

"My body contains the blood of the Protoss?"

"How much do you know about the Protoss?"

A gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, looking at the five-clawed Thunder Leopard in front of him, he asked in a cold voice.

"Reporting to Master, we don't know anything about the Protoss. My cultivation has only just broken through to the Emperor's mid-term stage. It turns out that our Emperor knows a little about the Protoss, but..."

The Five-Clawed Thunder Leopard looked at Mo Wentian, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Your emperor knows something?"

Hearing the words of the five-clawed leopard, Mo Wentian felt a little regretful in his heart.

If I knew it before killing him, I would have asked.

But it's useless to regret now.

"Sooner or later, I'll figure it out!"

The next moment, Mo Wen and the others seemed to think of something, and an incomparably bright light rose in their eyes.

"By the way, master, you originally asked what happened in front of us?"

"In this Qingfeng mountain range, the holy grass of nine beards, which only matures once in 100,000 years, has matured. Our five-clawed Thunder Leopard clan is going to snatch it!"

Suddenly, thinking of what Mo Wentian originally asked them, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Five-Clawed Thunder Leopard, and said in a deep voice.

"Nine beards holy grass?"

"What grade is this holy grass? What is its function?"

It was the first time Mo Wentian had seen this holy grass with nine beards. Mo Wentian looked at the five-clawed thunder leopard, and a gleam of light disappeared in a flash.

"Reporting to the master, this holy grass with nine beards is a spirit grass in the middle of the fifth level, and it takes a hundred thousand years to mature one plant!"

"As for its function, I don't know much about it, but I do know that it can directly raise the level of monster beasts in the early stage of the emperor to the stage of the middle stage of the emperor!"

"Even monsters with stronger talents can be directly promoted to the Empress stage!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the Five-clawed Thunder Leopard's eyes flashed with hot light.

It seems that he also wants the holy grass of nine beards very much.

"Can the early stage of the emperor be promoted directly to the middle stage of the emperor, or even the realm of the empress stage?"

"The holy grass of nine beards, the emperor wants it!"

When Mo Wentian heard that the holy grass with nine beards could improve his cultivation, an incomparably bright light instantly rose in his eyes.

A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's face was full of determination.

"You want it? Master, the nine-bearded holy grass that matures once every 100,000 years, in the Qingfeng Mountains, countless monsters will try to snatch it!"

"Master, are you sure you want to snatch it too?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the Five-clawed Thunder Leopard's eyes were full of surprise.

Although they have already experienced Mo Wentian's strength, Mo Wentian's strength can handle a mid-term emperor with ease.

However, there are so many monster races who robbed the holy grass of nine beards this time, among them there are quite a few who are in the mid-emperor stage.

Don't ask innocently, do you really want to snatch it? Can you snatch it?

In the heart of the five-clawed leopard, deep worries and doubts were expressed.

"That's right, this emperor must go and snatch it!"

"This emperor must take the holy grass of nine beards!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

"Owner……"

The Five-Clawed Thunder Leopard opened its mouth, wanting to say something, but after seeing Mo Wentian's determined expression, he didn't say anything in the end.

"May I have your name?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, his eyes fell on the five-clawed leopard in the mid-emperor stage, and he asked indifferently.

"Report to Master, my name is Lu Yi!"

Hearing this, the Five-clawed Thunder Leopard answered quickly without any hesitation.

Not to mention how respectful that look was.

"Lu Yi?"

"You take me to the place where the holy grass of nine beards appears!"

Looking at Lu Yi, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.