Chapter 1371 The Purpose Is Not Simple

"Will you not let me go?"

"Qingyin, the emperor has already given you the opportunity, but you can't grasp it yourself, so you can't blame the emperor!"

Hearing the voiceless saintess' words, Mo Wentian laughed wildly.

"Slave God Seal!"

But the next moment, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian directly typed out a seal formula.

Immediately, in the void, a word slave appeared.

The word slave burst out and landed between the eyebrows of the voiceless saint.

"What's this?"

"ah……"

"you……"

...

Above the word slave, there was a wave of breath, Qingyin only felt that his whole mind seemed to be a little out of control, and he screamed in an instant.

"Qingyin, I can remind you, don't struggle!"

"The more you struggle, the more painful you will be. Honestly let go of your mind and let this emperor leave a mark on your soul!"

Mo Wentian looked at the voiceless saint with an evil smile in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Wentian walked aside and sat down with his legs crossed, his expression extremely indifferent.

And as for everything that happened in this wing, under Mo Wentian's restraint, the outside world would never notice anything strange in this wing.

"Mo Wentian, you..."

"Why do you want this saint to surrender to you?"

But at this moment, it seemed that something was remembered, the eyes of the voiceless saintess flashed, and she lowered her voice and asked.

Qingyin knew very well in her heart that she couldn't break free from Mo Wentian's shackles at all, and she had given up resisting at this moment.

But before she was subdued by Mo Wentian, she wanted to know why Mo Wentian insisted on subduing her.

"You are about to become the emperor's man, it doesn't matter if the emperor tells you!"

"Because you are a voiceless saint, you alone can stir up conflicts between these three ancient clans!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and an evil smile spread.

"Because I can stir up conflicts between the three ancient clans?"

The voiceless saint looked at Mo Wentian, her eyes were full of shock.

She never thought that Mo Wentian would have such an explanation.

After all, the purpose of Mo Wentian coming to this Tianji Mountain Range was to capture the map of Shenlong Tongtian.

And to capture the Shenlong Tongtian map, you don't need to go through these three ancient clans, so this has nothing to do with the three ancient clans at all.

Thinking like this, Qingyin's face was full of doubts.

"What you want to ask, the emperor has already told you!"

"Honestly let go of your heart and surrender to this emperor!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at the voiceless saint, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his voice was even more icy cold.

"I……"

"I let go!"

After pondering for a while, a complex look flashed in the eyes of the voiceless saint, and she said slowly.

Then, he let go of his mind.

The word slave that Mo Wentian typed also instantly entered the eyebrows of the voiceless saint.

"ah……"

"No……"

...

A series of screams sounded again.

In a quarter of an hour.

"Buzz..."

In the wing room, the screams stopped, and the voiceless saintess, who was in a panic at the moment, looked even paler.

"Qingyin, meet the master!"

The next moment, the voiceless saint stood up from the ground and came to Mo Wentian's side.

With a plop, he knelt beside Mo Wentian, looked at Mo Wentian, and the voiceless Holy Goddess said respectfully.

With that appearance, she was a completely different person from the originally aloof and arrogant Qingyin.

"Get up!"

Mo Wentian's faint voice sounded.

"yes!"

Voiceless stood up quickly.

"After you go out of this wing, I will tell you that the emperor came here to find out about the situation in this mountain range!"

"As for the others, no matter what they say, don't say anything!"

Looking at Qingyin, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Also, you are in such a mess right now, tidy up quickly and change into another outfit, don't let anyone see the slightest flaw!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said with a cold snort.

"Yes, Emperor!"

Hearing this, Qingyin didn't hesitate at all, and quickly answered respectfully.

"Tell me about the situation in your Kunpeng clan!"

Looking at the voiceless saintess who had almost tidied up and her expression gradually recovered, Mo Wentian said indifferently.

"Yes, Emperor!"

"Among my Kunpeng clan, our emperor's cultivation base is the strongest, and he has already reached the half-step emperor's consummation state!"

"The rest are the four elders, and the cultivation strength of these four elders is not far behind mine!"

The voiceless saintess took a deep breath and hurriedly said respectfully.

"go on!"

Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly for a while, and he said in a cold voice.

"yes!"

"In my clan, besides those of us who are at the peak of the emperor, there are five thousand empresses and ten thousand middle emperors..."

Standing in front of Mo Wentian, the voiceless saintess did not hide anything, and told all she knew about the situation in the Kunpeng clan.

"The Kunpeng clan is quite strong!"

Gently let out a long breath, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light.

The ancient clan that existed in this Tianji Mountain Range for tens of thousands of years, their strength should not be underestimated.

The strength of the second-ranked ancient Kunpeng clan is already like this, and the strength of the first-ranked Youlong clan may be even more terrifying.

"Regardless of your strength, the Emperor Youlongblade will be determined!"

"The map of the dragon reaching the sky, the emperor will also decide!"

The eyes suddenly shrank, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

"Qingyin, this time you came to the Xuanshen Temple, I'm afraid it's not so simple to meet the young master of the Youlong clan?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to the Emperor, you are right, I was ordered to come to the Youlong Clan this time, not just to meet the young master of the Youlong Clan!"

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the voiceless saint, and she lowered her voice.

"Then why did you come here this time?"

Mo Wentian looked at the voiceless saint, and asked almost subconsciously.

"Reporting to the Emperor, I came here this time to find out the situation in the Youlong Clan!"

"Although my Kunpeng clan and the Youlong clan are both ancient clans in the Tianji Mountain Range and belong to the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, in fact, our relationship with the Youlong Clan is not as good as it seems!"

"The Youlong Emperor of the Youlong Clan just wants to go out by himself, regardless of our life or death, and even wants to push us out as a shield!"

"This is our patriarch, let me come and investigate this matter!"

The expression of the voiceless saintess instantly turned cold.

At the same time, a cold chill emanated from the voiceless saintess at this moment.