Chapter 1387 Escape From the Clutches of the Devil?

"Ku Haobin, surrender to this emperor. This emperor can not only take you out of the Tianji Mountain Range, but also your entire Moyouku clan, this emperor can let you out!"

"How about escaping from the clutches of the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range and gaining true freedom?"

Mo Wentian looked at Ku Haobin's face full of resistance, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

For these three ancient clans, Mo Wentian already knew about the same through the little black snake.

The strength of these three ancient clans is not low, but they are all imprisoned here by the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, and they have no freedom to speak of.

What they wanted most was freedom, so Mo Wentian used this as a bargaining chip to make Ku Haobin submit.

"You're right. I want to go out. Our Moyouku clan, Kunpeng clan, and even the Youlong clan all want to go out of the Tianji Mountain Range!"

"But for tens of thousands of years, countless strong men wanted to go out, but they were killed before they even went out. Your strength is certainly good, but your cultivation base is really too low!"

"I don't believe that you can lead us out of this Tianji Mountain Range!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Ku Haobin's expression changed slightly.

He seemed to be a little moved by what Mo Wentian said, but at the next moment, he seemed to think of something and strengthened his original thoughts.

"Don't believe what the emperor said?"

"Then you should never go out of this Tianji Mountain Range!"

A cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian looked at Ku Haobin, the coldness flickered in his eyes.

What Mo Wentian said was not trying to intimidate Ku Haobin, if he didn't submit to Mo Wentian, and if Mo Wentian didn't lead them out, they really wouldn't want to go out of the Tianji Mountain Range.

Because they wanted to help the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, and then the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range released them out of kindness, which is impossible.

"Brother Haobin, let's surrender!"

"The emperor promised you that he will give you the flaming gun after he finishes using the flaming gun!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's angry appearance, the voiceless saint hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

"Qingyin, do you really believe that he will give me the flaming gun!"

"Will he lead us out of the control of the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range and gain real freedom?"

When the voiceless voice came, Ku Haobin's expression softened slightly, and he asked repeatedly.

"Brother Haobin, you have also seen that the strength of the emperor is terrifying!"

"The emperor's soul is even more frightening and boundless. Even the power of You Qinyu's soul has been wiped away by the emperor!"

"You take the initiative to surrender, so that you can avoid pain!"

Voiceless didn't answer, just said with a gleam of light in his eyes.

"Ku Haobin, this emperor has never been a patient person, I will give you a chance!"

"Surrender to the Emperor, or die!"

Mo Wentian stepped forward and appeared in front of Ku Haobin, looking at Ku Haobin, Mo Wentian said coldly.

At the same time, Mo Wentian unfolded his soul, and the eight hundred feet of soul instantly enveloped Ku Haobin's soul.

The power of the soul struck, and in an instant, Ku Haobin felt that his whole mind was bound, and his knees even felt soft, and he had the urge to kneel down.

But even so, Ku Haobin still resisted with all his strength.

"uh-huh……"

But after only a few breaths, Ku Haobin couldn't hold it back anymore, he let out a muffled snort, and traces of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Haobin, surrender!"

"You will not be the emperor's opponent. If you continue to resist like this, it will only cause more pain, but the ending is still the same. You will surrender at the emperor's feet just like me!"

At this moment, looking at Ku Haobin's painful resistance, Qingyin's eyes flashed a complex look, and she said comfortingly.

"Qingyin, get out of the way!"

"Spirit suppression!"

Seeing that Ku Haobin was still resisting, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold, and he shouted angrily.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's terrifying soul power directly spread into Ku Haobin's soul.

"puff……"

The moment Mo Wentian's divine soul power entered, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Ku Haobin's mouth.

"If you don't submit, you will die!"

An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's spiritual strength became a bit stronger.

Actually, Mo Wentian didn't really want to kill Ku Haobin.

Not to mention keeping Ku Haobin, what is Ku Haobin's strength, just talking about Ku Haobin's identity as the young master of the Demon Youku Clan, Mo Wentian would not see Ku Haobin beheaded.

Keeping Ku Haobin can stir up conflicts between the Moyouku clan, the Youlong clan, and the Kunpeng clan, the three ancient clans. How could he kill them so easily?

But Ku Haobin didn't know about this, he only knew that he couldn't bear this terrifying power of soul.

His pride was also completely crushed by this terrifying power of the soul at this moment.

"I……"

"I am willing to surrender!"

Suddenly, Ku Haobin looked at Mo Wentian, and spit out a few words from his mouth, as if these words required a lot of strength.

"Plop..."

After finishing speaking, Ku Haobin directly knelt on the ground.

"It seems that you are still sensible!"

Looking at Ku Haobin who was kneeling on the ground, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up.

"Since you have surrendered, let's relax!"

Seemingly remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at Ku Haobin and shouted in a cold voice.

"Relax?"

Hearing the words "relax your heart and mind", Ku Haobin's expression changed again.

"how?"

"Is this unwilling to let go?"

Seeing Ku Haobin's dazed look, Mo Wentian said with a cold expression.

"I am willing to let go!"

"I let go!"

Ku Haobin's eyes were full of horror.

The power of Mo Wentian's soul that shrouded his soul was boundless and terrifying.

That terrifying soul seemed to be able to shatter his soul, he was really scared!

He was afraid that Mo Wentian would really shatter his spirit and kill him!

"Slave God Seal!"

And the moment Ku Haobin let go, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted coldly.

Immediately, Mo Wentian played seals one by one in his hands.

The next moment, in the void, a simple and incomparable slave character was formed.

With the appearance of the word slave, a vast and boundless aura spread instantly.

"become!"

With a stern voice, Nu Shenyin went directly towards the center of Ku Haobin's eyebrows.

"ah……"

Ku Haobin was writhing on the ground, as if he was enduring great pain at this moment.

In Ku Haobin's eyes, there was incomparable horror, and one after another screams resounded.

After a quarter of an hour, Ku Haobin's screams stopped.

The next moment, Ku Haobin got up from the ground, kneeling in front of Mo Wentian respectfully.