Chapter 1409: The Kunpeng Patriarch's Dismissal

In a quarter of an hour.

Mo Wentian and others followed Qingyin and finally came to a large hall.

As soon as he came to this hall, a terrifying coercion instantly swept towards Mo Wentian.

"Boss, what a powerful force!"

But at this moment, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed coldly, and he said hastily.

"Emperor Kunpeng, this emperor has been invited!"

"What do you mean?"

Mo Wentian took a step forward, looked at the gate of the main hall, and said coldly.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's power suddenly surged.

There was an incomparably cold chill in those eyes.

"Ask the Emperor of Heaven, my patriarch has said that you are only allowed to come here alone, but you have not followed my patriarch's request!"

"This patriarch didn't kill your two monsters directly, this is enough to give you face!"

As soon as Mo Wentian's words fell, a deep voice came from the hall in an instant.

"Is not beheading enough to give the emperor enough face?"

"Kunpeng, it seems that you don't intend to take back your power?"

Hearing Emperor Kunpeng's words, Mo Wentian's expression turned colder and colder.

"Boss, this old bastard is really disgusting!"

"We've only just arrived, and he's about to give us a run for his money!"

"I looked at the old bastard, he didn't want to cooperate with us anymore!"

At this moment, the anger in Xiaojiao's heart was even more spontaneous.

"Boom..."

The next moment, the little jiao turned into a thousand-foot dragon, standing proudly in the void.

The dragon power on his body was rolling, and he looked like he was about to crash directly into the hall in the next moment.

"Little Jiao, no!"

"You step back first!"

Seeing Xiaojiao's appearance, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said hastily.

"Boss..."

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Immediately, the figure flashed, transformed into a little snake again, and landed not far from Mo Wentian.

"Boy, if you want to cooperate with my patriarch, if you can't even bear this power of my patriarch!"

"I don't think we need to talk about cooperation!"

And at this moment, in the hall, that deep voice came again.

With the sound of this voice, the power spreading out of the hall has also increased a bit.

And that force actually let go of Xiaojiao, Huantian and the others, and swept towards Mo Wentian.

"Emperor Kunpeng, with your strength, you can't hurt this emperor!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold light rose, and his voice was even more icy cold.

"This little strength can't hurt you?"

"Boy, you are too arrogant!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Patriarch Kunpeng laughed wildly.

The maniacal laughter sounded like he had heard some funny joke at the moment.

"Bang bang bang..."

And as soon as the voice fell, palm prints fell directly from the hall towards Mo Wentian.

"Emperor, be careful!"

"The power of the patriarch's palm is already comparable to the peak of the emperor!"

At this moment, seeing the countless palm prints falling towards Mo Wentian, Qingyin's eyes suddenly shrank, and she said hastily.

"Boss, be careful!"

"Boss, be careful!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at this scene with concern.

"Don't worry, this bit of strength can't hurt this emperor!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian stood there without moving a bit.

The next moment, those eyes were closed directly.

"Boy, you dare to close your eyes!"

"I didn't even fight back, so it's no wonder the patriarch!"

Seeing Mo Wentian like this, Patriarch Kunpeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the movements of his hands became more and more rapid.

"No wonder you?"

"Emperor Kunpeng, do you still want to kill this emperor?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian opened his eyes, looked at the closed door, and said coldly.

"Buzz..."

And the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed strangely and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure was holding a seal in his hand, and he slammed directly towards the gate of the main hall.

"boom……"

Following Mo Wentian's impact, the main hall's gate was smashed into pieces, stirring up dust all over the place.

But in Mo Wentian's hands, the Shenlong seal was still intact.

"Boy, you are approaching the patriarch, you are so arrogant, you are not even afraid of death!"

Looking at Mo Wentian who appeared in front of him, the patriarch of the Kunpeng Clan was slightly stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he said with a cold light in his eyes.

At this moment, the movements in his hands became even faster.

Those countless palm prints fell directly towards Mo Wentian.

"Shenlong Seal!"

"Block!"

With a roar, Mo Wentian directly placed the Shenlong Seal in front of his chest.

"Bang bang bang..."

The countless palm prints all fell on the Shenlong seal.

The power in the palm print fell on the seal of the dragon, as if it was swallowed by something, and disappeared in an instant.

"This...how is this possible?"

"How is your strength so strong?"

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, who was not injured at all, Emperor Kunpeng's eyes were full of astonishment.

"Emperor Kunpeng, this emperor has already told you that it is impossible for you to hurt this emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at Emperor Kunpeng with an extremely indifferent expression.

The Kunpeng Emperor in front of him is half a step away from the consummation of the Emperor, but it is just an opportunity. As soon as this opportunity comes, Kunpeng Emperor's strength will break through instantly.

But just now, the power displayed by the Kunpeng Emperor was only 50%.

With 50% of the Emperor's peak power, even if Mo Wentian didn't take out the Dragon Seal, the Kunpeng Emperor would not be able to hurt Mo Wentian.

"Ask the Emperor of Heaven, since you have blocked the patriarch's palm prints!"

"Then you all come in!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Emperor Kunpeng said in a deep voice.

"Um!"

"Little Jiao, Huantian, come in!"

Mo Wentian just hummed indifferently.

The next moment, Mo Wentian turned his head and said to Xiaojiao and Huantian outside the main hall.

As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, Xiaojiao and Huantian came to Mo Wentian's side in an instant.

"Qingyin, you go out first!"

"There are some things that the patriarch wants to discuss with Lord Wentian!"

But at this moment, seeing Qingyin also follow, the Kunpeng patriarch's eyes flashed coldly, and said coldly.

"this……"

Qingyin didn't go down instantly, but turned her eyes to Mo Wentian.

She seemed to be waiting for Mo Wentian's response.

"Qingyin, go down!"

"Don't worry about me!"

Mo Wentian looked at Qingyin with an extremely indifferent expression.