Chapter 1411 My Own? Enemy?

"You're right!"

"Cooperate with you, believe you, I still have a chance to escape from the control of the owner of Tianji Mountain Range, escape from being suppressed by the Youlong Clan, and even get revenge while helping you subdue the Youlong Clan!"

"But if I don't agree to cooperate with you, then I will have nothing!"

"Ask the Lord of Heaven, I will trust you once, and I, the Kunpeng clan, are willing to cooperate with you!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Patriarch Kunpeng seemed to be stimulated, his eyes flashed, as if he had made up his mind.

"Um!"

"As long as you can figure it out!"

Seeing that the Kunpeng patriarch agreed to cooperate, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.

He took a step forward, stretched out his hand, patted Qing Zhan's shoulder, and said indifferently.

"Ask the Lord, please sit down!"

The next moment, the Kunpeng patriarch actually asked Mo Wentian directly, and asked Mo Wentian to sit next to the master.

"Patriarch Kunpeng, please!"

Seeing this, Mo Wentian said indifferently.

As Mo Wentian spoke, he sat directly on the main seat.

And seeing Mo Wentian sitting directly on the main seat, Qing Zhan's eyes were slightly blank, and when he came back to his senses, he didn't say anything, but a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, Qing Zhan sat down on the chair next to the master.

"Ask the Emperor of Heaven, you don't need to call me the chief of the Kunpeng clan in the future, just call me Qingzhan!"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he looked at Mo Wentian and said with a smile on Qing Zhan's face.

"Qing Zhan?"

"This name is very good, then I will replace you as the patriarch of Qingzhan from now on!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely indifferent.

"Ask the Emperor of Heaven, you and my Kunpeng Clan and the Moyouku Clan will work together to subdue the Youlong Clan!"

"What is your purpose?"

"What do I think about the Youlong clan? It's not very useful for asking you, the Lord of Heaven!"

The next moment, a gleam flashed in Qingzhan's eyes, and he asked in a deep voice.

"Since you have cooperated with Bendi!"

"It's okay for the emperor to tell you, but before I tell you, there is still one thing that the emperor needs to cooperate with, patriarch Qingzhan!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a trace of light flashed across the road.

Qing Zhan in front of him, although he has agreed to cooperate with him, but after all, he wants to seize the Youlong Blade of the Youlong Clan, which is very important.

Once this matter is leaked, it will directly affect his major event of winning the Shenlong Tongtian Tu.

In this matter, Mo Wentian will not allow any mistakes.

"What needs my cooperation?"

"Ask the Emperor of Heaven and tell me straight up!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan said with a curved mouth.

"Let go of your mind, and let this emperor leave a soul imprint on your mind!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.

"Relax?"

"Mo Wentian, are you pushing your limits?"

"I promised to cooperate with you, but I didn't promise to surrender to you. You actually want me to relax. You are really hateful!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Qing Zhan's expression changed drastically in an instant.

The smile that was raised just now disappeared in an instant, replaced by anger all over his face.

Let go of his mind, how could he not understand what this means, once he let go of his mind and let Mo Wentian leave the imprint of his soul, then his life and death will be completely controlled by Mo Wentian.

He is the patriarch of the Kunpeng clan, and he is the number one existence in the Kunpeng clan.

When he agreed to cooperate with Mo Wentian, he had already let go of his means, but now that Mo Wentian wanted him to relax, how could he be willing.

"Patriarch Qing Zhan, it seems that you are unwilling to take the initiative to let go?"

"In that case, the emperor will come to help you!"

The cold voice sounded again.

At the same time, without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian directly unfolded the eight-hundred-foot-high spirit, covering it towards the clear spirit.

"Boy, you..."

"How can your soul be so strong?"

As Mo Wentian's soul power enveloped him, Qing Zhan's eyes were full of shock.

Although his cultivation is not far from the half-step emperor's perfection, his soul is only six hundred and fifty feet.

Although there is only a difference of one hundred and fifty feet between the soul of six hundred and fifty feet and the soul of Mo Wentian's eight hundred feet, there is a huge difference in strength.

As soon as Mo Wentian's spirit was enveloped, his 650-foot spirit could no longer bear it.

"Qing Zhan, I advise you to let go honestly!"

"The end is the same, you let go first, so that you will at least suffer less pain!"

Looking at Qing Zhan's strong appearance, Mo Wentian said with a twinkle in his eyes.

And just when it was in full swing in this hall.

Outside the hall, the eyes of the three figures all fell on the gate of the hall.

"Huantian, you said that the boss has been in for so long, so there will be nothing wrong with the boss?"

Xiaojiao looked at Huantian, his face was full of worry.

"No, the boss is right, just relying on the patriarch of the Kunpeng clan, he can't be hurt!"

Huantian looked at Xiaojiao, and said with a gleam in his eyes.

Regarding Mo Wentian's current strength, Huantian is extremely confident.

"Qing Zhan, surrender!"

"If you continue to fight, your soul will be shattered by the emperor's soul directly!"

"This emperor imprinted you with a soul mark, just to be on the safe side. This emperor promised you that as long as you help this emperor capture the map of the dragon reaching heaven, after this emperor helps you leave the Tianji Mountain Range, this emperor will give you back your freedom!"

And in the main hall at this moment, Mo Wentian looked at Qing Zhan's painful struggle, his eyes flashed coldly, and said again.

"uh-huh……"

A muffled groan sounded, and traces of blood overflowed from Qing Zhan's mouth.

"You... are you telling the truth?"

Stretching out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan said coldly.

"You are already like this, do you think it is necessary for the emperor to lie to you?"

Mo Wentian looked at Qing Zhan with an extremely indifferent expression.

"good!"

"I let go of my heart!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan's eyes flashed.

Immediately, he let go of his mind.

"Slave God Seal!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian's mind was opened, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and directly typed out seal formulas one by one.

As each seal formula was played, in the void, a slave character exuding a simple aura appeared.

"go!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian waved his hand, and the word "servant" fell directly between Qing Zhan's eyebrows.

"ah……"

In an instant, a scream sounded instantly.

"This is the voice of our patriarch!"

And at the moment when Qingzhan's screams sounded, Qingyin outside the main hall door was instantly heard.

"The voice of your patriarch, could it be that the boss and the patriarch of the Kunpeng clan started a war in the hall?"

Xiao Jiao's expression became serious in an instant.