Chapter 1412 The Voice From the Great Hall

"No, this is not the voice of the boss!"

Huantian frowned slightly.

Regarding Mo Wentian's voice, he was naturally very clear, this voice did not belong to Mo Wentian at all.

In this hall, there are only Mo Wentian and the patriarch of the Kunpeng clan, if it is not Mo Wentian's voice, then it can only be the voice of the Kunpeng patriarch.

"Master Huantian is right, this is not the voice of the Emperor of Heaven, this is the voice of our patriarch!"

Hearing Huantian's words, Qingyin instantly confirmed that the scream was from the chief of the Kunpeng clan.

While Xiaojiao and the others were discussing, countless disciples of the Kunpeng tribe swarmed towards this place.

"What's the matter, Patriarch?"

"This voice belongs to the patriarch. Just now the emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom entered. Could it be that the Emperor of the Devouring God Kingdom hurt our patriarch?"

"How is this possible? The emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom is not as good as the Heavenly King's Consummation Realm. Let alone hurt our patriarch, even if he touches it, don't even think about it!"

"Go and see what's going on here?"

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Countless disciples of the Kunpeng clan quickly approached the main hall.

And just as they approached the main hall, a scream resounded again.

"ah……"

In the hall, Qing Zhan was already rolling on the ground at this moment, as if he was enduring great pain at this moment.

But Mo Wentian looked at this scene, his eyes did not fluctuate at all.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

The screams also stopped abruptly.

A figure quickly got up from the ground.

"Meet the master!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qingzhan at this moment, his expression is extremely respectful, his appearance is exactly the same as that of an obedient pug.

"Um!"

"Get up!"

Mo Wentian looked at Qing Zhan in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said indifferently.

"Thank you, master!"

After a slight salute to Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan stood up.

Those eyes looked at Mo Wentian with a respectful look.

"From now on, you will be the same as Qingyin and the others, just call me the Emperor!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, looked at Qing Zhan, and said in a cold voice.

"Yes, Emperor!"

Hearing this, Qing Zhan quickly agreed, and at this moment, Qing Zhan even changed his title to Emperor.

"Tell me about your relationship with the Youlong Clan and the Moyouku Clan?"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Yes, Emperor!"

"My Kunpeng clan has always been below the Youlong clan, and has been suppressed by the Youlong clan in all aspects. We have long been resentful and dissatisfied with the Youlong clan!"

"But our strength is not comparable to that of the Youlong Clan, and the status of the Youlong Clan in the hearts of the masters of the Tianji Mountains is much higher than ours, so we have always been at the feet of the Youlong Clan!"

Speaking of the Youlong clan, a flash of anger rose in Qing Zhan's eyes instantly.

At the same time, his hands were clenched into fists, and his joints creaked.

"Then what about the Demon Youku Clan?"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he asked again in a cold voice.

"Our relationship with the Moyouku Clan is not bad!"

"Qingyin should have told you, the emperor, that my Kunpeng clan has been discussing important issues with the Moyouku clan for tens of thousands of years, and I want to join an alliance against the Youlong clan!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, traces of light flashed across his clear eyes, and he said in a low voice.

"The emperor has indeed stopped talking about this matter!"

"But Qingyin only gave me a general idea. As for how you guys will cooperate with the Moyouku Clan, Qingyin didn't tell me!"

An indifferent voice sounded, but Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Qing Zhan's body.

"Emperor, you are not very clear, then I will explain it to you!"

"50,000 years ago, my Kunpeng clan had established a good relationship with the Moyouku clan. Although we are very polite to the Youlong clan on the surface, in fact we have already kept secrets!"

"The Kunpeng clan and the Moyouku clan are one. As for the Youlong clan, they are our biggest opponents!"

Qing Zhan clenched his fists tightly, and a killing intent rose in his eyes.

That appearance, as if he had hated the Youlong Clan long ago.

"Since you have such a good relationship with the patriarch of the Moyouku clan, then you will let the patriarch of the Moyouku clan come to the hall!"

"Don't say that the emperor asked him to discuss things, just say that you have important things to discuss with him!"

Hearing what Qing Zhan said, Mo Wentian seemed to have thought of something, his eyes flashed, and he said in a cold voice.

"Yes, Emperor, I will send the head of the Moyouku Clan over right away!"

Hearing this, Qing Zhan agreed without any hesitation.

"Buzz..."

Saying that, a sound transmission talisman shining with golden light appeared in Qing Zhan's hand.

Following Mo Wentian's instructions, Qing Zhan hastily sent a voice transmission to the head of the Moyouku clan.

"By the way, how much do you know about the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range?"

"Tell me about the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian thought of the owner of the Ji Mountain Range, and lowered his voice.

"Yes, Emperor!"

"I've only met the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range twice. One time was when he summoned all of us to distribute cultivation resources, and the other time not long ago, he said let's find someone from the Protoss!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Zhan said respectfully.

"Looking for someone from the Protoss?"

"What does the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range look like?"

Hearing Qing Zhan's words, Mo Wentian connected the owner of that day's Ji Mountain Range with a certain person in his mind.

His eyes narrowed suddenly, and he said in a cold voice.

"Reporting to the Emperor, the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range is a middle-aged man with white hair. His aura may have reached the level of a real emperor!"

When Qing Zhan talked about the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, his body couldn't help but tremble a few times, as if he was a little afraid of the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range.

"A middle-aged man with white hair?"

"The cultivation base has reached the realm of the emperor's consummation?"

While muttering to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with traces of light.

"It seems that it's not him!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and he said secretly in his heart.

Originally, Mo Wentian thought that the owner of the Ji Mountain Range was that handsome young man Ji Wujing, but Qing Zhan described it just now, obviously not.

Unable to explain why, knowing that Ji Wujing is not the owner of Ji Mountain Range, Mo Wentian felt a lot easier.

"Emperor, the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range is always elusive!"

"Emperor, do you want to find him?"

Seeing Mo Wentian's dazed look, Qing Zhan couldn't help asking.