Chapter 1701

These people, relying on Mo Wentian's current strength, coupled with the strength of Xiaojiao Tianhu and Qi Yun, it is not difficult to deal with the ten people in front of them.

"Three pieces? The World Master actually refined three Purple Friends Pills?"

"Didn't it mean that Qi Tianzun only had ten purple friend grasses in total? With ten purple friend grasses, the world master actually refined three purple friend pills?"

"The world lord's alchemy ability is really terrifying!"

"Such an alchemy technique, I'm afraid it's not much better than Alchemy Venerable!"

"If such an alchemy technique is known to the alchemy master, I am afraid that the alchemy master will come here in person to make friends with our world master!"

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As soon as Mo Wentian's words came out, the disciples in the Heaven Devouring God Realm were shocked.

When they came back to their senses, they all looked at Mo Wentian with respect.

"Boy, how could you refine three Purple Friends Pills?"

"I think you're bragging!"

Hearing these discussions, the man who stood up had a complicated look in his eyes, and said angrily.

You must know that Mo Wentian in front of him is only in the middle stage of the Emperor's realm, and among those they have seen or even heard of, no one has ever been able to refine purple purple in the Emperor's realm. Youdan is here.

This made the hearts of ten people unbelievable.

"boast?"

"Little miscellaneous, in front of you, the emperor really doesn't want to bother!"

Seeing the impressive appearance of the man, Mo Wentian grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said with a wicked smile.

Especially Mo Wentian's expression of disdain in the depths of the Balrog was not concealed at all.

"Boy, you..."

"You are really arrogant, do you know who we are?"

Hearing this, the man was about to explode with anger.

His cultivation is not far from the middle stage of Tianzun.

But Mo Wentian in front of him, whose cultivation base is only in the middle stage of the emperor, dares to despise him like this, which made him feel angry.

"Who are you, I don't want to know, and I don't need to know!"

"Because in the eyes of this emperor, you are just a person who is going to die!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's expression turned cold instantly.

A cold chill spread from Mo Wentian's body.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's aura surged.

"A dying person?"

"Boy, you thought you would be my opponent!"

An incomparably cold voice sounded.

The figure of the man flashed, and he punched directly towards Mo Wentian.

"Boss, be careful!"

"World Lord..."

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Seeing the man make a move, everyone on the side exclaimed.

The expression on his face changed instantly.

After all, Mo Wentian's cultivation was only at the mid-emperor level. Although Mo Wentian killed Qi Tianzun, in the eyes of Xiao Jiao and others, this person in front of him should not be underestimated.

"Want to kill this emperor?"

"You don't have the ability!"

Seeing that punch coming towards him, Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a terrifying murderous intent rose.

Immediately, Mo Wentian greeted him with a punch.

For some reason, the man in front of him, Mo Wentian always felt that there was an aura about this man, and this aura made him feel angry.

Even though he had never even met this person before, Mo Wentian felt unstoppable anger.

"Boy, you offended us, do you think you can survive?"

"Die!"

There was a loud shout, and the man punched Mo Wentian directly in the chest.

The incomparably vast strength of the fist seemed to smash Mo Wentian into pieces.

"boom……"

The next moment, there was a violent collision sound in the void, and the two figures retreated again and again.

"uh-huh……"

With a muffled snort, traces of blood overflowed from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.

"How can this person's physique be so strong!"

Muttering to himself, Mo Wentian reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and an incomparably cold light flashed in his eyes.

Compared with the original Qi Tianzun, the cultivation level of the man in front of him is a little lower than that of Qi Tianzun.

A small difference in realm, but in terms of strength, there is a world of difference.

But in the collision just now, Mo Wentian only felt that this person's strength would only be stronger than Qi Tianzun.

"Buzz..."

And just when Mo Wentian was full of sadness, there was a wave of fluctuation in the Wentian Pavilion.

Immediately, a figure appeared in Wentian Pavilion.

The owner of this figure is none other than the old man of Shenzhu.

"Boy, this person is not an ordinary person!"

"He is the most physically fit person in the entire Heavenly Immortal Realm. People from the Soul Realm, they call it the Soul Realm because their physique is at least ten times stronger than warriors of the same realm!"

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the old man of Shenzhu, and he said in a deep voice.

"Physical strength is at least ten times stronger than that of people in the same realm?"

"It seems that the people in Soul Realm are very good!"

Hearing the words of the elder Shenzhu, Mo Wentian secretly had a plan in his heart.

Since this person in the Soul Realm has such a terrible physique, if he takes the Soul Realm down, wouldn't it be of great help to his strength in the Celestial Realm.

Moreover, Mo Wentian has self-confidence, as long as he subdues the Soul Realm, relying on his strength to improve the cultivation base of these people, it is absolutely no problem.

"Boy, don't underestimate these people!"

"I know you want to subdue these people, but if you want to subdue the people in this Soul Realm, you can't go head-to-head!"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, the old man of Shenzhu said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Thank you, Senior Shenzhu, for reminding me!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he thanked the old man of Shenzhu.

"Boy, try your best to take all these ten people down. If you can't subdue them, these people can't let them go out!"

"Once they get out, your kid's troubles will continue!"

After pondering for a while, as if remembering something, the old man of Shenzhu spoke again.

"Continuous trouble?"

"Senior Shenzhu, what do you mean by that?"

Hearing the old man's words, Mo Wentian frowned, his face full of puzzlement.

"Boy, these people already know that you have refined Ziyou Pill!"

"Presumably you already know the influence of Ziyou Pill. You said that if you refine Ziyou Pill, and the news that you have refined three Ziyou Pills resounds throughout the Celestial Realm, do you think you can stay safe and sound?" In this Heaven Devouring God Realm?"

The expression of the old man of the Shenzhu became solemn in an instant.

"Senior Shenzhu, I understand, I know what to do!"

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

At this moment, Mo Wentian also had a plan in his mind.

These ten people, or all of them will be subdued, and those who do not surrender will not be allowed to leave.

The old man Shenzhu was right, once he let them go out, or spread the news from the Heaven Devouring God Realm, his troubles would follow.