Chapter 1828 Fear of the Divine Soul

"Reporting to Master, I don't know where the valley is!"

"That valley seems to be an illusion. I entered the Qitian Mountain Range a hundred thousand years ago, when I entered the middle layer of the Qitian Mountain Range!"

"I only felt that as soon as my body became lighter, the scene in front of me changed. When my body reappeared, it had already appeared in a valley!"

After pondering for a while, a hint of memory rose in Yuanyou's eyes.

A hundred thousand years have passed, and even now, when I think about it, Yuan You still finds it a bit unbelievable.

In his heart, he couldn't help taking a breath.

"Qi Tian Mountain Range?"

"It turned out to be won in the Qitian Mountain Range!"

"And still entered a valley like an illusion?"

Hearing Kuanyou's words, the light in Mo Wentian's eyes soared.

This cauldron of resentment was actually won in the Qitian Mountain Range, but the Qitian Mountain Range is in his Heaven Devouring God Realm, which is very convenient for Mo Wentian.

He couldn't explain why, but Mo Wentian always felt that since the resentment cauldron appeared in the valley, there must be other artifacts.

"It seems that I have to go to Qitian Mountain Range again!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's heart secretly became firm.

But now, it is not the time to go to the Qitian Mountains.

In the Resentment Heaven Realm, although Yuan You, the master of the Resentment Heaven Realm, has forcibly suppressed it, the remaining disciples of the Resentment Heaven Realm did not surrender one by one, and the eyes looking at Mo Wentian were even more resentful .

Obviously, in their eyes, they were not convinced at all.

"Boss, you have subdued this grudge!"

"What do you plan to do with the remaining disciples who complain about the Heaven Realm?"

But at this moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and landed in front of Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian, said in a deep voice.

"How to deal with these disciples?"

"Naturally, it must be included under the command of our Heaven Devouring God Realm!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.

At the same time, a king-like coercion spread from Mo Wentian's body, enveloping those disciples who complained about the heaven realm.

"What a terrible coercion, this coercion seems to be the supreme king!"

"Yeah, I feel like my knees are not mine anymore, and I actually want to kneel down to this kid!"

"This kid forcibly suppressed our world lord with his soul, we can't submit to him!"

"That's right, he can forcibly suppress our world master with the power of his soul, but he can't forcibly suppress hundreds of thousands of us with his soul!"

"We blame the disciples of the heavens for not being able to surrender!"

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Hearing that incomparably cold voice, the disciples of the Heaven Resentment Realm's eyes grew cold, and the aura on their bodies also increased rapidly.

That appearance, as if he was about to attack Mo Wentian in the next moment.

"Master, let me talk to them!"

"I have already surrendered to you, so naturally I should surrender to my master!"

Suddenly, Kuanyou stood up, looked at Mo Wentian, and volunteered.

"Are you here to talk to them?"

"This emperor never likes to force people, let this emperor come, and this emperor will convince them!"

Mo Wentian looked at Yuanyou, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said in a curving way.

"Owner……"

Seeing Mo Wentian's appearance, Yuanyou opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Yuan You's body only took a few steps back.

"Among you, how many people are unwilling to surrender, stand up!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian's expression turned cold, and he took a step forward, looking at the countless disciples complaining about the heaven realm, and said in a cold voice.

"Scrub..."

As soon as Mo Wentian's words came out, the disciples of Kuantian Realm stood up in unison.

Each of them had a boundless fighting spirit, and there was even more resentment in the eyes looking at Mo Wentian.

"It seems that none of you want to surrender to the Emperor?"

Seeing this scene, Mo Wentian's expression turned colder and colder.

But at this moment, Mo Wentian felt a little relieved.

These disciples of the Kuan Tian Realm were not frightened in the slightest when their world lord, Kuan You, surrendered.

This is exactly what Mo Wentian needs, the fearless fighter he needs.

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, no one retreated. Instead, the aura of each of them rose even more violently.

"Squeak..."

The creaking sounds of clenched fists came one after another.

"Boss, these people seem to have some backbone!"

"It's just that there are still many people who want to leave just now?"

Looking at these disciples who resented the Heaven Realm, recalling the scene of them fleeing just now, Xiaojiao's eyes were full of doubts.

"Whether to go or stay, more importantly, it depends on the occasion!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and a trace of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.

Mo Wentian was extremely clear about the thoughts of these disciples.

Originally, when Kuanyou begged for mercy, they wanted to leave because they were afraid that Mo Wentian would kill them after he killed Kuanyou.

But they saw that Mo Wentian didn't kill Yuan You, but subdued Yuan You.

At this moment, they decided in their hearts that it was the most correct choice for them to stay.

They stayed and twisted together, and they still had a chance to fight back, even if the counterattack was unsuccessful, Mo Wentian didn't even kill Yuan You, could it be possible to kill them?

Facts have proved that Mo Wentian's guess is not wrong at all, these disciples' thoughts are just like this.

"It seems that you are very dissatisfied with this emperor!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised, and his words became more and more intense.

"Boy, you are right, we are not convinced!"

"You are a martial artist whose cultivation base is no more than the emperor's middle stage, even if you subdue our world master with your soul, we will not surrender to you!"

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the crowd fell silent.

After a long time, a figure stood out from the crowd.

This person is a man, and his cultivation base is only half a step away from the late stage of Tianzun.

Mo Wentian took a glance and saw that the man who stood up was the one with the highest cultivation level in the Kuantian Realm, except for Kuanyou.

"How can you surrender to this emperor?"

Mo Wentian looked at the man in front of him, but he didn't show any anger at all, instead he said in a friendly voice.

"Boy, if you fight with me, you and I won't use any artifacts!"

"If I lose, I can't guarantee that all the disciples in the Heaven Realm will surrender to you, but I can guarantee that at least 50% of the disciples will surrender!"

"By the way, there is also the soul!"

"You can't use your soul to fight me!"

The man looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a gleam in his eyes.

At the end, the man did not forget to say that he could not use his soul. Obviously, the man was also afraid of Mo Wentian's soul.