Chapter 1862 Strength Is Still Not Enough!
"Ask the Celestial Lord, who is going to the Beimo Celestial Realm?"
After receiving Mo Wentian's affirmative answer, Ji Wujing became more and more puzzled, and asked again.
"Going to Beimo Tianjie has some things to deal with!"
Seeing Ji Wujing's appearance, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a bright light.
Mo Wentian is clear about the relationship between Ji Wujing and Ji Tianjie. The best thing for Ji Wujing now is to stay in Qitian Realm and not to go out from Qitian Realm.
The current Qitian Realm is the safest place for Ji Wujing and Ji Ming.
This is the reason why Mo Wentian didn't tell Ji Wujing about this.
Mo Wentian knew very well in his heart that once Ji Wujing's whereabouts were leaked, the people in Jitian Realm would not let him go easily.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's heart became more and more determined, and he would definitely not tell Ji Wujing about this matter.
"What are you dealing with?"
"Ask the Lord of Heaven, I will go with you!"
"Although my strength is a little low, but with me, Ji Wujing, I will definitely protect the Lord of Heaven!"
A sonorous voice sounded, and Ji Wujing's eyes were full of determination.
"Ji Wujing, this emperor is not in the Heaven Devouring God Realm, so I will leave matters in the Devouring God Realm to you!"
"As for the matter of the Beimo Heaven Realm, I can handle it well!"
Seeing Ji Wujing's excited expression, Mo Wentian became more and more determined in his heart, he could not let Ji Wujing follow him.
A gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice.
"Ask the Celestial Lord..."
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Ji Wujing opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
What Mo Wentian said was right, he had already left the Heaven Devouring God Realm, and there was always someone in this Devouring God Realm to manage.
What's more, he has already taken the initiative to be under Mo Wentian's subordinates. If Mo Wentian said it, it was an order.
Mo Wentian asked him to stay in the Heaven Devouring God Realm, so he stayed in the Heaven Devouring God Realm.
"Ji Wujing, Ji Ming, if there is anything going on in the Heaven Devouring God Realm, report it to the Emperor!"
"The emperor will come back as soon as possible!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian took a step forward, stretched out his hand and patted Mo Wentian's shoulder, an incomparably bright light appeared in his eyes, and a slight smile rose from the corner of his mouth.
"Come back soon?"
"Ask the Celestial Lord, we will wait for you to come back safe and sound!"
A complex look flashed in Ji Wujing's eyes.
I can't tell why, although Ji Wujing doesn't know what Mo Wentian is going to do, but Ji Wujing has a strong premonition in his heart.
Mo Wentian must solve the problem here, it must not be easy!
In his heart, he really wanted to follow Mo Wentian. To him, Mo Wentian was no longer as simple as asking the Heavenly Lord.
In Ji Wujing's heart, Mo Wentian has become his friend and relative.
"Um!"
Mo Wentian nodded, and the arc of the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.
"Walk!"
But the next moment, Mo Wentian's expression turned cold.
With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in front of Qitian Valley.
Watching Mo Wentian's figure disappear, those countless figures followed closely.
For a moment, only Ji Wujing and Ji Ming were left in place.
"Young Master, why do you ask the Heavenly Lord to go to the Beimo Heavenly Realm?"
A gleam flashed in Jiming's eyes, and he asked with a puzzled face.
"What's the matter?"
"This is a matter of asking the Heavenly Lord. When the Heavenly Lord is resolved, he will definitely tell us!"
"What we have to do now is to manage the Heaven Devouring God Realm well during the time when the Lord of Heaven is not around!"
In Ji Wujing's eyes, a faint light flashed, and he lowered his voice.
Immediately, the figures of Ji Wujing and Ji Ming flashed and disappeared in front of the Qitian Mountain Range.
But at this moment, in the void tens of thousands of feet away.
"Boss, why don't you let Ji Wujing follow us to Beimo Heaven?"
"Ji Wujing and the young master of Ji Tianjie may know a lot about the affairs of Beimo Tianjie. This will save us a lot of trouble!"
Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, his face was full of doubts.
"Ji Wujing's identity, we can't let him come out to take risks now!"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a faint light flashed.
"Boss, Ji Wujing really broke with Ji Tianjie?"
The next moment, as if thinking of something, Xiaojiao's eyes instantly lit up with an incomparably bright light, and he said hastily.
"This emperor is not clear either!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.
"Phantom Snake, how long have you been in this Qitian Mountain Range?"
But at this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes fell on the phantom snake Huohuo.
"Reporting to Master, our Phantom Snake Clan has been in the Qitian Mountains for a million years!"
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the magic snake quickly replied.
"A million years?"
"This time is so familiar!"
Na na muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a gleam.
"Master, the disciples of our Phantom Snake Clan are all very loyal, Master can rest assured about this!"
"I can guarantee with my fiery head that as long as my disciples of the Phantom Snake Clan submit to their master, they will not have two hearts!"
The phantom snake looked at Mo Wentian, and said sincerely.
"Um!"
"This emperor believes in you!"
Mo Wentian nodded.
"Thank you, master!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's straightforward words, Huan Snake Huo Huo was slightly taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, Huan Snake Huo Huo hurriedly saluted Mo Wentian slightly.
"In your Phantom Snake Clan, what is the cultivation of the disciples, report to this Emperor!"
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a faint light, and he said in a cold voice.
"Yes, Master!"
"Among my phantom snake clan, my cultivation base is the strongest. I have already reached the realm of Heavenly Venerable Consummation, and I am only one step away from the supreme realm of Heavenly Emperor!"
"As for the remaining disciples, except for my personal disciple Lulu who is about to break through to the perfection of Tianzun, the rest of the disciples are all below the peak of Tianzun!"
The phantom snake Huohuo looked at Mo Wentian and said respectfully.
"The two Heavenly Venerates are complete!"
"How many disciples are there in total in your clan?"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a gleam flashed.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's spiritual consciousness unfolded, covering the disciples of the Phantom Snake Clan, thinking of the number of disciples, he said coldly.
"Return to the master!"
"The patriarch's disciples plus me and Lulu, a total of five hundred deaths!"
Phantom Snake Huohuo said hastily without the slightest hesitation.
"Five hundred, there are two people whose cultivation base is perfect in Tianzun, and the rest are below the peak of Tianzun!"
"This strength is still not enough!"
Muttering to himself, Mo Wentian shook his head.
At the same time, Mo Wentian frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with the strength of the Phantom Snake Clan.