Chapter 1864 The Man in the Portrait

"Sky Fox!"

"Don't think that you are the one who hurt me, you and I are one!"

"We, the Heaven Devouring God Realm, are also one body, we all prosper, and we all lose together!"

Before Tianhu finished speaking, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a complicated look, and he interrupted hastily.

"Brother Wentian..."

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Tianhu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

When Mo Wentian said this, Tianhu was extremely grateful in his heart.

Tianhu also knew very well in his heart, what did Mo Wentian mean by this.

Mo Wentian wanted her not to have too much psychological pressure.

"The boy in this portrait is only in the mid-emperor realm, why did he search half of the Celestial Immortal Realm, but there is no news of that boy!"

"Yes, logically speaking, it is extremely easy to find an ant in the middle of the emperor, but why is there no news about this kid at all."

"What is the origin of this kid? He actually killed the young master of Yu Tianjie, and he can disappear without a trace!"

"It's been a few days, and I haven't heard any news about this kid. If it wasn't for the peerless artifact and elixir that Yu Tianjie's world leader offered as a reward, I really don't want to continue searching!"

"The world lord of the Yu Heaven Realm has always been known for being stingy, but I didn't expect him to become generous after Yu Hao's death!"

...

But at this moment, one after another figures appeared in the distance of Mo Wentian.

There were dozens of figures that appeared.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's spiritual consciousness spread out instantly, enveloping those figures.

"Thirty people!"

"Cultivation is in the middle stage of Tianzun!"

At the moment when Mo Wentian's divine soul unfolded, the cultivation bases of those figures were completely presented in Mo Wentian's mind.

These people's cultivation base is not high, and they are only in the middle stage of the emperor.

"By the way, that portrait?"

"They said they beheaded the son of the World Lord Yu Tianjie, isn't that Yu Hao?"

"They said, the kid who cultivated in the middle stage of the emperor, wouldn't it be me?"

The next moment, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably bright light, and he said secretly in his heart.

"Boss, who are these people talking about?"

"Why are they holding a portrait in their hands?"

But at this moment, Xiao Jiao's spiritual consciousness unfolded, and the comments of those figures also fell into Xiao Jiao's ears. A doubt arose in Xiao Jiao's heart, and he couldn't help asking.

"You are waiting here for the emperor, the emperor will go and have a look!"

A gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a cold voice.

After speaking, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.

When he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure appeared not far from those figures.

"If the person in that portrait is really me, I won't bother to solve these troubles!"

"Let's see who is in this portrait first!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably bright light.

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, his figure flashed, and he turned into an old man.

The old man has gray hair, even his beard is white, and Mo Wentian's aura on his body will reveal the aura of the early days of Tianzun.

"Ahem..."

Immediately, Mo Wentian coughed lightly.

Mo Wentian wanted to attract the attention of these people.

Sure enough, as Mo Wentian expected, following his light cough, the expressions of the figures instantly became vigilant.

"Who? Haven't come out quickly?"

Among the thirty people, a figure stood up and said coldly.

"Ahem..."

"It's old!"

And at this moment, Mo Wentian slowly walked out from not far away.

Stretching out his hand to stroke his beard, the breath on his body has stabilized in the early days of Tianzun.

"It turned out to be an old man whose cultivation was not as high as the early days of Tianzun!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's figure appear, the man who stood up breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem..."

"I happened to hear you talking just now, what kind of man in the portrait are you looking for?"

"Who is the person in the portrait? Can you let the old man take a look, maybe the old man has seen it before, and he can provide you with clues!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian thought of his purpose, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said directly.

"Old man, just because you are about to enter the coffin, can you still see that kid?"

"Maybe. Although the old man looks like he is about to enter the coffin, maybe he has actually seen that kid!"

"That's right, this old man's cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianzun. With such a cultivation, even if we show him this portrait, wouldn't he still be able to take our credit?"

"That's right, if this old man really has news about that kid, and if he dares to ask for credit from Yu Zhentian, the lord of the Yutian Realm, we will kill him directly!"

"It's okay to show this old man, maybe there will be unexpected gains!"

...

As soon as Mo Wentian's words came out, the thirty people started discussing in an instant.

Among them, some warriors were still very wary of Mo Wentian. What they were guarding against was not that Mo Wentian would kill them, but they were worried that Mo Wentian saw the portrait and told Yu Zhentian the news.

In this way, the artifact and elixir naturally do not belong to them.

But when their eyes looked at Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's aura was only in the early stage of Tianzun, with such a cultivation level, even if Mo Wentian wanted to tell Yu Zhentian the news.

It is easy for them to kill.

"Old man, this is a portrait!"

"It's okay to show you!"

"If you know the clue of the kid in this portrait, don't forget to tell us!"

The next moment, among the thirty people, the man who had stood up looked at Mo Wentian and said coldly.

As he spoke, the man waved his hand, and the portrait instantly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"It's really me!"

"This Yu Zhentian is really willing to spend a lot of money. He even drew my portrait and asked for my information for a lot of money!"

Looking at the portrait, an incomparably bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"How is it, old man?"

"Have you seen this kid?"

And at this moment, the man who stood up suddenly came to Mo Wentian's side, looked at Mo Wentian, and said coldly.

"No!"

Mo Wentian shook his head and said simply.

"Old man, you haven't seen it before, what to look at, it's a waste of our time!"

Hearing that Mo Wentian had never seen it before, the man who stood up stretched out his hand and pulled the portrait from Mo Wentian's hand, his expression became even more gloomy.

"I just want to see this!"

"Why do you need to be angry with the old man?"

Seeing the man like this, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, an incomparably cold light flashed in his eyes, and his voice became icy cold.