Chapter 2507 the Facts Shut Them Up

"Huantian, the peerless cultivation resources must be seized!"

"I leave this matter to you!"

Looking at Huantian, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.

"Boss, don't worry!"

"I can definitely take this phantom grass!"

A sonorous and forceful voice resounded, and Huantian's eyes were full of firmness.

"Um!"

"Huantian, I am waiting for your good news!"

Mo Wentian took a step forward, stretched out his hand and patted Huantian's shoulder, the corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and raised an arc.

"Boss, just wait for my good news!"

Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and said confidently.

"Buzz..."

After finishing speaking, Huantian's figure flashed and walked towards the fairy air.

"Mo Wentian, you actually let people from your god-heaven realm enter the deepest part of the god-heaven mountain range to seize the peerless cultivation resources!"

"Do you think that those little ants can snatch the peerless cultivation resources from the hands of the eight heavenly saints in Qin Tianjie?"

Seeing Huantian heading towards the lingering fairy air, Qin Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly.

"Qinyuan ants, whether they can seize the peerless cultivation resources is not up to you!"

Mo Wentian looked at Qin Yuan with an extremely serious expression.

Qin Yuan's state of mind is better than Qin Tu's, but his vision is still too bad.

Huantian's cultivation is not strong, and he is only in the realm of the emperor of heaven, but Huantian is the ancestor of the illusion world.

This time, the peerless cultivation resource that appeared was also the Phantom Grass.

Huantian's entry into the surrounding world of immortal energy alone was much more useful than his eight disciples from Qin Tianjie.

It can be said that the eight disciples of Qin Tianjie are not as good as Huantian alone.

"Boy, it's not up to me to decide, is it up to you to decide?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Qin Yuan blurted out almost subconsciously.

Mo Wentian's arrogance made Qin Yuan's anger soar, but with Mo Wentian's strength, he didn't dare to strike again rashly.

After all, in the two battles with Mo Wentian, he didn't take advantage of the slightest.

But in Qin Yuan's heart, Mo Wentian is one thing, and Huantian is another. He doesn't believe that a small monster whose cultivation level is only in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven can fight against him. From the hands of the eight peerless heavenly saints in Qin Tianjie, they seized the peerless cultivation resources.

"Ant, you are really right!"

"I really have the final say on these peerless cultivation resources!"

"I'm sure that this peerless cultivation resource will eventually fall into the hands of Huantian!"

Mo Wentian looked at Qin Yuan with an extremely firm expression.

Han Long had already told him that the peerless cultivation resource that was born this time was the Phantom Grass.

This phantom grass can only be seen by those who practice illusion, and other people can't even see the phantom grass, let alone snatch the phantom grass.

The disciples of Qin Tianjie, let alone eight of them entered, even if Qin Tu and Qin Yuan, and dozens of people from other worlds on the plane went in, it would be impossible to capture the phantom grass.

The only person who can snatch the magic shape grass is Huantian.

"Mo Wentian, are you so confident?"

Hearing this, Qin Yuan's eyes shrank suddenly, and he said with a gloomy face.

"That's right!"

"I'm so confident, you can't take this phantom grass, the only person who can take this phantom grass is Huantian!"

A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

"Boss, you tell them the news that Huantian was able to take the magic-shaped grass. Will this cause trouble for Huantian to take the magic-shaped grass?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed brightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Little Jiao, don't worry!"

"Even if you tell these ants, they can't stop Huantian from taking the phantom grass!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely firm.

"Boss..."

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

"Mo Wentian, you are so confident, I want to see it!"

"The person who took the phantom grass in the end is our disciple of Qin Tianjie, or your monster!"

Qin Yuan looked at Mo Wentian's confident appearance, a glint flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.

Unable to explain why, although what Qin Yuan thought was that it was impossible for Huantian to take down the Huanhuacao with eight disciples present in Qin Tianjie.

But in Qin Yuan's heart, he was very unconfident.

What's more, in Qin Yuan's heart, a thought arose in Qin Yuan's heart. The person who finally took away the peerless cultivation resources this time really couldn't be his disciple of Qin Tianjie, but Huan Tian.

"Ant, do you dare to make a bet with this emperor?"

Looking at Qin Yuan's tough face, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a complicated look, and he said coldly.

"bet?"

"What bet?"

Hearing this, Qin Yuan looked at Mo Wentian and blurted out almost subconsciously.

"The emperor's bet is very simple!"

"Do you dare to bet with this emperor that if the peerless cultivation resources this time will be taken by Huantian, not your disciples from Qin Tianjie!"

Mo Wentian looked at Qin Yuan with an extremely cold expression.

Mo Wentian has full confidence in Huantian's capture of the peerless cultivation resources.

What's the use of Qin Tianjie's disciples going in, they can't even see what the phantom grass looks like, so what's the use of them going in?

Huantian is a practitioner of illusion, only he can see the body of the phantom grass.

"good!"

"You bet that the monster from your God and Heaven Realm can take down that peerless cultivation resource, and I bet that my disciple from Qin Tianjie can take that peerless cultivation resource!"

Qin Yuan was also very forthright, looking at Mo Wentian, he agreed directly.

He, Qin Yuan, still doesn't believe it, the eight heavenly saints in the Qin Tian Realm are no match for a monster whose cultivation is only in the realm of a heavenly emperor.

Mo Wentian is a monster, Mo Wentian's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, but Mo Wentian's strength is stronger than that of a mid-stage Heavenly Sage.

But Mo Wentian is Mo Wentian, and the monster beside Mo Wentian is a monster, he doesn't believe that this unremarkable monster beside Mo Wentian is just as evil as Mo Wentian.

"Bet? Mo Wentian and Qin Yuan want to bet? What kind of bet do they want to bet? What is their bet?"

"These two want to make a bet, why do I think this bet is not easy!"

"This bet was proposed by Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian is not a simple person. How could Mo Wentian's bet be so simple!"

"That's right, I think Mo Wentian must have set some kind of trap in this bet, just waiting for Qin Yuan to jump into it!"

"I'm curious, what is their bet? I also want to see who is the final winner of this peerless cultivation resource!"

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Seeing Mo Wentian and Qin Yuan want to make a bet, warriors from other worlds exploded in an instant.

Their eyes even looked towards Mo Wentian.

In their hearts, they are extremely concerned about the final victory of this bet.

Among them, most of them believed that the person who won the bet was definitely Qin Yuan.

After all, there were eight Qin Tianjie disciples who entered the deepest part of the Shentian Mountain Range to seize peerless cultivation resources, and only Huantian was sent by Mo Wentian.

Huantian's cultivation base is only in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven. In terms of cultivation base, Huantian is already far behind.

They don't believe that the eight peerless heavenly saints in Qin Tianjie can't take those cultivation resources, but Huantian can take those cultivation resources.

"Boss, it seems that many people don't believe that Huantian can seize that peerless cultivation resource!"

Listening to the voices of discussion, a trace of light flashed in the eyes of Xiaojiao.

"So what if they don't believe it?"

"The truth will shut them up!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely cold.

It doesn't matter if these people have objections, when Huantian takes the magic shape grass, these people will naturally look at it with admiration.