Chapter 293 Whispering Comes

"Wen Tiange, it's time..."

"On!"

A bright light flashed in his eyes, Mo Wentian stood up slowly, looked at Luo Qi, Mo Wentian said coldly: "You give this thing to the Patriarch of the Mo family!"

Saying that, Mo Wentian handed the painting in his hand to Luo Qi again.

"Master, this..."

Luo Qi was slightly stunned, the Mo family sent the painting over, and now Mo Wentian is sending it back, Luo Qi is a little...

I can't understand it!

"Go as soon as I tell you..."

Frowning, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Yes, master!"

Although he had some doubts in his heart, Luo Qi didn't dare to have the slightest ambiguity, and quickly disappeared into the small courtyard with the painting Mo Wentian gave him.

Mo family.

"Patriarch, ask God that he..."

Above the main hall of the Mo family, a group of elders of the Mo family looked at the head of the Mo family with suspicion on their faces, and saw the hands of the head of the Mo family.

A painting, open slowly!

That figure, with an aura of contempt for the world, makes people unable to resist...

Want to worship!

"he……"

"Send it back!"

The Patriarch of the Mo family trembled slightly. He gave this painting to Mo Wentian because he wanted Mo Wentian to protect the honor of the Mo family!

And they...

He will fight to the death with Renhuang Jianmen, Wentian's inheritance, which belongs to his Mo family's inheritance, how is it possible this time...

It fell into the hands of Renhuang Jianmen!

"Buzz..."

At this moment, the painting suddenly moved, and the next moment, the painting dissipated immediately, but a phantom had already appeared in the hall.

"The battle of Wentian, leave it to me!"

A faint voice resounded in the main hall, and everyone looked at the phantom, and couldn't help kneeling on the ground one by one.

"Meet the ancestors!"

"Meet the ancestors!"

...

Even the Patriarch of the Mo family prostrated himself on the ground. Although the divine sense in the painting is Mo Wentian, this phantom is the number one sword emperor of the Mo family!

Ask the Heavenly Sword Emperor!

"Clatter..."

The sound fell, the phantom dissipated, and the painting fell to the ground, but above the painting, it had turned into a blank.

"This is……"

The Patriarch of the Mo family narrowed his eyes slightly, and then seemed to remember something, and said excitedly: "The disciples of the Mo family are going to..."

"Half a month later, fight to the death with Renhuang Jianmen!"

"yes……"

One after another the figures receded, and only the Patriarch of the Mo family was left on the Mo family hall in an instant!

"Ancestor, you really..."

"are you back?"

Looking at the blank painting, the Patriarch of the Mo family trembled slightly. This painting is not an ordinary painting!

On this painting, there is the imprint of the ancestors of the Mo family, and there is only one possibility to activate this imprint...

Wentian Sword Emperor is back!

"When the great ancestor left, he left a prophecy..."

"When my Mo family was at the end of the road, he would appear again. Now my Mo family is facing extinction. Our ancestors..."

"Have you returned again..."

Muttering to himself, the head of the Mo family knelt down towards the scroll again, the face of the head of the Mo family was extremely devout!

Ask the gods!

Time passed slowly again, but with the arrival of the disciples of Renhuang Jianmen, Wentian Shendu, it became lively again.

The major forces also began to become active one by one.

In the Sword King Pavilion.

"Master, the second batch of disciples is here, and the one who brought the disciples here this time is the Lord of the Three Pavilions..."

An excited voice came, and in a moment, several auras descended on the Sword King Pavilion, followed by several auras that Mo Wentian was very familiar with!

"Three pavilion masters..."

"Could it be..."

Mo Wentian's eyes lit up, and the next moment, a beautiful figure rushed into the small courtyard, and then directly rushed into Mo Wentian's arms.

"Master, Qingyu misses you so much..."

"Woo woo woo..."

Those hands hugged tightly, as if afraid that Mo Wentian in front of him would disappear.

"murmur……"

Mo Wentian's face was also full of joy, the second batch of disciples from Sword King Pavilion entered Wentian God Capital, and the leader was Mo Qingyu!

"Meet the Pavilion Master!"

"Meet the Pavilion Master!"

...

At this moment, a group of figures quickly entered the small courtyard, looking at Mo Wentian with their eyes, and hurriedly bowed down respectfully to the ground.

"Heavenly..."

"Withered..."

...

Looking at the familiar figures in front of him, the smile on Mo Wentian's face became wider and wider.

"Ahem...Whisper softly, many people are watching..."

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian blushed, and when he heard the soft words, his pretty face also became extremely red, and then he hurried out of Mo Wentian's embrace.

Hiding behind Mo Wentian.

"Hahaha……"

A burst of loud laughter resounded in the small courtyard. Hearing the laughter, Qingyu's face turned redder, stomped his feet, and looked at the group of people in front of him with an angry face!

"Ahem...that's it!"

Mo Wentian waved his hand slightly, and then ordered in a deep voice: "Luo Qi, go and arrange all the disciples in the Sword King Pavilion!"

"Yes, master!"

Luo Qi hurriedly left with the disciples from the Sword King Pavilion.

"Owner……"

At this moment, a muffled voice came, and Mo Wentian turned his head to see a big man standing in front of him.

"Sky Burial Monkey..."

Mo Wentian's eyes lit up. It's been two years since he saw him. The cultivation level of Zantian Monkey has already reached the perfection of the Demon Emperor, and he has that ferocious and demonic aura!

It's even more terrifying!

"Cultivation is good..."

Mo Wentian nodded appreciatively, with the elixir left by him, it is definitely a matter of time before the Zantian Monkey enters the Demon Emperor and reaches its consummation!

But to be able to enter the Demon Emperor's Consummation so quickly, this is not the same as the efforts of the Burial Monkey...

It is also inseparable!

"Master, I..."

Zang Tian Hou scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, then seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked Mo Wentian, "Master, where is Xiao Jiao..."

"Stinky monkey, you're here..."

As soon as Zangtian Monkey finished speaking, a golden light flashed away the next moment. The golden light landed on Zangtian Monkey's shoulder and turned into a small Jiao.

"Little Jiao..."

Seeing Xiaojiao, Zangtianhou's eyes lit up, and then said with a fighting spirit on his face: "You and I will fight..."

"Smelly monkey, do you think you can defeat Grandpa Jiao just by entering the Demon Emperor's consummation? Let me tell you..."

"Call me grandpa, and I have also entered the Demon Emperor's Consummation Realm!"

He glanced at Zangtian Monkey proudly, a sense of perfection spread from Xiaojiao's body, and at the same time rose...

There is also a dragon power.

"The Demon Emperor is consummated..."

Mo Wentian's eyes lit up, and then his face was full of smiles. Xiaojiao's talent is really terrifying, but it took only half a month, and he successfully promoted to the Demon Emperor!

"The disciples from the Sword King Pavilion are here, and the Zangtian Monkey and Xiaojiao have also become monsters of the Demon Emperor's consummation. Next..."

"It's time to make a move!"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly became cold, and a trace of coldness flickered in Mo Wentian's eyes!