Chapter 761: Nine You Clan Disciples Escape

Even the Little Tiger King of the Yaozu.

His eyes also turned cold.

"Brother Little Tiger King, save me!"

"help me!"

Seeing the four of them, the fairy maiden of the monster clan hurriedly shouted.

"silently!"

"Boy, who are you, let go of the saint of my demon clan!"

"Damn it, this kid dares to touch people from my Yaozu, can he find death?"

"Fuck him!"

...

The three protectors instantly looked extremely fierce in their eyes.

A terrible power and influence.

Vibrating endlessly in the void.

"One heavenly monarch, the three great heavens are complete!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath. Compared with the Yaozu and Mozu, the gap between the Jiuyou Clan is too big. Among other clans, there is a large area of ​​complete heaven, and there is no such thing as a strong Tianjun. Rare, but Jiuyou clan is good.

Just a few great warriors.

Poorly guarding Tiancheng.

Mo Wentian even wondered how these people managed to keep these four cities.

But in fact, what Mo Wentian didn't know was.

The entire ancient relics area is very vast, and the territory occupied by the Jiuyou clan is actually very small. It looks like there are four cities, but the monster clan and the demon clan have hundreds of cities. If it is not necessary, the Jiuyou clan The four cities of the You Clan.

They don't bother to ask for it!

"Boy, are you from the Jiuyou clan?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the Little Tiger King, he said indifferently.

The word king between his eyebrows.

At this moment, it seemed to become a little more real.

A coercion of a king.

Spread out from this person.

"Your saint is in my hands now. If you, the monster race, are sensible, take out a hundred plants of the fourth-level elixir and a million pieces of top-grade skystones. Otherwise, the emperor accidentally does something out of the ordinary. Blame me?"

Mo Wentian grinned.

As he spoke, his hands raised the chin of the demon saint.

Incomparably wanton in the eyes.

"Let go of your paw?"

"What is my status as a saint of the demon clan, how could you Jiuyou clan can touch it!"

"This kid, damn it!"

...

The eyes of the three protectors were extremely angry, and the little tiger king of the Yaozu was even more murderous. If it weren't for the saint of the Yaozu in the hands of Mo Wentian, this person would have already attacked Mo Wentian and killed Mo Wentian. In this void, it was torn to pieces.

"Boy, you Jiuyou clan are really bold, so you are not afraid of my monster clan!"

"Destroy your Jiuyou clan?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the Little Tiger King said with a vicious look on his face.

"Oh, I'm so scared!"

Mo Wentian touched the slippery palm of the demon saint's maiden, with that wicked smile, he could see the little tiger king on the ground with murderous look in his eyes.

A look can kill.

The Mo Wentian in front of him may have been killed countless times.

"Jiuyou Clan, I will definitely destroy you!"

Little Tiger King, the anger in his eyes is boundless. Among the monster clan, he admires the monster clan saintess. Monster Race Saintess.

Little Tiger King didn't expect it.

Mo Wentian in front of him.

How dare you be so presumptuous!

"Boy, do you know who this is in front of you?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yuelang stood up and said coldly and arrogantly.

"I don't care who you are. If you don't get what I want, then I will let the saintesses of your demon clan go back with a big belly. I heard that the saints of the demon clan are extremely noble in your demon clan. We are also considered..."

"Family!"

"Hahaha……"

Wanton laughter resounded in the void.

Four members of Yaozu.

I was so angry that I almost vomited blood.

And the saintess of the monster clan also glared at Mo Wentian with a full face.

"Boy, what exactly do you want?"

At this moment, Little Tiger King stood up and asked in a deep voice.

"I have already told you what the emperor wants. When the things will be delivered, the emperor will naturally release the saintess of your monster race. If the things are not delivered within seven days, then I am sorry. The safety of your saintess, This Emperor really cannot guarantee it!"

"Besides, such a pretty girl!"

"The emperor likes it too!"

There was an evil smile in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boy, you are not afraid of my monster clan, and you will destroy your Jiuyou clan?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the Little Tiger King said sadly.

"Little Tiger King, I, the Jiuyou Clan, don't welcome you, remember to bring your things!"

"As for destroying my Jiuyou clan!"

"This emperor is so scared!"

Mo Wentian grinned, and then disappeared with the figure of the demon saint.

"hateful!"

"This kid is looking for death!"

"My monster clan, I must destroy the Jiuyou clan!"

...

The anger in the eyes of the three protectors and the four Little Tiger Kings was extremely terrifying.

Yaozu.

It is the top three races in the ancient relics.

In this ancient ruins.

Even the Beast Lord and the Tianniu Clan would not dare to take away the Saintess of the Monster Clan.

The little Jiuyou clan.

Dare to make a move?

"Master Little Tiger King, why don't we go straight into Tiancheng and kill this kid!"

"That's right, enter Tiancheng!"

...

The three guardians had murderous aura in their eyes.

"Shut up all three trash!"

Little Tiger King, with boundless anger in his eyes, he is a strong Tianjun, in this ancient relic.

Someone else, dare to blackmail him?

"Back to the Yaozu, things are ready!"

"Wait to come back silently!"

"I will swallow this man alive!"

Little Tiger King's voice was extremely cold.

"go back!"

"Go back!"

...

The five people disappeared quickly.

"gone!"

In the void, Mo Wentian's figure appeared strangely.

"Mo Wentian, you are courting death!"

Next to Mo Wentian, the monster saintess had a murderous look in her eyes.

"What the emperor wants is something!"

"Give me something, and I will let you go back!"

Looking at the monster saintess, Mo Wentian's eyes were indifferent. Mo Wentian was not real. He fell in love with this monster saint. Mo Wentian's purpose was the resources of the monster clan. So much stronger, then their cultivation resources.

It will definitely not be missing!

"This Little Tiger King is so straightforward, I should have known it earlier!"

"Just ask for more!"

With a faint smile, Mo Wentian disappeared with the demon saint.

three days later.

Mo Wentian returned to Tiancheng again.

Among the Nine You Clan.

"Boss..."

"Emperor!"

"Owner!"

...

Following Mo Wentian's return, figures quickly appeared.

"How about Tiancheng?"

Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"Boss, the third elder of the demon clan has already arrived thousands of miles away from Tiancheng, and this person has sent a message that tomorrow he will bloodbath our Jiuyou clan!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao said in a low voice.

"Are the demons coming?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the coldness rose sharply.

"Master, people in Tiancheng are panicking now. Two-thirds of my disciples from the Nine Nether Clan have escaped, and the remaining people are not strong. How can we contend with the Demon Clan now?"

Standing in front of Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng said trembling slightly.

If it wasn't for Mo Wentian controlling this person with the Slave God Seal.

I am afraid that the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan has also escaped now.