Chapter 807: Monster Clan Meng Ruoxi

"My lord, you don't have to be in a hurry to go. For me, the little Jiuyou clan is not something that can be easily destroyed!"

In Meng Ruoxi's eyes, there was a hint of sternness.

"Ruoxi, although there are no strong people in the Jiuyou Clan, you should not underestimate them. The Great Elder and Second Elder who were sent there, as well as Xiao Yuehen, all died in the hands of the Jiuyou Clan."

On the face of the demon king, a fierce light rose suddenly.

"Master Demon King, don't worry about this. I'm different from their trash. I have a hunch that my cultivation is not far from breaking through to the perfection of Tianjun!"

Meng Ruoxi's face was full of confidence.

With her strength at the peak of Tianjun, she really didn't pay attention to a small Jiuyou clan.

As for those of the monster clan who went to the Jiuyou clan and were beheaded by the Jiuyou clan, in Meng Ruoxi's view, it was all their own incompetence.

"Ruoxi, you're about to break through again, it's really good!"

When the demon king heard that Meng Ruoxi was about to break through again, he couldn't hide his joy.

"Master Demon King, my cultivation base is about to break through, should you reward me?"

"Master Demon King..."

Meng Ruoxi twisted her waist, her coquettish voice was even more seductive.

"Reward reward?"

"Beauty Ruoxi..."

The demon king Ren Zhen was stunned for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Hahaha……"

"Cluck..."

One after another laughter resounded in a small courtyard of the Demon King's Mansion.

The day passed quickly.

During this day, all the people in the Heavenly City of the Jiuyou Clan are cultivating.

In the small courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Mo Wentian exhaled lightly, then stood up.

"Chi Xiao!"

Seemingly reminded of something, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Emperor!"

Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, Chi Xiao's figure quickly appeared outside the small courtyard.

"How is the news about the Yaozu going?"

Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely indifferent.

Mo Wentian didn't believe that he had killed so many powerful members of the Yaozu, and the Yaozu would just let him go.

"Reporting to the Emperor, Xiao Ran hasn't heard the sound transmission yet, but the disciples have inquired about the news that the king-level peak artifact of the Jiuyou Mountain Range will be born in two days. The Yaozu will naturally not miss this excellent opportunity!"

"They must have participated in the snatch!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Chi Xiao's eyes were extremely respectful.

"Participate in the snatch?"

"Okay! Since I feel that there are not enough deaths, then the emperor doesn't mind helping his monster clan a little bit more!"

Hearing this, an incomparably cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"How is the cultivation of the disciples in the clan?"

The cultivation of the disciples in the clan is the most important thing, Mo Wentian thought of this and asked in a cold voice.

"Reporting to the Emperor, two disciples of the Jiuyou Clan are about to break through to the Heavenly Monarch Realm, and the rest have not made much substantial progress!"

Chi Xiao's eyes were full of respect, but there was a bit of seriousness in his voice that couldn't be concealed.

"not enough!"

"This cultivation is still not enough!"

Mo Wentian shook his head, an incomparably cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Boss, there are not enough resources, someone will come and deliver them!"

Suddenly, Huantian's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Someone come to deliver?"

There was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes, and then he looked into the void.

In the distant void, a dragon horse quickly moved towards the direction of the Jiuyou Clan's Tiancheng.

Behind the dragon horse is pulling an extravagant golden throne. The golden throne is hundreds of feet high, and wherever it passes, even the void trembles.

"Dragon Horse Golden Luan?"

A bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Dragon horse, that is an ancient alien species, the rarity of this thing can be imagined, and it is not something that can be subdued casually.

Mo Wentian didn't need to think about it to know that the people who came this time must have a high status!

"Yaozu is really a gourd baby to save grandpa, come one by one!"

But in the next moment, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly, and then an incomparably cold light rose in his eyes.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, a sound transmission talisman came to Mo Wentian's ears.

"Report master, among the demon clan, the demon king has sent Meng Ruoxi, the demon king's old friend, to Tiancheng!"

"This person's cultivation is at the peak of Tianjun, and he will soon break through to the realm of Tianjun's perfection!"

After hearing the sound transmission talisman, Mo Wentian was crushed instantly.

"Meng Ruoxi, Tianjun peak is about to break through to Tianjun's consummation!"

"With such strength, blood should still be good!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.

"Boss, this man's aura is so strong!"

The voices of Xiaojiao and Huantian suddenly sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"So strong?"

"The strong will also fight!"

The deep voice is sonorous and powerful, and the eyes are even more firm.

"My cultivation has broken through to the star realm, I don't know what my current combat power is!"

"Now Meng Ruoxi is here at the right time, just in time to test my strength!"

On Mo Wentian's face, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a cold glint rose in his eyes.

"Chi Xiao, after telling everyone to go there for an hour, go to gather in front of the gate of Tiancheng and welcome the guests!"

A faint voice resounded through the entire Tiancheng.

"Yes, Emperor!"

Chi Xiao withdrew respectfully.

An hour later, in front of Tiancheng.

"Boom..."

The whole world seemed to tremble. In the void, the hundred-foot-high golden statue fell, and above the golden golden statue, a vast and boundless aura rose, with a terrifying and unparalleled power.

"What is this? Why is it so powerful?"

"I feel like the blood in my body is surging!"

"Could this be the legendary dragon horse?"

"Longma? Could it be that the people from the Yaozu are here again?"...

The entire Tiancheng boiled instantly.

"Who is Mo Wentian, get out of here!"

A cold voice sounded in the void.

The next moment, everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, a soft figure came out from the golden luan, and all kinds of enchanting phantoms appeared in the void where this person passed.

"What a nice view……"

"this……"

...

The disciples with low cultivation bases suddenly had bright eyes, stared at by countless winking eyes in the void, as if they were about to be taken away.

"Small tricks!"

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, he gave a cold drink, and made seals one by one in his hand.

As the ancestor of illusion, Huantian, this little trick, in Huantian's eyes, is like an ant.

Following Huantian's seal spells one by one, the countless enchanting phantoms in the void instantly collapsed.

"this……"

"How can this be?"

Wei Wei was stunned for a few seconds, Meng Ruoxi had a bit of disbelief in her eyes.

For her own illusion, Meng Ruoxi is extremely confident.

It is by relying on this foxy illusion that she can keep the demon king. She is confident that no one can resist her temptation.

But today, in this little Jiuyou clan, in front of a group of people she doesn't care about at all, the illusion she is so proud of was easily defeated.