Chapter 854 The Shocked Castle

"Xiao Jiao, you just fought seven with one, are you alright?"

The next moment, Mo Wentian thought about Xiaojiao's battle against the seven mid-to-late stage disciples of the demon clan's Tianjun just now, so he opened his mouth and said.

"Boss, I'm fine!"

"That's just seven little bastards. In front of me, they're just like scumbags!"

"It's a bit of a disappointment that a dragon was whipped to death just by swishing its tail!"

Hearing this, Xiaojiao's face instantly showed a look of pride.

"Low key!"

Seeing Xiaojiao's arrogant appearance, Mo Wentian couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, and then said in a deep voice with a light cough.

"Low key?"

"Boss, did I hear you right, you actually called me low-key?"

"I always thought you didn't know what a low profile is?"

Xiao Jiao couldn't help laughing, as if this was the funniest joke he had ever heard.

Mo Wentian let him keep a low profile?

"What are you laughing laughing?"

"It's time to grab the artifact!"

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and he walked directly towards the depths of Jiuyou Grotto.

As for Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng, their cultivation was too weak, so Mo Wentian directly put them in Wentian Pavilion to practice.

Only Huantian Xiaojiao and Xiao Jinghen were left behind.

Mo Wentian walked in the front, followed by Xiao Jinghen. As for Xiaojiao and Huantian, one dragon and one demon landed directly on Mo Wentian's left and right shoulders.

"Who is this kid? Even Xiao Jinghen, the number one genius of the Yaozu, stands behind him respectfully?"

"Don't you know? This person is Mo Wentian!"

"Mo Wentian? He is Mo Wentian, the rumored Mo Wentian who beheaded the Dark Lord and many strong men from the Monster Race?"

"That's right, it's him, but for some reason, Mo Wentian killed so many strong men of the Yaozu, and the number one genius of the Yaozu, Xiao Jinghen, followed behind him so respectfully!"

"Don't you guys know that Xiao Jinghen, the first genius of the Yaozu, has already surrendered to Mo Wentian? Since he has already surrendered, why is it so strange to follow him?"

"this……"

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Following the appearance of Mo Wentian and his group, there was an endless stream of discussions along the way.

"Boss, your trick really works!"

Listening to these discussions, Xiao Jiao couldn't help but said in a deep voice.

Xiao Jiao didn't understand why Mo Wentian invited Xiao Jinghen to fight, but now he does.

This is Mo Wentian using Xiao Jinghen to frighten other people.

"Does it work?"

"Can the method that the emperor came up with not work?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth couldn't help but curl up, his face was full of arrogance and arrogance.

"Boss, didn't you say you want to keep a low profile?"

"Isn't it a little too low-key for you to praise yourself?"

Xiao Jiao was taken aback for a moment, and then said seriously.

"piss off!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian shouted coldly.

"Master, I feel several figures coming towards us!"

At this moment, Xiao Jinghen looked at Mo Wentian with a slightly dignified expression.

"The emperor knows!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold light rose.

How could Mo Wentian not know about the few people who rushed here frantically.

Now Mo Wentian's spiritual consciousness has reached a terrifying eighteen thousand feet, and his soul has also reached two hundred and fifty feet, Xiao Jinghen has already felt it, how could he not know.

"Know?"

A look of surprise flashed across Xiao Jinghen's face.

You know, Mo Wentian's cultivation in front of him is only in the mid-stage of Tianjun.

With such a cultivation level, Mo Wentian actually felt the figures tens of thousands of feet away, this...

It's not an exaggeration to call it a monster. At this moment, Xiao Jinghen's heart unexpectedly rose with joy.

Fortunately, he surrendered to Mo Wentian, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"A mere peak Tianjun dares to come and kill this emperor!"

"I really don't know where the courage comes from, Xiao Jinghen, I will leave these people to you, and I will solve them immediately in a quarter of an hour. This emperor is going to snatch the artifact!"

The cultivation of the person who rushed over was completely presented in Mo Wentian's mind, and there was a trace of coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes.

The next moment, looking at Xiao Jinghen, he ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes, Master!"

"Xiao Jinghen promises to complete the task!"

Answering respectfully, Xiao Jinghen's face was full of determination.

"Xiaojiao, Huantian, let's keep going!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared in place.

When he arrived again, he had already appeared in the deepest part of Jiuyou Grotto.

"Boss, what is that?"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao's voice suddenly came.

Mo Wentian took a closer look, and saw an ancient castle looming in front of him.

"Be careful, let's go and have a look!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he ordered in a low voice.

"Uh-huh!"

Xiaojiao and Huantian were taken aback for a moment, then nodded, followed Mo Wentian, and walked forward.

A quarter of an hour later, the three of them appeared in front of the castle. The castle was extremely old, and the steps in front were covered with thick dust.

Obviously, no one has visited this castle for many years.

"Boss, the atmosphere in this place is so weird!"

Looking at a castle exuding an ancient atmosphere in front of him, Xiao Jiao's face became slightly dignified.

"Strange?"

"You all be careful!"

Taking a glance, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly.

The atmosphere in this place is indeed very strange, at this moment Mo Wentian's face has a dignified look.

In the Jiuyou Mountain Range, I have never heard of the existence of this ancient castle. Now that this ancient castle suddenly appeared, Mo Wentian inevitably became vigilant.

Even though he knew that the castle was full of unknowns and dangers, Mo Wentian still wanted to go in and have a look.

Mo Wentian had a premonition that this castle is definitely not simple, there must be some treasure there!

"Remember, don't touch anything inside!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and ordered in a cold voice.

"Understood, boss!"

"Okay, boss!"

Xiaojiao and Huantian's eyes flashed brightly, they nodded repeatedly.

"Follow me!"

Mo Wentian's mind spread, his eyes scanned his surroundings, his face was full of vigilance.

"Boss, there are skeletons here!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao's exclamation suddenly came.

"Skeleton!"

Mo Wentian was taken aback for a moment, and immediately, the light in his eyes soared, and a flash appeared directly in front of Xiaojiao.

On the fifth step, a skeleton with clear joints and no damage was lying there quietly.

The skeleton's body was covered by layers of thick dust, but it could still be vaguely seen that the skeleton was holding a war halberd in its hand.

"This artifact is definitely beyond the existence of the late king class!"

After sweeping away the dust, the skeleton appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that the skeleton was holding a war halberd in his hand, and the aura on this war halberd was somewhat stronger than that of the Dark Lord's war halberd.

In addition, there is a faint light shining on this artifact, which seems to have spirituality.