Chapter 869 Seal?

"Slave God Seal!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian issued a seal formula.

"Buzz..."

In the void, a simple and simple word slave was formed, and the word slave burst out and landed between Fan Zeng's eyebrows.

"ah……"

Fan Zeng's body rolled on the ground.

After a quarter of an hour, Fan Zeng stood up.

"Fan Zeng pays his respects to the master!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Fan Zeng's eyes were full of respect.

"Get up!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said coldly.

"Fan Zeng really surrendered to Mo Wentian!"

"In the hands of Mo Wentian, there are now two strong men who are in the realm of heavenly kings, and Xiao Jinghen, who is about to break through to the realm of heavenly kings!"

"The strength of the Jiuyou clan has skyrocketed!"

"The power of the ancient ruins, I think it will be reshuffled soon!"

...

Seeing Fan Zeng kneeling respectfully in front of Mo Wentian, the eyes of the figures outside the hall were full of shock.

"Fan Zeng, you can't just call me the boss, but also your grandpa Xiaojiao!"

"Remember, from now on, you must not only listen to the boss, but also to your grandpa Xiaojiao and me!"

At this moment, the figure of Xiaojiao turned into a small snake, standing proudly in the void, looking at Fan Zeng, his face was full of indifference and arrogance.

"Yes, Grandpa Xiaojiao!"

Fan Zeng knelt on the ground again and answered respectfully.

Fan Zeng still had some palpitations when Xiaojiao's divine dragon swung its tail just now, it was so painful.

Although he could beat Xiaojiao with his strength, he couldn't make a move, so he could only wait to be drawn honestly.

"Xiao Jiao, you are enough!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, the corners of his mouth became more curved, and he cursed with a smile.

"Boss, why don't you give me some face and let me be majestic?"

Xiaojiao opened his round eyes, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said embarrassedly.

"Prestige, you've already played it well. After today, it is estimated that your name, Xiaojiao, will spread throughout the ancient ruins!"

Mo Wentian glanced at the figures outside the main hall with his spiritual sense, and said with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Boss..."

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

"Okay, Fan Zeng, Mozun, you two follow me into this secluded pool!"

"Little Jiao, Huantian, and Xiao Jinghen stay outside this secluded pool, don't let anyone enter this hall, remember!"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian said coldly with a flash of coldness in his eyes.

"Boss, don't worry, I will never let the group of ants outside the hall come in!"

"That group of ants should not dare to come in!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao spoke confidently without any hesitation.

"You're right, they really don't dare to come in, but that doesn't mean no one dares to come in!"

"Remember, if you meet someone who is no match for you, send a voice transmission to the Emperor immediately!"

Mo Wentian thought of what the Demon Lord said, and thought that the ancestor of the Demon Realm had also come to the Nine Nether Caves, so he spoke again.

"Okay, boss!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Boss, be careful!"

...

Xiao Jiao, Huantian, and Xiao Jinghen looked at Mo Wentian and quickly agreed.

"Fan Zeng, Duan Fan, let's go!"

With a cold drink, the figures of the three disappeared in place.

Watching the three figures disappear, another explosion broke out outside the hall.

"Did that kid Mo Wentian really enter that weird secluded pool?"

"In that secluded pool, there is an existence that even a strong heavenly king can't get out of if he enters!"

"Mo Wentian is only in the middle stage of Tianjun, can he come out after he goes in?"

"It's still too young and vigorous. Even though the demon king, Xiao Jinghen, and Fan Zeng have been subdued, he will definitely die if he enters the secluded pool, otherwise he may really make waves in this ancient relic. !"

"Let's see, let's talk, I think that kid is not simple, maybe he can really come out of this secluded pool!"

...

A series of discussions resounded.

Everyone has different expressions on their faces.

And the bottom of Youchi.

"Sure enough, there is a seal!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian brought Fan Zeng and Duan Fan down on a high platform.

Under Mo Wentian's feet, countless mysterious and boundless divine patterns appeared, and the aura emanating from those divine patterns was even more frightening.

"This seal must not have been made by people from this ancient ruins!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, the seal on the high platform, even if it is placed in the big world, it is not a simple existence, how could this seal appear in this ancient relic.

"Spiritual consciousness, open!"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian let out a cold drink, and immediately opened up his spiritual consciousness.

In the next instant, spiritual consciousness spread wildly towards the surroundings.

Mo Wentian didn't stop until it spread to a strange high platform.

"Go to that high platform!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian stepped forward and followed the path of spiritual knowledge.

Mozun Duan Fan and Fan Zeng followed without the slightest hesitation.

After a while, the three of them appeared beside the high platform.

I saw a small altar under the high platform.

The altar was covered with dust, as if no one had been there for a long time.

"There is a seal under this altar!"

Mo Wentian stood beside the altar, muttering to himself, and an incomparably cold light flashed in his eyes.

On the altar, the power of seals spread out one after another. Apart from the power of seals, there seemed to be a familiar aura.

"Master, what is in this seal?"

"Yes, master, should we open this seal?"

Fan Zeng and Duan Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and they said in a low voice.

"The magic power of the devil world!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the light soared.

The power on the altar is exactly the magic power of the demon world.

"Could it be that this is the demon soul seal?"

Mo Wentian's eyes turned cold, and then his eyes fell on the altar.

The divine pattern on the altar is extremely complicated, the more Mo Wentian looked at it, the colder his eyes became.

"The seal of the demon soul?"

A gleam suddenly appeared in Mozun's eyes.

"Master, this is the demon soul seal? Then we can't open this demon soul seal!"

"The patriarch of the demon world sent me a voice transmission, saying that this demon soul is sealed by strong men from the demon world, if it is opened and they are released, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Mozun Duan Fan looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flickering with coldness, and said in a deep voice.

"No, this is not magic power, and this is not the seal of the demon soul!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to have discovered something, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

"Not magic?"

"It's not a demon soul seal, so what is it?"

Duan Fan's eyes were full of puzzlement, and he subconsciously said.

When Mo Wentian said it was magic power, he thought it was because his cultivation base was too low and he didn't feel the existence of this magic power.

But now that Mo Wentian said that this was not the seal of the demon soul, nor the magic power, the demon master Duan Fan became firmer in his heart.