Chapter 923 Twenty Heavenly Kings?
"It's time to establish our Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"
"Walk!"
An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably bright light.
"Walk!"
"Walk!"
"Walk!"
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Excited voices resounded in the main hall of the Demon King's Mansion.
In the next moment, Mo Wentian took a step forward and walked directly towards the outside of the main hall.
Tianhu followed closely beside Mo Wentian, and the rest of the people followed closely behind without the slightest hesitation.
Within a few breaths, the figures of Mo Wentian and others had already appeared in front of the demon city gate.
Seeing Mo Wentian and others appear, the demon disciple quickly knelt on the ground.
"Meet the emperor!"
"Meet the emperor!"
"Meet the emperor!"
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A group of figures looked at Mo Wentian with respectful expressions in their eyes.
This figure in the void is like an ancient god, extremely powerful.
"Mo Wentian appeared!"
"This kid Mo Wentian appeared again, look quickly, why did all the disciples of the Demon Race bow down to him and call him Emperor?"
"Could it be true that all the disciples of the Demon Clan surrendered to Mo Wentian?"
"How is this possible? The Demon Race is the second largest force in the Ancient Relics!"
"That's right, even without the Demon King and other elders, the combined strength of the demon disciples is terrifying and boundless. Why did they surrender to Mo Wentian?"
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Seeing the demon disciple kneeling respectfully in front of Mo Wentian, his face was still full of respect.
Thousands of feet away from the demon city, the figures of other races said in amazement.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
"Emperor!"
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Seeing Mo Wentian appear, Xiaojiao, Huantian, Fan Zeng and others also hurried forward.
"Um!"
"Fan Zeng, report to this emperor, what is the current strength of this demon clan!"
Mo Wentian nodded slightly, then his eyes fell on Fan Zeng, and said in a cold voice.
"Report to the Emperor!"
"Among the Demon Clan, there are currently 51,261 disciples who have surrendered. Among them, there are 20 fighters who are in the realm of the Heavenly King. Except for me, the ancestor of Bing Lu, the rest are from the early days of the Heavenly King. territory!"
"Among the remaining disciples, there are a total of 5,000 disciples in the realm of the heavenly monarch, and the rest are disciples in the realm of the great heavenly realm!"
Fan Zeng looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.
"Twenty people in the Realm of Heavenly Kings?"
"The realm of five thousand heavenly monarchs?"
Hearing this, an incomparably cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
This kind of cultivation base, this kind of strength, compared to the Jiuyou clan with only seven people left, I don't know how many times stronger.
But in Mo Wentian's heart, thinking of the orc race that ranked first in the ancient relics, his eyes became colder and colder.
Although Mo Wentian doesn't know what the strength of the Beast Race is now, Mo Wentian also understands that the Beast Race can stand the number one position in the ancient relics, and is willing to let the Demon and Monster Race surrender. , certainly not comparable to the Demon Race.
"It's still not enough!"
Na na muttering to himself, Mo Wentian looked at the void, and a complicated glint flashed in his eyes.
"Boss, with the strength of the twenty Heavenly Kings, plus Xiao Jinghen, Duan Fan, me, and you, there are twenty-four Heavenly Kings among us, and we still have The ice dragon, the strong man in the early days of the emperor, exists!"
"Plus the Five Thousand Heavenly Monarch of the Demon Race, isn't this strength enough?"
Seeing Mo Wentian's dignified expression, Xiaojiao asked in a deep voice with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"The Orcs will not be as simple as you imagine!"
"In the near future, what awaits us will be a hard battle!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, and said with a cold light in his eyes.
"Since the hard battle is coming, let's fight to the end!"
A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and Xiao Jiao's eyes were full of determination.
"That's right, Dragon King, fight to the end!"
Hearing Xiaojiao's words, a vast fighting spirit instantly rose in the eyes of the ice dragon on the side.
"Okay, that's all after the establishment of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"
"Little Jiao, Sky Fox, Chi Xiao, Huan Tian..."
"Are you all ready?"
"The ancient ruins, our Heaven-eating God Kingdom is about to be established!"
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian glanced at the person who came with him from the Sword God Continent, and said in a deep voice with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.
"Brother Wentian, I'm ready!"
"My lord, I'm ready too!"
"Boss, I can't wait!"
"Boss, hurry up and announce, I can't wait!"
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As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, everyone's faces immediately showed a look of joy, Xiaojiao and Huantian even urged.
"From today onwards, the Demon Race will be renamed the Heaven Devouring Kingdom, and I, Mo Wentian, am the emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"
Mo Wentian coughed lightly, then looked at the demon disciple who couldn't see far away, his eyes flashed coldly.
The majestic and vast voice resounded inside and outside the entire demon clan.
"The Heaven Devouring Kingdom?"
"The demons are really over. From today onwards, there will be no more demons in the ancient ruins!"
"Isn't this kid Mo Wentian the ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan? He can just subdue the Demon Clan under the feet of the Jiuyou Clan. Why do he want to establish a Heaven-eating God Kingdom?"
"Haven't you heard that Mo Wentian is not the ancestor of the Jiuyou Clan, he is a strong man from the Sword God Continent!"
"Sword God Continent? Isn't Sword God Continent a small world? He came from the land of ants in that place, and he is still establishing his power in my ancient relic?"
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A group of figures looked at Mo Wentian with astonishment in their eyes.
Especially when someone said that Mo Wentian came from the Sword God Continent, the crowd instantly became ebullient.
"Meet the emperor!"
"Meet the emperor!"
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Following Mo Wentian's incomparably majestic voice, countless demon disciples bowed down to Mo Wentian again.
"Fan Zeng, Xiao Jinghen, Tianhu, Chi Xiao!"
As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a cold voice.
"Ask Brother Tian!"
"Emperor"
"Emperor!"
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Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, several figures hurried forward.
"Tianhu, from today onwards, you will be the envoy of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom, and you will only live under this Emperor!"
"When the emperor no longer devours the Heavenly God Kingdom, you can make any decisions on his behalf. All disciples of the Heavenly Devourer God Kingdom must obey the orders of the Heavenly Fox God Envoy!"
Mo Wentian stared at the countless disciples with his eyes full of coldness and arrogance.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
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After Mo Wentian's words came out, figures knelt on the ground again, and answered respectfully.
"Greetings, Master God Envoy!"
"Greetings, Master God Envoy!"
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Immediately, countless warriors looked at Tianhu and knelt down again, with the same respect on their faces.