Chapter 986 The Angry Fifth Elder

"Except for the disciples in the first ten cities, who don't know how many, there are 200,000 disciples in the other cities!"

"As for cultivation..."

"It's hard to say. In the back city, if the disciples have broken through to a certain level, they will be selected to enter the front city to practice, and the remaining disciples..."

The innkeeper's eyes flashed, he looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.

"It seems that among the Tianniu clan, the patriarch of the Tianniu clan is very good at winning people's hearts!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and an evil smile spread.

"Boss, the management system in the Tianniu tribe is still very good!"

"It's just that this cultivation base doesn't seem to be very strong!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with some disdain.

"Not very strong?"

"Xiao Jiao, you are wrong in saying that!"

"The people of the Tianniu tribe are cultivating physique. Compared with ordinary cultivators, their strength is one level higher than that of ordinary cultivators!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, and said with a serious expression.

"Boss, do you mean that you just beheaded an existence comparable to the emperor?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's face instantly showed a look of joy.

"Boss, your current strength is actually so strong?"

"Congratulations, boss!"

Huantian's furry body also got out of Mo Wentian's embrace in an instant, looked at Mo Wentian, and said happily.

"Such cultivation is not enough!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

"Guest officer, I think you should leave quickly!"

"I really can't stay here any longer!"

At this moment, seeing that Mo Wentian and the others were still unmoved after saying all this, the innkeeper spoke again.

In the opinion of the owner of the inn, Mo Wentian's aura is no more than the initial stage of a heavenly king.

Even though Mo Wentian's beheading of the city lord of Licheng was terrifying, he still didn't believe that they could stop the strong men from the Tianniu clan.

"The emperor will not leave!"

"Not only will they not leave, but they will also wait for their arrival in this inn!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a look of determination, and he said in a cold voice.

"Guest officer... this..."

The innkeeper looked at Mo Wentian, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die with my emperor here!"

"The emperor is tired now, you take the emperor to the Tianzi room to have a rest!"

Mo Wentian didn't know what the innkeeper was thinking, he grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently.

Just because the innkeeper repeatedly persuaded him to leave, Mo Wentian had already approved him in his heart.

What's more, Mo Wentian has already decided that when he leaves, he will bring this person back to the Heaven Devouring Kingdom.

Although this person's cultivation base is not high, he never judges people by his cultivation base. Loyalty, affection and righteousness are the most important things.

"please!"

The innkeeper pondered for a while, then a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

Mo Wentian followed the innkeeper, and soon came to the Tianzi room of the inn.

As soon as he entered the Tianzi room, an incomparably rich aura rushed towards his face.

"Boss, the Tianzifang is really good this day, and its aura is a bit stronger than our current Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"

As soon as Xiaojiao entered the room, he jumped off Mo Wentian's shoulder in a flash, took a deep breath, and said joyfully in his voice.

"Guest officer, then you all have a good rest. If there is anything, I will notify you immediately!"

The innkeeper looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.

"Um!"

"Go down!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a hint of coldness flickering.

"yes!"

With a slight salute, the innkeeper is about to walk out the door.

"etc!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, and shouted in a cold voice.

"Guest officer, if there is anything else, just ask!"

"You saved my life, you are my benefactor, please tell me if you have anything to do, I will try my best to do it!"

Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, the innkeeper instantly stood on the spot, came back to his senses, and said in a deep voice.

"what's your name?"

Mo Wentian looked at the innkeeper and said indifferently.

"Guest officer, my name is Long Wu!"

Long Wu was slightly stunned, recovered, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.

"Dragon Five?"

"Okay, you go out, the emperor will naturally order you if there is something to do!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a cold voice.

"Yes, Long Wu resigns!"

Long Wu saluted respectfully, then closed the door and left the Tianzi room.

Following Long Wu's departure, only Mo Wentian and Xiaojiao Huantian were left in the Tianzi room, one person, one dragon and one demon.

"Xiaojiao, Huantian, practice hard!"

"Next, what awaits us may be a big battle!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and Huantian, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a low voice.

"Okay, boss!"

"Okay, boss!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiaojiao and Huantian quickly agreed, and immediately fell into cultivation.

Seeing Xiaojiao and Huantian enter into cultivation, Mo Wentian also sat down cross-legged.

"Beetle Fighting Halberd!"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a gleam.

Immediately with a thought, a war halberd appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

On the halberd, in Mo Wentian's hand, light was shining again.

On the battle halberd, there seems to be a phantom of the ancient beetle.

"Why does this war halberd dim in an instant in front of my Heaven Devouring Sword? Could it be that it is afraid of my Sky Devouring Sword?"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

This Tianniu Battle Halberd is a divine weapon at the peak of the king, a divine weapon at the peak of the king level. In front of the Heaven Devouring Sword, it instantly dimmed.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's brows were furrowed into a ball, and he was instantly puzzled.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword, what level of artifact is it?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of cold light flickered endlessly.

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and with a thought, he put the longhorn halberd into the space ring.

Immediately, he fell into practice.

And just when Mo Wentian entered into cultivation.

Tianniu tribe, in a small courtyard in Tiancheng.

"Fifth Elder, something is wrong!"

"The big thing is not good, Fifth Elder!"

Outside the small courtyard, an incomparably burly disciple said in a flustered expression.

"What happened?"

"explain!"

The cold voice resounded throughout the small courtyard.

Immediately, a figure appeared in front of the disciple, looking at the disciple, the old man's eyes were clearly displeased.