"Boy, is this little black snake the ancestor of the Xuansnake clan?"

Seeing the ancestor of the Xuanshe clan looked so respectful to Mo Wentian, the eight people from the Bharat tribe looked at each other, and then the man who stood up asked with surprise on his face.

In fact, they were already sure of the identity of the little black snake.

But when they looked at Mo Wentian's cultivation level, they were still a little surprised. They didn't believe that a mere warrior who had perfected the Heavenly King could actually make a strong man at the peak of the Emperor so respectful.

He blurted out subconsciously, as if he wanted to get a different answer from Mo Wentian's mouth.

"That's right, Xiao Hei is the ancestor of the Xuansnake clan!"

"Eight bald donkeys, I see you are aware of your appearance, so you should get out of here!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with unparalleled arrogance.

The cultivation of the eight people in front of him is only the middle stage of the Emperor, and the strongest cultivation is only the late stage of the Emperor. With such cultivation, even if the eight people are together, he will not be afraid of Tianyi.

What's more, Xiao Jiao's cultivation has broken through now, and the little black snake is there, even if he wants to kill these eight people, it is not difficult.

"Great Elder, this little black snake is really the ancestor of the Xuansnake clan. His cultivation has reached the peak of the Emperor!"

"It's right that the Emperor is at its peak, but the aura on his body is extremely weak. Looks like this, he should have experienced a big battle just now!"

"The little black snake is so weak now, which is a great thing for us!"

"Take this opportunity to kill the little black snake. As long as you kill this little black snake, the rest will not be the opponent of the eight of us!"

"As long as you kill them, the remaining cultivation resources are not all ours!"

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After receiving Mo Wentian's affirmative answer, a glimmer of expressions did flash in the eight people's eyes.

But the next moment, they seemed to remember something. When they looked at Mo Wentian and others, their eyes became cold.

At the same time, terrible anger spread from them.

You should know that the Tianji Mountains are the largest mountain range in the ancient ruins, and the three tribes of the Xuansnake, the White Tiger, and the Thunder Leopard are the guardian monsters of the Tianji Mountains.

The cultivation resources left in their clan are definitely quite a lot, and they are definitely not bad.

And before you

Although there was the Xuansnake Ancestor beside Mo Wentian, if they formed the eight-way formation, they would not be afraid of this little black snake.

"Boy, you are so arrogant. You dare to let us get out?"

"I will make you regret what you just said!"

The next moment, the great elder of the Bharat tribe stepped forward, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a cold face.

In his eyes, the murderous intent is boundlessly terrifying at this moment.

The aura on his body suddenly surged, and the scepter he held in his hand trembled even more at this moment.

"I regret what I said?"

"Bald donkey, do you know that there are thousands of people who say this to this emperor, but do you know what their final outcome will be?"

Listening to the words of the Great Elder of the Brahma clan, Mo Wentian grinned slightly, and a wicked smile spread instantly, but the voice was extremely cold.

The eight people in front of them, the words they were just talking about fell into Mo Wentian's ears.

They actually dared to attack him Mo Wentian's idea. Even if these eight people want to leave now, Mo Wentian would not give them this opportunity.

What he didn't hate the most was the person who covet his things.

"What's the outcome?"

Upon hearing this, the great elder of the Brahmin almost had a subconscious way.

"die!"

The word "death" was spit out from Mo Wentian's mouth.

A cold chill spread instantly.

"die?"

"Boy, I think it's you who's killed me!"

With a angrily shout, the great elder of the Brahma tribe held a scepter and fell directly towards Mo Wentian.

That look seemed to want to smash Mo Wentian into pieces.

"The Emperor!"

"Boss!"

At this moment, two sounds came in an instant, and then two figures flashed and were about to block Mo Wentian's presence.

"Everything comes back!"

"It's just a little queen stage, this emperor alone is enough to solve it!"

Seeing that Xiao Jiao and Xiao Black Snake were blocking in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank and said in a cold voice.

Mo Wentian's cultivation has already broken through to the perfect realm of the Heavenly King. His combat power is not afraid of facing the late stage of the Emperor.

"Boss..."

"The Emperor..."

Hearing this, a flash of resonance flashed in Xiao Jiao and Xiao Hei Snake's eyes

The mixed eyes opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but in the end they just looked at each other and didn't say anything.

Then, a figure flashed and answered his original position.

When they were in place, Mo Wentian was the only one left.

Looking at the great elder of the Bharat tribe who was coming towards him in an instant, Mo Wentian's eyes looked extremely indifferent.

That appearance seemed to have not taken the great elder of the Bharat tribe seriously at all.

"Boy, you're in a good mood!"

"Since you are in a good mood, I will give you a chance to hand over all the resources from the three monster clans you have collected, and I will let you go!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's extremely calm appearance, a glimmer flashed in the eyes of the Great Elder of the Bharat tribe.

The next moment, my mind moved slightly, and I looked at Mo Wentian and said with a cold face.

Although Mo Wentian's cultivation is only at the perfect realm of the Heavenly King, the cultivation of the little black snake and the little dragon around him is not weak.

If they want to seize those resources in a battle, they will definitely have to pay some price.

But if Mo Wentian could hand over the collected resources, they would naturally save them a lot of trouble.

"This old guy, the abacus is really good!"

Listening to the words of the Great Elder of the Brahma clan, Mo Wentian laughed.

No matter who it is or how good it is to fight, it is impossible to beat him Mo Wentian.

This great elder of the Bharat tribe wanted to seize the resources he collected without any effort, and was he a useless person?

"Old bald donkey, your scheming is still good, but what I hate the most is the scheming person!"

"You are here today, so don't leave!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly became cold, and he looked at the elder of the Brahma clan and said with a cold face.

As for handing over the things, he never handed over what he had when he got to Mo Wentian's hands.

These old bald donkeys came to him so persistently, so he would not help them.

"Stop leaving?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Boy, may you really want to fight this elder?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the elder of the Bharat tribe burst into laughter.

That look, as if he heard some funny joke at this moment.
Chapter completed!