The little ancestor became emperor after crossing over

Chapter 478: Chapter 480

Everyone looked at Mo Jiu Prison, and when they saw that he didn't speak, they didn't dare to open their mouths to grab it.

Even if they were the first to target and hunt this prey, and even in order to hunt down this high-level vicious beast, many people were injured and spent half a month of energy, they did not dare to stop Feng Jintian from killing it. make it their own.

Seeing that everyone's faces were ugly and didn't speak, Feng Jintian didn't care, just said.

"Since you don't speak, I'll take it as your default."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, and the corpse of the beast was taken into the space by her.

Seeing the corpse of the huge beast disappear, everyone's faces turned green.

But thinking of the two people who died tragically just now, the unwillingness in their hearts was suffocated back.

Feng Jintian looked at Mo Jiu Prison: "Go away?"

Mo Jiuyu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Women are soft-hearted."

"..." Feng Jintian was silent for a while, and said, "You can't kill all of them with so many people."

"Why not?" Mo Jiuyu's tone was somewhat disdainful.

This fluttering tone scared the crowd on the opposite side to take a step back.

The leading elders secretly said that it was not good, and immediately said: "Let's go!"

But no matter how fast they react, they can't escape the killer move of the Demon Nine Prisons.

Countless blood-colored blood threads flew out like spider silk, entangling the flying figures of dozens of people.

But in the blink of an eye, dozens of people were wrapped into cocoons of scarlet blood.

Feng Jintian witnessed this scene, his eyes flickered slightly, but his face was still calm and calm.

Even if Mo Jiuyu made a move, his eyes were still on Feng Jintian.

He was observing Feng Jintian's facial expressions, and he didn't see the slightest panic and fear on that delicate face.

Disgust and displeasure were not seen.

I didn't see anxiety and intolerance.

That kind of calm, as if it was just the expression of seeing something extraordinary, delighted the Demon Nine Prisons.

He was suddenly in a surprisingly good mood, and explained with a smile: "We killed the two of them. If we let them go today, we will only breed tigers."

"Cutting the grass and removing the roots is the most suitable method."

Feng Jintian didn't do anything, just because he didn't want to be too troublesome. After all, there were too many people on the other side and it was totally unnecessary.

Of course, she also knew that the other party had killed two people, and now the feud is settled.

Once these people leave, not to mention other factions, the Xianxing Sect, who at least two people died, will definitely never die with them.

In order to avoid future troubles, of course, it is better to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots.

It's just that there are too many people on the other side, and it takes time and energy to fight, and she doesn't bother to work hard.

Therefore, Feng Jintian doesn't care about this matter, he can kill or not.

Therefore, when Magic Nine Prison suddenly started, she was silent and took it as her default.

Of course, even if you want to stop it, it is too late to use the speed and strength of the magic nine prisons.

When those blood turned into strands of spider silk, they returned to the palm of the Demon Nine Prisons and disappeared.

Feng Jintian took a deep look at Mo Jiuyu and walked forward.

"Let's go."

Mo Jiuyu looked at Feng Jintian's calm back, his eyes flickered for a moment, and finally turned into a wisp of luster.

He stepped up and followed, and said with a smile, "You guessed it."

Feng Jintian calmly pretended to be stupid: "What?"

Mo Jiuyu stared at Feng Jintian: "Have you guessed my identity?"

"..." Feng Jintian was silent for a moment, then said, "I was just guessing at the beginning. I just saw the power of your shot, and I was sure."

Demon Nine Prison smiled: "If you know the identity of this emperor, are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

"Not afraid." Feng Jintian replied without thinking.

Mo Jiuyu was stunned for a moment, and looked at her with a complicated expression, thinking that Feng Jintian believed that he would not do anything to her.

With such an inexplicable trust, Mo Jiu Prison couldn't tell what it felt, but felt that something had injected a hint of sweetness into his chest.

(End of this chapter)