Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1438 News from the Youlong Patriarch

"Boss, what do you mean by that?"

"Are you telling them the news that You Qin Yu is dead?"

Xiaoxiong looked at Mo Wentian, her eyes full of suspicion, she asked in a deep voice.

"Yeah, boss, if you say that, you're telling everyone, You Qinyu was beheaded by you!"

"In that case, I'm afraid the news will soon be known to the patriarchs of the Youlong!"

Hearing that, Hun Tian stretched out his furry claws and scratched his head, said in a deep voice.

"That's right, this Emperor just wants to disclose this news, and not to disclose this kid's news, how can the old miscellaneous of the Youlong tribe come out!"

There was a flash of light in his eyes, not asking the cold voice of the sky.

"Boss, do you want to draw the patriarch of the Youlong tribe?"

"The patriarch of the Youlong tribe is repaired for strength, but the existence of the Tianji Mountains is second only to the owner of the Tianji Mountains. Now his cultivation is probably only half a step away from the emperor's consummation!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Yan and Xuan Tian's eyes were full of dignity.

In their hearts, Mo Wantian's idea was even more incomprehensible.

You know, the purpose of Mo Wentian is the Youlong Blade of the Youlong Clan, and it is not easy to take down the Youlong Blade of the Youlong Clan, not to mention that you have to make that powerful rival to the Youlong Clan ’s patriarch Lead out.

This is simply asking for trouble!

"Soon and old of the Youlong tribe will have to be resolved sooner or later!"

"You thought the emperor had beheaded his only son. Can he let him go?"

His eyes narrowed, Mo Wentian said without answering.

"Boss, you are right!"

"But why don't we wait for the patriarch of the Youlong tribe after we take it away!"

"What's more, the strength of each of us is not enough to counter him!"

Xiao Yan and Huan Tian looked at each other, his face became more dignified.

"The patriarch of the Youlong tribe, even if you get the news right away, rest assured that he won't be back soon!"

"And even if he came back when we took the Dragon Blade, we are not afraid, don't forget, there are people behind us to help!"

Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes, a bright light rose.

Said, in the mind of Mo Wentian, the figure of Ji Wujing emerged.

Mo Wentian's heart was unclear as to the realm of Na Jiwujing's strength, but Mo Wentian had a hunch.

This Ji Wujing, since he is not a person in the ancient relics, then he is naturally a person from the upper world, then Ji Wujing's strength will certainly not be comparable to that of the Youlong clan.

Even the owner of the mysterious Heavenly Mountain will not be an opponent!

"Boss, are you talking about Ji Shao last time?"

Xiao Ai took a moment's notice, returned to God, and asked quickly.

"Yes!"

"Ji Wujing!"

Mo Xiaotian didn't conceal anything at all about Xiaoyin and Magical Sky, and he said it directly.

"Boss, why does this young master Ji help us?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yan's eyes were full of horror.

"Why does he help us?"

"Do you think he helped us without conditions? Is it free?"

Mo Wentian's expression froze instantly.

"Boss, aren't you saying Ji Wujing won't talk to you about cooperation anymore?"

"And last time you didn't ask him to help you, did he still want to ask us if we can't get paid?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, in Xiao Yan's eyes, the fierce light rose instantly.

"He won't ask for compensation!"

"It's just that he needs help from the Emperor!"

"If he has always been this attitude towards Bendi, Bendi may be able to consider helping him!"

His eyes narrowed, Mo Wentian's voice was indifferent.

The reason why Ji Wujing came to the ancient relics, Mo Wentian is very clear, he is for that inheritance.

And if the inheritance is to be opened, we must ask for help.

"Boss ..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, Ji Wujing opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Among the dragons at this moment, countless disciples of the dragons went to the ancestral hall to investigate the fragmentation of the Yu Qin Yu soul card.

Upon entering the ancestral hall, countless disciples of the Youlong tribe made a sigh of noise and fell to the knees directly.

"This ... how is this possible?"

"How can young master's soul card be broken? Young master's cultivation is so strong, how can his soul card be broken?"

"Look, there are at least tens of thousands of soul cards broken under the young master soul card, but they are all the strong ones of our Youlong family!"

"In the end who killed our young master and killed so many of our dragons?"

"It must have been Mo Wentian's beheading, otherwise how could he know the news!"

...

For a long time, the disciples of the Youlong tribe who had come back to God immediately talked.

In their eyes, it was full of fascination.

If they hadn't seen this scene with their own eyes, they couldn't believe it. You Qinyu's soul card was broken. Their Youlong tribe, the soul card of countless strong ones were broken!

"The news is quickly passed to the patriarch!"

"Yes, the news must be made known to the patriarch!"

At this moment, among the crowd, a middle-aged man said soaringly.

After speaking, the person quickly took out a note to spread the news that You Qinyu was beheaded.

And at the moment the gate of the mysterious temple.

Mo Wentian's spirit and soul covered the surroundings, and the scene in the mysterious temple hall was completely present in Mo Wentian's mind.

Mo Wentian heard the discourse of the disciple disciple even more clearly.

"The news has spread, we need to get started!"

The next moment, it seemed that I was thinking of something. In the eyes of Mo Wentian, there was a very bright light.

"Boss, are you going to take the Dragon Blade?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yan's eyes glanced across.

"Emperor!"

Just then, a figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the little black snake quickly bowed down and looked respectful.

"Get up!"

"The news that Bendi asked you to ask, how's it going?"

Raising his hand slightly, the body of the little black snake stood up involuntarily.

Mo Wentian looked at the little black snake and asked indifferently.

"Back to the Emperor, you have let me inquire about the patriarch of the Youlong clan, and I have found out!"

"The patriarch of the Youlong is now practicing in the secret valley of the owner of the Tianji Mountains!"

The little black snake looked at Mo Wentian and said quickly.

"Cultivate in the Secret Valley?"

"Then what happened outside, it seems he is unaware!"

After hearing the words, Mo Wentian seemed a little dissatisfied, and his brows frowned.