"Escaped a third?"

Don't ask heaven's eyebrows and pick them slightly.

I don't care much in my heart.

The disciples of the Jiuyou clan, who left just in time, don't ask the sky for it. It's not a mob. Even if these people keep it, sooner or later, they will betray the Jiuyou clan.

"The rest of the great power!"

"How much more?"

Looking at Wu Sheng, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"Tell the master that there are only seventeen people left in the throne!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng whispered.

"Seventeen?"

"It's really a little bad!"

Don't ask heaven to shake his head slightly. There is a big gap between Jiuyou clan and demon clan. Last time, although don't ask heaven to give a lot of Tianshi spiritual things, it's impossible to rely on these things to compare with demon clan and demon clan.

"Summon these seventeen people!"

Looking at Wu Sheng, don't ask the cold weather.

"Yes, master!"

Wu Sheng quickly and respectfully stepped down.

A moment's effort.

Seventeen disciples of the Jiuyou clan entered the hall.

"See my grandfather!"

"See my grandfather!"

……

Seventeen people knelt down respectfully at Mo Wentian.

"Tomorrow is the day of battle between our Jiuyou clan and the demon clan. What can you do?"

Looking at the seventeen people, don't ask the sky's indifferent way.

"The day of war?"

The faces of the seventeen people were instantly dignified.

Several people.

His eyes flickered even more.

"At this station, the three elders of the demon clan are sent out. This person is the strong one of the emperor of heaven. If he takes action, my Jiuyou clan should be destroyed. If you seventeen people want to leave the Jiuyou clan, then leave!"

Looking at the seventeen people, Mo asked the sky and sighed.

"Lao Zu..."

"Ancestor!"

……

Hearing this, seventeen people couldn't help crying sadly.

"Those who are willing to leave also retain the blood of my Jiuyou clan. The emperor won't blame you!"

Looking at the seventeen people, don't ask the sky.

"Ancestor, disciples are willing to leave!"

At this time, a man stood up.

"Fan Yan, you..."

"The gap between the demon clan and my Jiuyou clan is too big. If my disciple leaves the Jiuyou clan, he will secretly expand my Jiuyou clan!"

Kneeling in front of Mo Wentian, the man said firmly.

"What a good boy!"

"Let's go!"

Don't ask the sky and wave slightly.

"Farewell, everyone!"

Seeing Mo Wentian waving his hand, the man breathed a sigh of relief and stood up immediately.

Left directly.

"I'll leave too..."

"I'll leave too!"

……

For a moment, several figures stood out again.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

……

Don't ask the sky and shake your head slightly.

In a quarter of an hour.

Seventeen, leaving only seven.

Ten of them.

Left again.

"Master, we..."

The head of the Jiuyou clan, his face flushed. Tomorrow is the day of battle between the Jiuyou clan and the demon clan, but less than 10% of the disciples of the Jiuyou clan are left, which makes him, the former head of the Jiuyou clan, blush?

"Why are you seven staying?"

Looking at the seven people, don't ask the sky, and ask indifferently.

"Laozu, we are disciples of Jiuyou clan, even if we die!"

"I will also die in the Jiuyou clan!"

Kneeling in front of Mo Wentian, one of them stood up and said firmly.

"Yes, what about the demon clan? It's a big deal to fight with them!"

"Even if I die, I will pull a cushion!"

……

The remaining seven people had fierce eyes.

"Good!"

Looking at the seven people in front of me, Mo Wentian laughed.

People of Jiuyou clan.

There are still a few, barely available.

"After that, the seven of you will be the seven new elders of the Jiuyou clan!"

"We will win this war!"

Looking at the seven people, don't ask. In the eyes of heaven, a bright light rises.

Demon clan is terrible?

Sanchang is always the emperor?

Now don't ask the sky, it's really fearless!

With the cultivation reaching the consummation of the great heaven and the body of the purple emperor that is close to the consummation, now don't ask the sky, one punch is enough to smash the strong man of the great heaven. If you let the cultivation of don't ask the sky and the body of the purple emperor break through again, the strong man of the king can also be smashed at will that day!

"Thank you, grandpa!"

"Thank you, grandpa!"

……

In the eyes of the seven, they were firm.

"Wu Sheng, take them back!"

"Yes!"

Wu Sheng with seven people quickly stepped down.

In Tiancheng.

Countless disciples of Jiuyou clan left quickly.

The whole Tiancheng.

It became a lot bleak in an instant.

"Boss, this Jiuyou clan is too bad!"

Xiao Jiao looked at the empty Tiancheng and his eyes were full of sarcasm. Compared with Mo Wentian's devouring God Kingdom, this Jiuyou clan was nothing!

"The clan head of the Jiuyou clan is originally a selfish person. How many people are left in the Jiuyou clan? It's good!"

Don't ask the sky with a faint smile.

When the disciples of Jiuyou clan left, don't ask heaven. There was not much fluctuation in his heart.

Disciples without a sense of belonging.

Will you work for the Jiuyou clan?

"Boss, when shall we!"

"Let the kingdom of devouring gods also come to this ancient land?"

It seemed that he remembered something. Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and asked in a deep voice.

"Devour the kingdom of God?"

"Come to the ancient relics!"

Don't ask the sky to shake slightly. Don't ask the sky to really think about this idea. After all, in this ancient heritage site, don't ask the sky's original power is too low. But now, it's different. Take the Jiuyou clan, plus don't ask the battle power of heaven itself.

It's really not difficult to establish the kingdom of God!

"Compared with the beast Lord demon clan, our difference is time!"

Mo Wentian said to himself. If there is enough time for Mo Wentian to cultivate a group of peerless strong people, it is really hopeful to occupy this ancient heritage site.

But now, it's hard!

"Boss, I devour the majesty of the kingdom of God!"

"It will surely cover this ancient heritage site!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo and said firmly.

"You're right!"

"Now my kingdom of devouring gods is still in the land of sword gods, but in the future, it will inevitably cover the whole ancient heritage!"

"The emperor will become!"

"The king of this world!"

Don't ask the eyes of heaven, cold and arrogant.

"Let's go!"

"Go!"

Don't ask the figure of heaven, disappear in the city of heaven.

When it reappears.

Mo Wentian appeared in Jiuyou mansion.

Jiuyou mansion.

It's also very quiet.

In the whole Jiuyou mansion, less than 10% of the people left behind, and of the remaining 10%, very few have combat power!

A night passes in an instant.

The next day, early morning!

"Emperor..."

"Boss!"

"Ask brother Tian!"

……

Don't ask the sky just appeared, shadow after shadow.

Have stood in front of Mo Wentian.

"War has begun!"

Don't ask the sky, the voice is extremely low.

"War, war!"

"Zhan Zhan..."

……

In Jiuyou mansion, a sense of war rose.

The remaining disciples of Jiuyou mansion followed Mo Wentian with firm faces.

In Tiancheng.

It's empty.

"Don't ask the sky, you Jiuyou clan are going to be destroyed!"

"Don't let me go soon?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the demon saint's eyes sneered. She didn't expect that the people of the demon clan killed, and 90% of the people of the Jiuyou clan walked. How could the remaining disciples of the Jiuyou clan compete with the people of the demon clan?

"Jiuyou clan exterminates the clan?"

Don't ask the sky and lightly glanced at the demon saint.

"Lie down!"

"Bang Bang..."

Don't ask heaven to touch your finger and directly seal the demon saint.

"What are you doing?"

Demon saint, her face changed greatly.

"Wu Sheng, if the emperor loses the war later, you guys will strip her away!"

"Hang on the wall!"

In a faint sentence, Mo Wentian took the remaining disciples of the Jiuyou clan and walked outside the city.