Chapter 949

However, after a few breaths, Chixiao's figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"Emperor, Qi Yun has brought it!"

Chixiao looked at Mo and said respectfully.

"Dad, save me!"

"You hurry to save me, Dad!"

As soon as Qi Yun saw Qi Ying, he hurriedly said.

Looking at Qi Ying, Qi Yun's eyes were full of joy and coldness.

"Yun'er..."

"Don't worry, dad will save you!"

Qi Ying looked at Qi Yun, and the light in his eyes softened instantly, but the next moment, looking at Mo Wentian, Qi Ying's eyes were full of cold.

"Old bastard, your son, you have also seen that now you can hand over what the emperor wants?"

Mo Wentian looked at this scene of deep love between father and son, with a cold flash in his eyes and a cold voice.

"Hand over something?"

"Don't ask the sky, yun'er, I saw it, but where are the tenthousand disciples of my Orc clan?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Qi Ying's eyes became colder and colder, with a sad face.

"Ice dragon!"

"Untie the seal for the mole ants of the tenthousand beast clan!"

Hearing the words, don't ask the sky without the slightest hesitation, and said coldly to the ice dragon on the side.

"Yes, Lord!"

Binglong quickly agreed.

"Roar..."

Immediately, I saw the ice dragon's body suddenly soared to the size of 100 feet, standing proudly in the void, and in the dragon's claws, he played a formula against the 10000 ice sculptures.

"Click..."

"Click..."

In the next moment, the sound of ice breaking came.

The 10000 ice sculptures quickly began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Look, what's that?"

"That seems to be my Orc disciple?"

"Yes, that's my Orc disciples. How come all my Orc disciples have been frozen into ice sculptures?"

"What kind of dragon is that dragon? The cold on his body is so heavy!"

……

The disciples of the orc clan looked at this scene, and their faces were full of impressiveness.

However, in a few breaths, all the 10000 ice sculptures melted, and the orc disciples quickly woke up.

"Elder? It's really elder!"

"See the elder!"

"Elder, help us back!"

"Elder, save us!"

……

A disciple of the orc clan, came back to his senses, looked at Qi Ying in the void, and a happy way instantly rose on his face.

"If you want this old bastard to save you, let your elder hand over what the emperor wants!"

Mo Wentian looked at the group of ORC disciples in front of him, and raised a radian at the corners of his mouth, saying coldly.

"Dad, give him what he wants quickly. I don't want to die!"

"Elder, give him something quickly!"

"Elder, as long as you save us, we will practice well in the future!"

……

Listening to Qi Yun's words, the other Orc disciples also hurriedly opened their mouths.

"Yun'er..."

Looking at Qi Yun's eager eyes, Qi Ying's clenched hands tightened again.

Qi Yun is his only son. What he sees is more important than anything. His accomplishments are all improved by magic medicine.

Among the orcs, because it is the son of his elder Qi Ying, all resources are left to Qi Yun.

Without any experience, when he came to devour the kingdom of God, he was afraid to see Mo Wentian kill so many disciples with one move.

The first thing he thought of was not to fight Mo Wentian and save his Orc disciples, but to escape.

It can be seen that his mood is very low, and he has never experienced life and death.

It can be said that among the orcs, under the protection of Qi Ying, what he lives is a fool who can only enjoy himself.

"Boss, this old bastard is too boring!"

Looking at Qi Ying's delay in handing over his things, Xiao Jiao couldn't help frowning, and the fierce light in his eyes was flashing.

"If he wants his son to live and the mole ants of the orc clan to live, he can only grind it for one day!"

Xiao Jiao's anxious voice came. Mo Wentian didn't worry at all, but his face was full of calm.

It seems that he is really not in a hurry at all.

But indeed, he was really not in a hurry. Qi Yun and the disciples of the orc clan were still in his hands.

The agreed time of three days is now the second day. If Qi Ying wants to look at his son and cry in pain in their hands, don't ask the sky, but he doesn't mind at all.

But if Qi Ying doesn't hand over what he wants as soon as the three-day time comes, he won't be soft hearted.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian's calm expression and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"Qi Ying, three days, one more day!"

"As soon as tomorrow arrives, Ben Di will not be so patient!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at Qi Ying and said coldly.

Immediately, before Qi Ying came back to his senses, Mo Wentian took Qi Yun's figure and disappeared in situ.

"Dad, help me!"

"Help me..."

Just at the moment of leaving, Qi Yun's cry for help rang out again.

"Xiao Jiao, take all the tenthousand Orc disciples into the kingdom of devouring gods and take care of them!"

It seems to think of something. Don't ask Tianye coldly.

"Yun'er..."

"Don't ask heaven, where are you taking my yun'er?"

Qi Yun's cry for help came to his ears, and Qi Ying instantly recovered.

Seeing that Qi Yun had already disappeared in the void, he shouted coldly.

But no matter how he shouted, don't ask heaven and never responded to him.

The next moment, I saw that 10000 Orc disciples seemed to be sealed again, and the gate of the kingdom of God was also hurriedly closed.

Devour the kingdom of God, in the hall.

"Boss, what do you mean?"

"Since that Qi Ying has brought something, why don't you just grab it today and turn it back for what? Isn't it unnecessary?"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes full of doubts, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, boss!"

"That old bastard is just the perfect state of the king of heaven. We devour the kingdom of God. You don't need to fight. If you let fan Zeng and Xiao Jingcheng fight, I'm afraid you can kill that old bastard!"

Huan Tian's hairy body also came out of Mo Wentian's arms. Looking at Mo Wentian, he said in doubt.

"Have you ever noticed that there are many figures watching us not far from our gate!"

"And in the kingdom of God, the people of the tianniu clan are also observing us!"

Smelling the words, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a touch of cold and incomparable cold light, and did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Boss, you mean, you did this to show them?"

Xiao Jiao nodded somewhat incomprehensibly, and then opened his mouth again.