Chapter 1036

"That's right!"

"We are going to Jincheng soon. This Yuancheng naturally needs someone to take care of it!"

Mo asked the sky and nodded, his eyes shining.

"However, boss, Niu Bo's cultivation is no more than the later stage of the heavenly king. His management of Hancheng has caused many people's dissatisfaction!"

"Yuancheng is the 80th city in the tianniu clan. Its strength is much stronger than that of Han Cheng. Can you let Niu Bo manage Yuancheng?"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo and frowned.

"Don't worry, uncle Niu's strength, regardless of the source city, is enough!"

Don't ask the corner of your mouth slightly, and a bright light rises in your eyes, full of indifferent words.

"Boss..."

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

"Boss, when are we going to Jincheng?"

At this time, the shadow of magic sky flashed, and a hairy mass fell on Mo Wentian's shoulder.

Looking at Mo Wentian, he seemed to be looking forward to it.

"Jincheng is definitely going, as for when..."

"When Uncle Niu comes, we'll go!"

Listen to Huan Tian's words, don't ask Tian's eyes, flashed a touch of pure light, low way.

"Boss, how many more artifacts and elixirs are there in Yuancheng than in Hancheng and Licheng?"

At this time, Xiao Jiao seemed to think of something, and a bright light rose in his eyes.

"Want to know?"

Don't ask the corners of the mouth slightly raised, a touch of evil smile spread, and don't answer the question.

"Boss, in addition to asking for the information of the divine dragon Tongtian map, we came to this source city for the artifact and elixir in this source city?"

"Since I'm here, of course I want to have a look!"

A look of expectation rose on Xiao Jiao's face.

"Then go!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian stepped out and walked directly towards the city master's mansion opposite Luojing inn.

Looking at that arrogant figure, in front of Luojing Inn, countless warriors, their eyes full of astonishment.

"What does this boy want to do when he goes to the city Lord's mansion?"

"He killed our city master. Does he want to be our new city master?"

"This boy's strength is really terrible. It's certainly no problem to be our city Lord with his strength, but he doesn't look like a man of our tianniu clan!"

"Yes, he is not even a member of the tianniu clan. Why should he be the Lord of the source city of our tianniu clan?"

"Go and have a look. This boy must not be the Lord of our source city!"

……

Figures, talking without any hesitation, rushed towards the city master's mansion.

At this moment, with Mo Wentian and others entering the city master's mansion, countless disciples of Yuancheng avoided from afar.

"Boss, these people seem to be scared by you!"

Looking at this scene, the corner of Xiao Jiao's mouth slightly said.

"It is necessary to be intimidated!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and there was no fluctuation in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian walked more and more towards the depths of the city Lord's mansion.

It's true that Yuancheng ranks 80th. Compared with the original Hancheng and Licheng, it's not only the strength of the disciples, but also the luxury of the city master's mansion, which can't be compared with Hancheng and Licheng.

Especially in the main hall of the city Lord's mansion, the aura is extremely rich.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian, with Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian, walked around the city master's mansion of Yuancheng, but he had not found the treasure house of Yuancheng.

"The treasure house of Yuancheng is so hidden that even the emperor is not aware of it!"

In his mouth, he said to himself. Don't ask the sky. A cold light rose in his eyes.

"Boss, find someone to ask!"

At this time, Xiao Jiao seemed to think of something. His eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Don't ask Tian qingen and nod.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had appeared beside a disciple dozens of feet away.

"Say, where is the treasure house of Yuancheng?"

Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and slipped the disciple of Yuancheng up. Looking at the disciple of Yuancheng, his eyes were full of cold eyes, and he shouted loudly.

"The location of the treasure house? This boy needs to know the location of the treasure house. What does he want to do?"

"Does he really want to control our source city in his hands?"

"The location of this treasure house must not be told to him. In the treasure house, there are the cultivation resources of our source city for thousands of years!"

……

Listening to the word "treasure house", everyone instantly recovered.

At this moment, they looked at Mo Wentian, and the anger in their eyes was terrifying.

But although there was anger in their hearts, their bodies did not move at all, and their breath did not fluctuate at all.

Don't ask the terrible of heaven. They have seen that the city Lord he yuan, the strong at the peak of the heavenly king, is not Mo's opponent. These martial artists in the middle and late period of the heavenly king will not be Mo's opponent.

Those cultivation resources are important, but how can they be important!

Such an abacus, they will still play, mouth said resentment, but in fact, it is not even dare to come forward.

They are really afraid of Mo Wentian!

"I..."

"I..."

……

The disciple of Yuancheng was so lifted by Mo Wentian that his body trembled.

I hesitated for a long time, but I couldn't say anything.

"Hua Hua..."

The next moment, a burst of noise sounded, followed by a strong smell.

"Useless things, living is also a waste of resources!"

A smell of smell came in an instant. Don't ask the sky. With a sweep of his cold eyes, he saw that the Yuancheng disciple, who was being carried away by himself, was already wet under his crotch.

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a look of disgust, and then his other hand, a fist, directly blasted at the chest of the Yuancheng disciple.

"Bang..."

After several breaths, a violent explosion came.

Mo Wentian's fist directly passed through the chest of the Yuancheng disciple. It seemed that he was holding something in his hand, and there was still heat in the gap between his fingers.

"Dead, he Ming is dead. Just because he Ming didn't answer the boy's question, he killed him!"

"How miserable he Ming was! In the end, he even screamed in time!"

"This boy is really terrible!"

"The Lord of the city is dead, elder martial brother he Qi is dead, and he Wu is also dead. Who else will be the opponent of this boy in our source city?"

"Are we really going to be the fish of this boy in Yuancheng?"

……

The rich smell of blood came, and countless Yuancheng disciples came back from their shock.

Looking at the proud figure in the void, their bodies could not help shaking.