Chapter 1109

"No, this boy did it again!"

"What a strong force, get back!"

"This boy is really terrible!"

"Quit the challenge arena quickly, or our fate will be the same as those martial artists on the challenge arena!"

……

Looking at Mo Wen, the sky came towards them, and figures instantly came back to their senses.

Without the slightest hesitation, he subconsciously retreated under the challenge arena.

"It's too late to escape at this time!"

"Die!"

Looking at the crazy fleeing figures, Mo Wentian's eyes shrunk slightly, and he shot directly with a sword, falling towards the remaining 350 figures.

"Ah..."

"No..."

"Ah..."

……

As Mo Wentian's sword fell, screams rang out in an instant.

"Bang Bang..."

Immediately, figures fell directly to the ground.

A strong smell of blood, instantly diffuse.

In an instant, in front of the whole Huayue firm, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed into a river. Even the whole challenge arena was dyed bright red at this moment.

Finally, there were only twelve figures left on the whole challenge arena. Although these twelve figures still had breath, they were not far from death.

"Dead, dead!"

"A thousand disciples, the peak of the heavenly king, are dead, and only these twelve heavenly kings are left!"

The strong smell of blood came, and the flaming red shadow in the highest part of Huayue firm was full of a startling look in his eyes.

"Miss, this boy is really terrible!"

"I'm looking at the next auction. We still don't want to shoot. I'll invite the owner!"

The woman in black looked at the figure standing proudly on the challenge arena, and her eyes flashed cold and her voice sank.

"No!"

"My father is in seclusion recently. Don't disturb him!"

Hearing the words, mu Ruxue quickly drank coldly.

"Miss..."

The woman in black wanted to say something, but looking at mu Ruxue, she didn't say anything in the end.

"The heavenly king is perfect, and it's still the heavenly king!"

"They are all dead, and you are still alive!"

Don't ask the sky. Looking at the twelve figures in front of you, the corners of your mouth were slightly raised, and a evil smile spread instantly.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, don't ask the sky to walk towards the twelve figures step by step.

Among the twelve figures, there is the familiar figure, Liu Sheng.

Don't ask heaven. Every step you take seems to fall on the hearts of the remaining twelve martial artists.

Every step closer makes them feel a breath of death, approaching them infinitely.

"You..."

"What do you want?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Liu Sheng said with trembling body.

At this moment, there was no murderous spirit on his face, only a look of fear.

"What do I want to do?"

"What do you say I want to do?"

Mo Wentian didn't answer directly, but the evil smile at the corners of his mouth became more and more wanton, and he didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"I..."

"You..."

"Don't kill me!"

Liu Sheng hesitated for a long time, but finally he choked out a few words from his mouth.

"Don't kill you?"

His mouth was talking to himself. Don't ask the sky to approach Liu Sheng step by step. His eyes looked at Liu Sheng, and his face was full of coldness and arrogance.

"Yes, don't kill us!"

"As long as you don't kill us, we are willing to do whatever you want us to do!"

"We don't want the remaining eight auction items!"

"Don't kill us!"

……

At this time, the remaining eleven figures, came back to their senses, and hurriedly opened their mouths to beg for mercy.

"If you don't kill you, are you really willing to do anything for the emperor?"

Hearing this, don't ask the sky what it seems to think of. A bright and incomparable light rises in your eyes, and with a light cough, you have a very indifferent way.

"Yes, yes, we are willing to do anything as long as you don't kill us!"

Listen to Mo Wentian's words, all figures, without the slightest hesitation, almost nodded in unison.

"Very good!"

"Then open your mind and let the emperor leave his spiritual mark, and be the emperor's dog honestly!"

Looking at the twelve pleading figures in front of me, the radian raised by the corners of my mouth became more and more rich, and I was full of evil laughter.

What the devouring God Kingdom lacks now is strength. Although the twelve people in front of us have been seriously injured, they will recover soon.

As soon as their cultivation is restored, the twelve heavenly kings will be complete. Don't ask the sky, and you will not miss the opportunity to enhance the strength of the kingdom of devouring gods.

"Let go of your mind and be a dog? This boy is too arrogant!"

"In the middle of a small heavenly king, he even let the twelve heavenly kings complete and the strong become dogs?"

"Will the twelve heavenly kings agree?"

"If the twelve heavenly kings successfully promised to be the boy's dog, then the next eight auctions seemed destined to miss us!"

……

With Mo Wentian's words, countless martial artists immediately began to talk under the challenge arena.

"Let go of your mind and be a dog?"

"This..."

"Let go of your mind, our life and death are in his hands, which..."

"But if we don't let go of our minds, what is waiting for us is death in the next second!"

……

With Mo Wentian's words, the twelve figures began to talk secretly.

"The emperor's patience is not good!"

"Three breaths of time for you to consider, after three breaths, don't let go of your mind, but no wonder the emperor!"

When the voices of discussion came, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly became cold, cold voice.

"One..."

"I am willing to open my mind!"

"I'm also willing to open my mind!"

"Don't kill us, we are willing to be your dog!"

Don't ask the sky. You haven't finished counting a breath. The voices of hurried begging for mercy came quickly.

"Well, not bad!"

"You dogs are sensible!"

"Let go of your mind!"

Don't ask the sky, looking at these tianniu disciples in front of you, said coldly.

For the people of the tianniu clan, Mo Wentian now has no goodwill at all. If these people don't want to become their own slaves, he doesn't mind killing all these people.

"Yes, yes, we let go!"

"Let us go!"

……

Hearing the words, the twelve figures instantly released their minds.

"Slave God seal!"

At the next moment, don't ask Tianleng to drink, and print secrets in your hands.

With the printing rhymes playing out one by one, I saw that in the void, countless printing rhymes gathered into a simple and boundless slave word.

The word "slave" exudes an ancient and boundless breath.

"Yes!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and in the void, twelve slave words fell towards the eyebrows of the twelve figures.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

……

As the word "slave" fell in the center of their eyebrows, twelve figures instantly rolled on the ground.

It was as if they were suffering a lot at the moment.

A quarter of an hour later, twelve figures rose from the ground.

"See your master!"

"See your master!"

……

Looking at Mo Wentian, the twelve figures quickly knelt down to Mo Wentian and said respectfully.