Chapter 1133

"Slave God seal!"

The next moment, don't ask the sky without the slightest hesitation, and quickly play one by one in your hands.

One by one, the printing formulas were in the void, and quickly formed one by one slave words. On top of each slave word, a simple and strange breath instantly filled the air.

"What is this?"

"How can I feel that my spirit seems to be pulled by something!"

"What on earth does this boy want to do?"

"Don't we surrender, and he will forcibly suppress us?"

……

One by one, looking at the nine slave words in the void, their eyes were full of impressiveness.

At this moment, a bad feeling rose in their hearts.

They felt the breath on the slave word, which made their spirits tremble involuntarily.

But don't ask the sky in front of you. It's clear that cultivation is the middle stage of the king of heaven, but his spiritual power

"Boss, are you trying to force them to suppress and submit?"

Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed. Looking at Mo Wentian, he said in a deep voice.

"Ben Di doesn't have so much time to talk nonsense with them!"

"Direct suppression, if you don't submit, you will be destroyed!"

The cold voice sounded, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, your move is really powerful!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao couldn't help but exclaim.

"Mighty?"

"If you don't make a decision when it's time to make a decision, you'll be too late to repent!"

Don't ask the sky. Your eyes shrink slightly, and your face is cold.

"Boss, but the cultivation of these nine people is not low. Can your spirit bear the forcible suppression of these nine people?"

Suddenly, Xiao Jiao seemed to think of something. Looking at Mo Wentian, he said seriously.

"The slave God Yin bendi only used a few of my spiritual forces, and each of these spiritual forces reached a level of 350 feet. Among them, whose spiritual spirit can compete with this emperor?"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, don't ask the corners of heaven's mouth. You can't help but raise a trace of evil charm, and your voice is extremely confident.

"Boss, in that case, suppress it quickly!"

"After suppressing these sundries, we can go and meet magic day!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao had no worries in his heart, and his eyebrows were completely stretched, hurriedly urging him.

"Go!"

The next moment, don't ask the sky without the slightest hesitation, a cold drink, a finger.

In the void, the nine slave words with an ancient flavor went towards the eyebrows of the eight managers of mutuwu and Huayue firm.

"Don't come here, get out of here!"

"No, this is the mark of the spirit!"

"This boy is going to give us a spiritual mark and let us surrender!"

"Leave quickly!"

……

As the slave word approached their eyebrows, the figures suddenly understood.

The first time I understand, I want to escape quickly.

But it was too late, and the slave word seemed to lock them, and fell directly into their eyebrows.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

……

Immediately, screams rang out in an instant.

Nine figures, including mutuwu, seemed to be bearing great pain and rolled on the ground.

These slave words should remain in their minds. If they resist, the pain will be greater.

"This... How is this possible?"

"No..."

Suddenly, a startling scream sounded, and I saw a shopkeeper of Huayue firm, whose breath began to dissipate.

Because of his excessive resistance to Mo Wentian's divine spirit, the shopkeeper was directly crushed by the slave God seal, and finally died under the slave God seal.

"Dead!"

"Brother mujin is dead!"

"What terrible power!"

……

Seeing the figure disappear, a series of exclamations sounded.

The remaining seven shopkeepers and mutuwu looked extremely impressive. Looking at the wooden strength who died miserably on the ground, their hearts could not help shaking.

"If you still have to resist, the end will be the same as that of this person!"

Mo Wentian's eyes glanced coldly at the crowd, and his voice was full of cold words.

"I let go!"

"Let go, don't kill me!"

"I also let go!"

……

Mo Wentian's words, like needles, pierced their hearts and made them understand in an instant.

The next moment, without any hesitation, all figures, including mutuwu, released their minds.

At this moment, mutuwu even felt a little lucky. He was glad that he was willing to surrender to Mo Wentian on his own initiative, and that he did not resist, otherwise his fate was beyond doubt.

Mo Wentian must have died miserably in the hands of Mo Wentian, not only him, but also the remaining seven shopkeepers and mu Ruxue, as well as the disciples of his Huayue firm.

Thinking like this, Mutu Wu even felt very wise in his heart. He made a move to save Huayue firm.

"Buzzing..."

On the hillside, screams rang out again and again, but the sound was much lower than before.

It seems that at this moment, their pain is much lighter than before.

A quarter of an hour later, the hillside was finally quiet.

And the eight figures on the ground, at this moment, also climbed up.

Immediately, led by Mutu Wu, they all knelt down in front of Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian one by one, with a respectful look on their faces.

"See your master!"

"See your master!"

……

Immediately, a series of respectful voices rang out.

"Get up!"

"Mutuwu, report the cultivation resources in the treasure house of Huayue business to the emperor!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes fell on mutuwu.

"Yes, master!"

Hearing the words, mutuwu hurriedly said.

"From today on, you and you, don't call me master, just call me emperor!"

Listening to the master's word, don't ask the sky with a slight frown, pointing to the ten heavenly kings who had been accepted before and the eight people of the Huayue firm in front of you, saying in a cold voice.

"Yes, Lord!"

"See the emperor!"

"See the emperor!"

……

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, he knelt down towards Mo Wentian again, and said respectfully.

"In reply to the emperor, there are now ten King level perfect artifacts in our Huayue firm. The tianniu divine bow I just used belongs to King level perfect artifacts!"

"In addition, there are 50 artifacts at the peak of the king level, as well as artifacts at the late and mid King level. A total of 940 artifacts!"

Mutuwu saluted Mo Wentian slightly and hurriedly reported.