Chapter 1370

"Out of the control of the master of Tianji mountain?"

"Ask the emperor, what else do you know?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the virgin of Qingyin suddenly became serious and quickly asked.

"Qingyin saint, don't be nervous!"

"I already know what I should know and what I shouldn't know!"

Looking at the instant changing look of Qingyin, don't ask the radian raised by the corner of heaven's mouth, but it becomes more and more rich, and the discourse is even more insipid.

This is in sharp contrast to the unvoiced tone at the moment.

In fact, what Mo Wentian said is all true.

As for the situation in Tianji mountain, he has also understood the relationship between these ancient tribes and the owner of Tianji mountain.

"Ask the emperor of heaven, what is the purpose of looking for this saint?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the expression of Qingyin saint was instantly cold.

"The emperor came to you to cooperate with you!"

"You cooperate with the emperor, who will help you get out of the control of the master of Tianji mountain and help you get free!"

"And you just need to help the emperor win the Youlong blade of the Youlong clan!"

The indifferent voice sounded, but Mo Wentian's eyes twinkled with light.

I can't tell why, although it is said that the owner of this Tianji mountain has terrible strength, and controls all the forces of this Tianji mountain.

But in Mo Wentian's heart, there was a premonition that the owner of this Tianji mountain must have weaknesses, and these forces controlled by him must be able to get out of their control.

"Help us escape from the control of the master of Tianji mountain?"

"Help you win the Youlong blade of the Youlong clan?"

"Your goal is the Dragon sky map?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the virgin Qingyin's eyes flashed a touch of light, and asked in a serious way.

"That's right!"

"The purpose of the emperor coming to Tianji mountain is to win the Dragon Tongtian map!"

As for the virgin of Qingyin, Mo Wentian didn't hide it and admitted it directly.

"Ask the emperor of heaven, your cultivation is not as perfect as the king of heaven. Even if your spirit is terrible, your comprehensive strength is definitely not as good as me!"

"If you want to cooperate with our Kunpeng family, you are not qualified!"

Suddenly, it seemed to think of something. The expression of the virgin of Qingyin was instantly cold.

At the same time, a chill of monk cold hit her in an instant.

"Not qualified?"

"Saint Qingyin, this is the opportunity given to you by the emperor. The opportunity given by the emperor is only given once. If you don't seize it, don't regret it!"

Listening to the words of Saint Qingyin, Mo Wentian laughed, and his expression was even more indifferent.

In those deep eyes, there was no fluctuation at all, and there was no emotion at all.

"The saint refuses. What do you want?"

Unable to say why, Mo Wentian's face was smiling at this time, but the voiceless Saint felt a chill coming from her back, which made her body shiver uncontrollably.

"How about not agreeing?"

"Saint Qingyin, you already know the spirit of the emperor!"

"You said that if the emperor forcibly suppressed you with gods and souls, what would you say?"

Mo Wentian looked at the virgin of Qingyin, and his eyes suddenly became indifferent.

"What do you mean?"

The virgin of Qingyin looked slightly surprised.

At this moment, a bad feeling rose in Qingyin's heart.

Don't ask the sky in front of you, as if you are no longer a perfect warrior of the king of heaven, but a peerless strong man, who is countless times stronger than her.

This figure raised a trace of fear in her heart.

"That is, you don't agree to cooperate with Ben Di!"

"Then surrender at the feet of the emperor!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly cooled down.

At the next moment, don't ask the eight hundred Zhang spirit of the sky, and instantly go towards the virgin of pure sound.

"Suppression!"

"Boom..."

Although the cultivation of Saint Qingyin is half a step away from the perfection of the emperor, it is only a step away. In addition, what she is good at is to exert the power of the spirit.

But even so, her six hundred Zhang spirit was still not enough to see in front of Mo Wentian.

"Bang..."

Suddenly, the voiceless Saint opposite, since she didn't even have the slightest resistance, knelt directly on the ground with her knees soft.

The next moment, with a pop, her whole body was suppressed directly on the ground.

Her mouth was full of blood. Looking at Mo Wentian, she was even more surprised in the eyes of the virgin Qingyin.

"You..."

"How can your spiritual power be so strong?"

Saint Qingyin, at this moment, her voice trembled.

Mo Wentian's spirit reached 800 feet, which she found out. She also knew in her heart that Mo Wentian's spirit was stronger than her.

But she didn't expect that the spirit of Mo Wentian was so strong that she didn't even have the slightest resistance in front of Mo Wentian.

This really surprised her.

"The Emperor gave you a chance to cooperate with him, but you refused him!"

"Do you really think you are a scallion?"

Looking at the virgin of Qingyin, don't ask the sky with a cold face.

"You..."

The virgin of the pure sound is extremely angry in her heart.

Her pretty face turned red at this moment.

At the same time, her body was also frantically struggling. She wanted to get rid of the shackles of Mo Wentian's spiritual power, but unfortunately, the body of the virgin of pure sound could not move at all.

This is beyond the imagination of Qingyin saint. Mo Wentian would attack her on her best spirit attack.

Although there is only a difference of two hundred feet between the spirit of six hundred feet and the spirit of eight hundred feet, there is a world of difference in the power of the spirit.

Don't ask the eight hundred Zhang spirit of heaven. The virgin of Qingyin can't resist it at all.

"You know too much about Ben Di!"

"For those who know too much about the emperor, there are only two choices!"

"If you either surrender to the emperor and become the emperor's person, or you will become a dead man, you will never open your mouth“

The cold voice rang out, and a cold light was terrible in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Either surrender? Or become dead?"

"Don't ask the sky, you are too arrogant!"

"I am the saint of the Kunpeng family, and my position in the Kunpeng family is second only to the Kunpeng emperor of the Kunpeng family. If you dare to treat me like this, my entire Kunpeng family will not let you go!"

Hearing the words, the body of the pure voice Saint trembled.

For Mo Wentian's words, the virgin of Qingyin has no doubt.

At this moment, a touch of despair rose in her eyes.

But the next moment, thinking of her identity, her eyes flashed, exhausted all her strength, and said coldly.