Chapter 1387

"Kuhaobin, submit to the emperor. The emperor can not only take you out of the Tianji mountains, but also your entire moyouku clan. The emperor can let you out!"

"How about escaping from the clutches of the master of Tianji mountain and getting real freedom?"

Don't ask the sky. Looking at kuhaobin's face full of resistance, his eyes flashed cold and said coldly.

For these three ancient tribes, Mo Wentian has learned almost through the little black snake.

The strength of these three ancient tribes is not low, but they are all imprisoned here by the owner of Tianji mountain, and there is no freedom at all.

What they want most is freedom, so don't ask heaven and use it as a bargaining chip to make Ku Haobin surrender.

"You're right. I want to go out. We moyouku, Kunpeng and even Youlong want to go out of this Tianji mountain!"

"But over the past tens of thousands of years, countless strong people want to go out, and they are wiped out before they go out. Your strength is certainly good, but your cultivation is really too low!"

"I don't believe you can lead us out of this Tianji mountain!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, kuhaobin's expression changed slightly.

He seemed to be a little excited about what Mo Wentian said, but the next moment, he seemed to think of something and firm his original idea.

"Don't believe what the emperor said?"

"Then you will never want to go out of this Tianji mountain!"

The cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian looked at kuhaobin, and the cold air in his eyes flickered unceasingly.

Mo Wentian is not talking about threatening kuhaobin. If he doesn't submit to Mo Wentian and don't lead them out, they really don't want to go out of this Tianji mountain.

Because I want to help the owner of Tianji mountain, and then the owner of Tianji mountain is kind enough to let them out, which is impossible.

"Brother Haobin, let's surrender!"

"The emperor promised you that he would give you the flame weapon after he used it!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's angry appearance, Qingyin Saint hurried forward to persuade him.

"Qingyin, do you really believe that he will give me the flame God gun!"

"Will he lead us out of the control of the master of Tianji mountain and get real freedom?"

The voice of Qingyin came, and kuhaobin's expression eased slightly, and repeatedly asked.

"Brother Haobin, you have seen that the emperor's strength is terrible!"

"The spirit of the emperor is even more terrifying. Even the power of the spirit of you Qinyu has been wiped away by the emperor!"

"Take the initiative to surrender, so you can avoid pain!"

Qingyin didn't answer, just the way in her eyes.

"Kuhaobin, the emperor has never been a patient person. I'll give you a chance!"

"Surrender to the emperor, or die!"

Mo Wentian stepped forward and appeared in front of kuhaobin. Looking at kuhaobin, Mo Wentian said coldly.

At the same time, don't ask the sky to launch the spirit. The spirit of 800 feet suddenly shrouded over the spirit of kuhaobin.

The power of the spirit came, and suddenly, kuhaobin only felt that the whole mind was bound, and his knees felt soft, and he had an impulse to kneel down.

But even so, kuhaobin was still struggling to resist.

"Hum..."

But it was only a few breaths, and kuhaobin was already a little unable to resist. With a stuffy hum, the corners of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.

"Brother Haobin, surrender!"

"You won't be the opponent of the emperor. If you resist like this, it will only be more painful, but the end is the same. You will be subject to the emperor's feet like me!"

At this time, looking at the painful appearance of kuhaobin's resistance, a complex light flashed in Qingyin's eyes, comforting way.

"Qingyin, get out of the way!"

"Spirit suppression!"

Seeing that kuhaobin was still making this resistance, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly became cold and shouted angrily.

The next moment, don't ask the power of the terrible spirit, but directly spread into the spirit of kuhaobin.

"Poof..."

At the moment when Mo Wentian's spirit entered, a mouthful of blood gushed out of kuhaobin's mouth.

"If you don't surrender, you'll die!"

The cold voice sounded, and don't ask the strength of the spirit of heaven, which became a little bigger.

In fact, Mo Wentian is not really going to kill kuhaobin.

Not to mention keeping kuhaobin, what's the strength of kuhaobin, let's say that kuhaobin's identity as the young master of the demon Youku clan, don't ask the sky, and you won't see kuhaobin beheaded.

Keep kuhaobin, but it can arouse the contradiction between the demon Youku clan and the Youlong clan, as well as the Kunpeng clan and the three ancient clans. How could he easily kill it?

But these kuhaobin didn't know. He only knew that he couldn't bear the terrible power of God and soul.

At this moment, his pride was completely defeated by the power of this terrible spirit.

"I..."

"I am willing to submit!"

Suddenly, kuhaobin looked at Mo Wentian and spit out a few words from his mouth, as if these words needed a lot of strength.

"Poop..."

With that, kuhaobin knelt directly on the ground.

"It seems that you are sensible!"

Looking at kuhaobin who knelt on the ground, don't ask the corners of heaven's mouth and raise a radian.

"Now that you have surrendered, let your mind go!"

Seems to think of something, don't ask the sky, looking at kuhaobin, coldly shouted.

"Let go of your mind?"

Listen to the words "let go of your mind", kuhaobin's expression changed again.

"What?"

"This is not willing to let go?"

Looking at kuhaobin's stupefied appearance, don't ask the God of heaven for a cold way.

"I'm willing to let go!"

"I let go!"

Kuhaobin's eyes were full of panic.

Don't ask the power of the divine soul that envelops his divine soul, but it's terrifying.

That terrible spirit, as if it could shatter his spirit, he was really afraid!

He was afraid that asking the heaven would really shatter his spirit and kill him!

"Slave God seal!"

And at the moment when kuhaobin's mind was released, don't ask the sky for a flash of cold light in his eyes, and he shouted coldly.

Immediately, don't ask the sky to play one by one.

The next moment, I saw a simple and unparalleled slave word formed in the void.

With the appearance of the word "slave", a vast breath spread instantly.

"Yes!"

With a sharp drink, the slave God seal went directly to the center of kuhaobin's eyebrows.

"Ah..."

Kuhaobin rolled on the ground, as if he was suffering a lot at the moment.

Kuhaobin's eyes were filled with horror and screams.

A quarter of an hour later, kuhaobin's scream stopped.

The next moment, kuhaobin got up from the ground and knelt respectfully in front of Mo Wentian.