Chapter 1440: Is life important?

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Chapter 1440: Life Is Important?
"Submit? You beheaded our young master. You still want us to surrender. Don't even think about it!"
"Yes, what's more, your cultivation is not the perfect condition of the King of Heaven. If you let us surrender this dragon, we will consider it, but if you let us surrender to you, this is simply impossible!"
"We can't surrender, we have already transmitted the message to the patriarch, and I believe that the patriarch will be back soon!"
"When the patriarch comes back, it is your death!"
...
Countless disciples of the Youlong family looked at Mo Wentian and said with a ferocious look.
But what they said was a vow, but their bodies were honest.
At this moment, their bodies receded subconsciously.
"The opportunity has been given to you by this emperor!"
"No surrender, no wonder this emperor!"
Mo Wentian glanced coldly at those disciples of the Youlong clan, and a moment of icy killing came from his eyes.
"Little sister, do it!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and hurried to Xiao Xiao beside him.
"Okay, boss!"
"These ants can be solved in minutes!"
Hearing that Xiao Xiao quickly agreed, and his face was more confident now.
As if these disciples of the Youlong tribe in front of him, he didn't even look at them.
"Roar ..."
Immediately, Xiao Yan's figure flashed, and she became a thousand dragons, standing proudly in the void.
Long Wei, billowing from the vastness, looked terrifying from afar.
"The ants, let's go!"
The cold voice sounded.
In the void, Xiaoyan's dozens of feet of dragon tail swept directly towards the disciples of the Youlong clan.
"what……"
"Do not……"
"Don't kill ..."
...
As soon as Xiaolong's dragon tail fell, all screams rang out instantly.
The remaining disciples of the Youlong tribe now fled in haste.
At this moment, they have long forgotten what they said.
Now they only have one idea in their hearts, and that is to survive, as for the others, it doesn't matter!
"Little sister, that's enough!"
Looking at the innumerable mad dragon family disciples, Mo Wentian's eyes froze slightly, and said coldly.
"Boss, not enough!"
"I just shot it now, how can that be enough!"
"There are so many ants that have not been killed!"
Upon hearing Mo Wentian's remarks, Xiao's expression faded instantly.
He just wanted to have a good fight, but Mo Wentian stopped him.
This is like itching your feet, but just scratching it slightly across your boots. How can this relieve itching?
Mo Wentian let him end so quickly, he was naturally unwilling!
"Xiaoyu, these ants are still useful, not to mention, but just some ants, you are not challenging to fight!"
"Bendi promises you that when the emperor takes down the Youlong Blade, it will definitely create opportunities for you and let you have a great fight!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Yan's momentarily changing look, and grinned slightly at the corners of his mouth.
"Boss, what you said is true!"
"This is just some ants. Even if they are killed, there is no sense of accomplishment!"
Hearing that Xiao Xiao also seemed to make a lot of sense, but turned into a little snake directly, fell on Mo Wentian's shoulder, and nodded.
"Boss, this little sister-in-law is really fooling!"
At this moment, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the magic sky, and secretly gave Mo Wentian the voice of the road.
"This emperor is not a flicker, the war is really not far away!"
Seems to be thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.
"This dragon is really terrible!"
"One tail killed hundreds of people, and they were all powerful men who reached the emperor's realm!"
"Even if it's the joint effort of all of us, it won't be an enemy of this dragon!"
"Let's surrender!"
"I surrender, I don't want to die, I want to surrender!"
...
The rest of the figures, watching Xiao Yan's changing body shape, stayed in place for an instant.
They have returned to God, and at this moment have no desire to escape.
Because they know very well that they cannot escape if they want to escape!
"Tongtong ..."
But just a few breaths, the numerous disciples of the Youlong tribe bowed down towards Mo Wentian.
They looked without disrespect.
"Now that you are willing to surrender, take these elixir!"
Mo Wentian looked at the disciples of the Youlong family kneeling down, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly.
Speaking, Mo Wentian's mind moved slightly, and countless elixir of elixir appeared in front of everyone.
The numerous elixir piled up into a hill.
"What are these elixirs? The power that spreads out on them is so mysterious!"
"The power of the elixir seems to be the power of the soul!"
"The power of the soul? The elixir infused with the power of the soul. If we took it, wouldn't we all listen to him, and our lives and deaths should be in his hands!"
"With this elixir, what is the difference between us and the dog who became him?"
...
Watching that countless elixir appeared, countless disciples of the Youlong clan instantly exploded the pot.
Especially when they saw that the elixir contained the power of Mo Wentian's spirit, a moment of fear rose in their hearts.
What's more, at this moment, some disciples even resisted.
"My God gives you three seconds to think about it. If you don't take elixir, you will die!"
Listening to the argument, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly.
At the same time, Mo Wentian's palm was clenched into a fist. On top of his fist, a peerless dragon was roaring wildly towards those disciples of the Youlong clan.
His fist was rolling, and Mo Wentian's breath suddenly rose at this moment.
As if the next moment, that terrible power would be violent.
"Don't take elixir? The breath on him is so terrible!"
"I think we're still surrendering. The young master is not his opponent, let alone us?"
"I'm willing to take elixir!"
"I'm willing to take elixir too!"
...
The violent power came in, and countless warriors felt only a terrible killing intent towards them.
The next moment, countless warriors quickly walked towards the pile of elixir and took it without hesitation.
"Boss, it seems these lives are important!"
Xiaoxiong looked at Mo Wentian, and said slightly at the corner of his mouth.
These disciples of the Youlong tribe originally vowed to defend the Youlong tribe.
But now one by one can't wait to climb to eat the elixir that Mo Weng has the power of the soul. In this way, Mo Wun Tian looked a little funny.