Chapter 1888: Five hundred people left?

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Chapter 1888: Five Hundreds Leave?
"Boy, Mo Qingqing's identity, do you know?"
Looking at Mo Wentian's angry look, Mo Quyi's eyes flashed a complex light, and the corner of his mouth also raised a curved path.
"Mo Qingqing's identity?"
"Isn't Mo Qingqing's identity your Emperor of Northern Mo Heaven?"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a hint of doubt rose, and he asked subconsciously.
"Boy, it seems I misread you!"
"You don't even know Mo Qingqing's identity, you dare to take the lead for her!"
"Boy, your life won't be too long!"
"Hahahaha ..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Mo Quyi even sneered.
"Mo Quyi, what do you mean by that?"
"Tell Ben the Emperor well, what is Mo Qingqing's identity?"
"Why aren't you Qing Ying in the North Motian Realm belong to Mo Qingqing?"
Looking at Mo Quyi's sneer, Mo Wentian's anger suddenly skyrocketed.
Take a step forward, lifted Mo Quyi, and yelled coldly.
"Mo Qingqing's identity?"
"Why doesn't anyone in Mo Beiqing belong to Mo Qingqing?"
"Boy, I won't tell you this!"
"I just want to tell you that you will soon be in trouble!"
"Hahahaha ..."
Mo Quyi sneered.
That looks like he has no fear at all about Mo Wentian.
"boom……"
The next moment, a loud barking sounded.
I saw Mo Quyi's body exploded directly, a strong smell, diffused instantly.
"Boss, Mo Quyi, is this self-planted?"
Looking at this scene, hesitated for a while, and looked back at Xiao Xiao, it was difficult to conceal a bit of awesome, deep voice in his eyes.
"This must not be easy!"
Nana whispered in her mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes raised a complex light.
Unable to say why, Mo Wentian felt that there must be something behind this.
And Mo Qingqing's identity must not be simple!
"Boss, this Mo Quyi has been planted by himself. How should we deal with this disciple in the Northern Mo heavenly realm?"
And at this moment, the magical figure flashed, fell beside Mo Wentian, stretched out his furry claws, and scratched his head.
"All the disciples of Bei Mo Tianjie are all subdued!"
"If you don't want to conquer, then beheaded!"
The icy voice sounded, and the expression of Mo Wentian was extremely dignified.
The identity of Mo Qingqing and the identity of Mo Quyi are all a mystery to Mo Wentian.
Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to ask Mo Qingyi's identity from the mouth of Mo Quyi, but he did not expect that Mo Quyi chose to die without telling him the news.
This made Mo Wentian's heart more and more confused.
"Dead, the Lord is dead!"
"Does the owner have planted this himself?"
"The lord said the identity of Emperor Mo Qingqing. Isn't that the identity of Emperor Mo Qingqing, the Emperor of North Mo Tianjie? Does the emperor Mo Qingqing have any other identity?
"It is rumored that the identity of Emperor Mo Qingqing is not simple. This is why the masters of the world can't get used to Emperor Mo Qingqing but dare not do anything to her."
"The Lord is dead, what about us? What shall we do?"
...
It took a long time for these disciples of Bei Mo Tianjie to return to God from awe-inspiring.
At this moment, their hearts were even more panicked.
Mo Quyi fell, and now there are no heads of dragons in the North Mo heaven, and their hearts are panicked at this moment.
They wanted to escape from the northern Mo heaven, but in front of them, there was a strong man brought by Mo Wentian.
Without Mo Wentian's permission, it would be impossible for them to leave from Bei Mo Tianjie.
"Boss, you still need to do the things these disciples submit to!"
Listening to the discourse, the look of the magical sky, became serious, and the voice was deep.
"Ok!"
Mo asked Tianqing, and nodded.
"Listen to the disciples of Bei Mo Tianjie, your lord has fallen!"
"The Emperor gives you a chance to surrender to the Emperor!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate, the figure flashed, and he stood proudly in the void, watching the countless disciples of the North Mo Tianjie, drinking coldly.
Mo Wentian at this moment is like a king who is high above him. The breath on his body is immense.
"Submit? We have to surrender, but don't ask God? His cultivation is just the emperor's perfection, and even my cultivation has not been achieved!"
"Yes, I will not submit to him. His cultivation is worse than you and me!"
"Even if I have to surrender, I am willing to surrender to the dragon around him. Although the cultivation of the dragon is worse than the Mo Quyi Lord, his strength is terrible!"
"Yeah, I want to surrender and I'm willing to surrender that dragon!"
"Don't forget, this is the boss of the dragon, I think it must have its reason!"
...
When Mo Wentian said this, the numerous North Motianjie disciples instantly exploded the pot.
Their eyes turned towards Xiao Yan at this moment.
Xiao Qiang's strength, they have seen, but as for Mo Wentian, the breath on his body, but the emperor is complete, there is still one step away from the state of heaven.
Mo Wentian's cultivation is worse than they are. How can they be convinced in their hearts?
"The boss's strength is not measured by repair!"
"I can say that I am fighting the boss, I must not be the boss's opponent!"
Listening to the rumors, Xiao Yan stood proudly in the void and quickly said.
"Xiao Yan, since these people believe in your strength, you will subdue them!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Yan and said coldly.
"Boss ..."
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaoxiong opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but when she got to the mouth, she swallowed it.
"Little sister, you're enough to conquer!"
"As long as they surrender, they are all my disciples!"
Looking at Xiaoyan's hesitant appearance, Mo Wentian gave a slight grin, and raised a radian of the road.
"Boss, then I'll subdue these disciples of Bei Mo Tianjie!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, Xiao Yan's tight brows only stretched out and agreed.
"Master, I have something to blame!"
And at this moment, among the five hundred people, a figure stood out and looked at Mo Wentian, this person looked respectfully.
"what's the matter?"
"Say!"
The icy voice sounded, and the look of Mo Tian was indifferent.
"Master, we have something to deal with!"
"When we're done, let's go back to Devourer to find you!"
This person looked at Mo Wentian, and there was a complex light in his eyes.
"What is going on?"
Mo Wentian looked at the man, his brows frowned, and his heart was even more confused.
Mo Wentian had no idea what these people were.
These people are like him appearing out of thin air and following him, but Mo Wentian is not at all clear about the identity of these people, which makes Mo Wu Tian's heart very low.
Now, these people say they want to leave. Despite going through some things, Mo Wentian has also believed that these people are loyal to him.
But the identity of these people is really weird, which makes Mo Wentian's heart confused.
This time, he must ask something from these people.
Thinking about this, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a firm eye.
"Master, this ..."
"That's what we can't say!"
Mo Wentian's cold voice came, and the man who stood up groaned for a while and said in a deep voice.
"can not say?"
"Can't say, then you don't have to leave!"
Looking at this person, Mo Wentian's expression froze instantly, and his voice was extremely cold.