Chapter 939: Against?

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Chapter 939: Battle?
"Mid-day King ..."
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaoyao, and Xiaoyao's power was rolling.
Xiao Yan's breath is from the early days of the king to the middle of the king, and the power of Xiao Yan's body is still growing, and it seems to break through.
The dragon's horns on the top of the magpie's head also grew to nine inches and ninety-nine, which was almost a foot.
But just a little worse, Dragon Horn stopped growing.
"Nearly!"
Nana whispered in her mouth, and there was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The next moment, I saw Xiao Yan's body, the vast dragon power faded, and Xiao Yan's breath was stable in the mid-term state of Heaven.
"Boss, I broke!"
"I broke through to the late days of Tianjun!"
Immediately, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, turned into a snake, slipped into Mo Wentian's arms, leaned out his head, and twisted his body's expression of joy.
"Congratulations, Xiaoyu!"
Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and his voice was a little joyful.
Xiao Xi's cultivation for ascension is also equivalent to him asking for heaven's cultivation for ascension, which is a great thing for him.
Mo Wentian was naturally very happy.
"Congratulations, Xiaoyu!"
Xuantian's figure flashed, and she also came to Xiao Yan's face and said with a happy face.
"Magic sky, my practice has broken through again, your practice is still in the realm of Heaven, you must work hard!"
Xiaoxiong looked at the magic sky, and a radian radiated from the corner of her mouth, smiling evilly.
In Xiao Yan's words, he didn't look down on Huan Tian at all. He followed Mo Wentian together with Huan Tian for so long. Xiao Huan had already regarded Huan Tian as a relative.
He said that, but it was just a joke.
"Although my cultivation is in the realm of genius, I can transmute the strong man in the early days of the emperor!"
"Little sister, if you fight, you won't be my opponent!"
Xuantian didn't get the slightest anger, but the corner of her mouth also raised slightly.
"This dragon and a monster are really ..."
Mo Wentian looked at the harmonious appearance in front of his eyes, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help raising a radian.
But the next moment, I thought of Xiao Xi ’s cultivation ascension, but his cultivation was never improved. Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a dim look.
"Boss, my practice is to break through to the middle of the heavenly king. If the warriors in the late stage of the heavenly king come to clamor, I will solve it without you.
Feeling the increasing breath in the body, Xiao Yan looked at Mo Wentian, full of confident words.
"Xiao Yun, your cultivation has increased to the middle of the heavens, but the breath in your body has not completely stabilized!"
"You still have to go into the Asking Pavilion, just be solid!"
The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a light.
He let Xiaozhang enter Wentiange for solid cultivation, because Mo Wentian already felt that there was a figure in the distance towards the Kingdom of Devouring Heaven.
If at this moment let Xiaoxiong know, according to Xiaoxiong's character, he will definitely go to war.
But the breath in his body was not completely stable, and Mo Wentian didn't want to hurt Xiaoyao.
"Boss ..."
Hearing that Xiaoxi's face instantly froze.
The next moment, the expression of joy on his face was replaced by loss, Xiaoyan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
"Little sister, let's go!"
"Cultivate with me!"
Xuantian looked at Xiao Yao's displeased look, and she seemed to be gloating, and the arc of the mouth's corners became richer.
"Cultivate and practice, wait for my practice to break through to the emperor's realm, and see if you can break through to the king!"
The voice of Xuan Tian came from the ear, Xiao Xiao scattered all the dissatisfaction in her heart to Xuan Tian.
Immediately, the figure flashed and disappeared directly into the hall.
"Why take it off me?"
"I'm also innocent!"
Hun Tian stretched out her furry claws and grabbed her head, her face full of helpless expression.
But the next moment, the fluffy figure of the magic sky flashed and disappeared.
When it reappeared, it was already in Wentiange.
Feeling that in the Tiange Pavilion, the dragon and one demon fell into cultivation, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex look.
"Chixiao!"
The next moment, it seemed to remember something, Mo asked Tian Leng.
"Emperor!"
But within a few breaths, the figure of Chi Xiao appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Chi Xiao's face was full of respectful look.
"Chixiao, gather your disciples and go to the gate!"
Mo Wentian flashed a cold, cold voice.
"Call your disciples to the gate?"
Nana whispered in her mouth, and Chixiao's eyes were full of doubt.
"Also, prepare the drums!"
Suddenly, in the eyes of Mo Wentian, a touch of dazzling light rose, a low road.
"Ready for the drums?"
In the eyes of Chixiao, he became increasingly confused.
"Not ready yet!"
Seeing Chi Xiao still in his place, Mo Wentian said coldly.
"Yes, the lord!"
"I'll get ready right away!"
The voice of Mo Wentian came from the ear, and Chixiao quickly returned to God, and quickly and respectfully said.
Then stood up and walked outside the hall.
Only when his figure came out of the hall, his heart was still full of doubts.
"Even if the emperor summons his disciples to the front door, why should he prepare a drum of war?"
"Don't think too much. Since it is the command of the emperor, the emperor must have his own order, and what I can do is to do it!"
Nana whispered to herself, Chi Xiao couldn't help shaking her head.
The next instant, Chixiao accelerated his pace and hurried towards the small courtyards.
At this moment, on the barren mountain peak, the highest peak in the ancient relics, there is a hall full of aura.
"Oblique Lord Beastmaster, my demon tribe went to eat the gods of the disciples, none of them came back!"
"And according to the disciples who guard the soul card, all the soul cards sent to disciples to eat the gods are all broken!"
A middle-aged man knelt on the ground, watching the Lord sit on a majestic old man, his voice trembling.
"Your disciples' soul cards are all broken. Elder, quickly send someone to see if the soul cards of my orc disciples are also broken!
Listening to the words of the middle-aged man, the old man's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly to the elder elder.
"Yes, Lord Beastmaster!"
"I'll check it out right away!"
The person called the elder, without any hesitation, quickly and respectfully agreed.
Then the figure flickered and disappeared directly.
However, within a few breaths, the figure appeared again in the hall.
"Master Huiyu Beastmaster!"
"Except for Qi Zhen and Qi Jing's soul card, which is broken, the remaining disciples, the soul card is intact!"
The elder said, looking respectfully at the beast owner on which the Lord was sitting.