Chapter 1267: Forcing

Wentian's voice was extremely high-pitched, with a monstrous anger, and even more terrifying pressure, so that everyone present was breathless.
Such a high respect, easily killing George, has completely shocked the group of Westerners.
Each of them looked very ugly now, and some of them even made their bodies tremble involuntarily, completely shocked by Wentian's strength.
George is almost the strongest existence among them. Although this is not absolute, it is almost an open matter.
After all, George has the title of King of Power and the existence of the fire elemental ability, which even Alexander can't compare.
People with supernatural powers, just like the people in the martial arts world of China, don't care about the rankings, they are just three or four people who are rare in front of them.
Wentian's voice still echoed continuously, and the whole secret room remained persistent and could not be calm.
This is a nightmare roar for Westerners, and it keeps their liver and gallbladder split. At this moment, they don't even dare to run away easily, afraid of Wentian chasing them.
But the group of masters of the various sects, and even those scattered cultivators, were extremely excited at this moment, each of them clenched their fists tightly, extremely excited.
Some were so excited that they shed tears. The land of China cannot be trampled on by outsiders. Outside the four seas, even if it is far away, it will be punishable!
This is the Dragon Soul of China, which is why China is regarded as a forbidden place by many countries, because it is ancient, unfathomable and powerful.
"Wen Tian Master, good job!"
A free repairman roared with tears in his eyes, showing his true feelings.
"Wen Tian, ​​the head of my country, promotes the prestige of my Chinese nation and the prestige of the martial arts world!"
"Wentian head is worthy of being the head of the next head!"
As soon as these words came out, many of the heads of the door were slightly discolored, but I have to admit that Wentian is indeed much better than them. This is a fact.
As for the flattery of these people, Wen Xuan and Wen De Na were naturally extremely satisfied. After the past events, the dignity of the misty door has declined, and this time it can be improved.
But Wentian didn't comment on all this and didn't care at all. Those eyes were still looking at the group of Westerners.
Seeing Ling Li's killing intent in Wentian's eyes, many people were frightened and almost knelt down.
"Is there anyone fighting the old man!"
Wentian roared again, his voice louder than before, deafening.
Everyone changed their colors one after another, they were so scared that they had no intention of resisting.
"No, you are the son of heaven, no one can defeat you!"
The long-haired man said hurriedly at this moment, with a very respectful expression.
Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly. Is this foreigner afraid of death? It's not much higher than the Chinese, but why do you always hear people kneeling and licking foreigners in the secular world, maybe it is a spy who infiltrated the enemy country.
The others rushed to agree at this moment, not daring to be dissatisfied.
Wentian looked at this group of people, with a trace of contempt in his eyes, and couldn't help but shout: "Will you get out?!"
Everyone looked at each other, not anger, but a sense of relief. Forgiving them, this is the best result.
"Go, let's go now."
The long-haired man said hurriedly, and then ran out towards the entrance of the cave.
The other people also moved after hearing the wind, and left the secret room one after another, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Wentian was even more disdainful of this. A group of people who were as timid as a mouse, thought they were really martial arts people, it was not worth mentioning.
At this moment, Wentian retracted his face and returned to calm, but there was still a touch of majesty in his eyes.
Seeing that group of Westerners leave, other sect masters and scattered monks raised their arms and shouted, as if they had won a very important battle.
"The head of Wentian raises the breeze of my martial arts practitioners to frighten the rats of other countries. In the future, this group of people will be more afraid of coming to China."
"Yes, if this group of people want to come again, I'm afraid they have to weigh it."
"Yeah, thanks to Wentian the head of this time, otherwise we will be really humiliated and humiliated."
The crowd started flattering again, and Wentian was the strongest right now, and they naturally had to agree with him. In case he had something wrong with him and left a group of people, there would be no place to cry.
"enough!"
Wentian shouted impatiently, and his eyes looked at the opened bronze door.
He felt the strangeness of the bronze gate at the moment, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.
Seeing that things subsided, Mao Shiba and the others did not relax a little bit. Instead, they raised their hearts, and a group of people crept to the depths of the cave entrance.
At least entering inside is much safer than this, and waiting for Su Yan to come out in there is the safest way.
However, Wentian's divine consciousness is not ordinary, for these people have already grasped it, it is impossible to escape his palm.
"If you want to escape, then I don't mind leaving your heads behind!"
Wentian yelled softly, with a threatening scent, all the masters and scattered cultivators looked at the bronze gate, not knowing why.
Wentian naturally doesn't care about this group of people, because they are not afraid at all, and this group of people is no match for him.
All he had to do now was to ask everything in it clearly, and he couldn't leave it out.
The footsteps of Mao Shiba and others froze, with bitterness on their faces, they could only obediently walk out of the cave.
"We didn't want to escape. This is a deadlock. Maybe there is a big danger in it. We were just intimidated by the fight just now and identified the wrong direction."
"No need to explain."
Wentian responded directly, staring directly at Mao Shiba with a pair of eyes shining with cold luster.
"One of you said before that my lord is still inside, is that right?"
"No, I didn't say."
boom!
Without warning, Mao Shiba didn't have the ability to resist at all in front of Wentian. He was knocked to the ground by this blow and directly vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Don't tell lies to me, or you will die and look ugly!"
Mao Shiba resisted the severe pain and stood up slowly, with a sense of horror in his eyes.
"No... I dare not."
"Who opened this dead door?!"
"I don't know that."
"This group of skeleton soldiers may be solved by your adults, where is he now!"
Wentian looked at Mao Shiba with a questioning tone, full of majesty.
Facing Wentian's coercive question, Mao Shiba didn't dare to lie anymore and could only answer truthfully.
"He is inside this dead door, and we don't know what's going on." Mao Shiba pointed to the dead door Su Yan entered and whispered.
"Who is your lord!"
"His name is Su Kai, so he is a little better than me." Naturally, Mao Shiba didn't tell the real name, so he made up a fake one.
"Be stronger, stronger, can you come back alive after entering the dead door!"
Wentian's voice suddenly rose again, causing Mao Shiba and the others to completely change color, because what he said was true, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.