Chapter 1747

"Boss, the people from the outside world are not weak in cultivation, can we resist it?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the little Jiao's eyes flashed with light, and said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, the purpose of their coming is not us, it's the phantom fruit!"

Mo Wentian seemed to have thought of something, the corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and raised an arc.

"Boss..."

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"boom……"

The next moment, a violent sound came, and countless warriors swarmed in outside the palace.

"Look, there are really people in this palace!"

"The aura on this person is only in the mid-emperor stage. How did he get in?"

"No, the two monsters beside him are not weak in cultivation, maybe he came in with the two monsters!"

"Didn't you say that there is an eight-armed ape in this palace? And the cultivation of that eight-armed ape has reached the late stage of Tianzun, what? They came in, didn't the eight-armed ape stop them?"

"Yeah, looking at them, it seems that they have been here for a long time!"

...

As soon as they entered the main hall, looking at the figures of Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao and others, countless warriors started to discuss in an instant, and a flash of concern flashed in their eyes.

In their view, Mo Wentian's cultivation was only in the mid-emperor stage, such a cultivation was like an ant, and they didn't take it seriously at all.

They were very surprised how Mo Wentian got into this palace.

After all, relying on their strength, they dare not enter the palace alone, and some warriors who have entered the palace before are even more surprised at this moment.

They have experienced the dangers in this palace. They have come outside this palace and stayed for three full days. No one entered the palace for these three days.

That is to say, Mo Wentian had already entered the palace three days ago.

After staying in the palace for three days, how could He let them not be surprised?

"Boy, who are you?"

"Report your name!"

But at this moment, an incomparably burly figure stood out from the crowd, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a fierce look on his face.

The standing figure and the aura on his body have already reached the middle stage of Tianzun, and it is only one step away from the late stage of Tianzun.

Mo Wentian didn't pay attention to it, but looked at the other warriors.

This standing figure, whose cultivation level is only in the late stage of Tianzun, with Mo Wentian's current strength, he really didn't pay attention to it.

"Boss, this person seems to be calling you?"

And at this moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder, saying in a deep voice.

"calls me?"

"This person wants to fight, Xiaojiao will leave it to you!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed an incomparably cold light.

"Okay, boss!"

"A warrior in the mid-term of Tianzun, I am just about to fight to see what kind of state my strength has reached!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao quickly agreed without any hesitation.

Since his cultivation broke through to the realm of Tianzun, he hasn't had a good battle yet.

The cultivation of the person in front of him has reached the middle stage of Tianzun, and this kind of cultivation is just enough for him to fight.

"Who is this kid? Yu Liuliu was talking to him, but he didn't even pay attention!"

"This kid's cultivation is only in the mid-emperor stage. With such a cultivation, he dares to despise Yu Liuliu. I think he is courting death!"

"That's right, Yu Liuliu's temper is notoriously irritable. He lost face in front of so many people. It is impossible for Yu Liuliu to let that kid go today!"

"This kid, it's been a miserable day, and it looks like he's going to die at the hands of Yu Liuliu!"

"Don't underestimate this kid, this kid was able to enter the palace before we entered the palace, and stayed for three days, his strength must not be weak!"

"Yeah, it looks like there is a good show to watch!"

...

Seeing that Mo Wentian didn't pay any attention to Yu Yiliu, countless warriors immediately started making noise.

Among them, most warriors thought that Mo Wentian was courting death for angering Yu Liuliu.

But among the crowd, there was an extremely thin figure with an ordinary aura, but his eyes suddenly shrank.

He always felt that Mo Wentian was not a simple person!

"Son, what am I talking to you about?"

"What kind of attitude is this? You don't pay attention to me, Yu Liuliu, at all!"

Hearing these discussions, Yu Liuliu was about to explode, and the anger in his heart was rising.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all, and his voice was extremely cold.

"Yo……"

"What did you say? Are you talking to Emperor Ben?"

"I thought it was a dog barking!"

Seeing Yu Liuliu walking straight towards him, Mo Wentian grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said with an arc.

It seemed that he didn't know that Yu Liuliu was talking to him, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his words.

Just now, Mo Wentian checked the cultivation of all the people who entered the palace.

In this palace, the person with the highest cultivation base, if his guess is correct, is that thin figure.

Among these warriors, the weakest ones are all in the middle stage of Tianzun.

There are a total of twenty people in their group, and the cultivation of twenty people has reached the middle stage of Tianzun.

As for Yu Liuliu in front of him, among the twenty people, his cultivation is only in the middle position.

"Yu Liuliu, this is your courting death, but you can't blame this emperor!"

"It can only be said that your clamor has hurt you!"

His eyes shrank suddenly, and Mo Wentian said secretly in his heart.

At this moment, Mo Wentian secretly had a plan in his heart.

This first-class cultivation is in the middle of this group of people, and he can scare many people by killing chickens and monkeys.

With Mo Wentian's current strength, it is no problem to kill a warrior in the mid-stage of Tianzun, but in front of him are twenty warriors above the mid-stage of Tianzun, Mo Wentian is not sure.

But if he kills Yu Liuliu, the young bird in front of him, at least those warriors whose cultivation level is lower than Yu Liuliu's, or who are almost the same, can be shocked.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's heart secretly became firm.

"What?"

"Boy, how dare you call me a dog?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Yu Liuliu's eyes widened, and the aura in his body also rapidly rose.

The killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes was extremely wanton.

In front of so many people, Mo Wentian called him a dog, which was simply a shame to him. How could this make Yu Liuliu feel like a human being?

"Squeak..."

At this moment, Yu Liuliu clenched his hands hanging on both sides, and his joints creaked.