Chapter 1827 Where Did You Come From?
At the same time, there was a deep sense of regret in his heart.
If he was given another chance, it would be impossible for him to fight Mo Wentian.
But for him at this moment, it was useless to regret, Mo Wentian's spirit had already shrouded him.
"ah……"
"No……"
...
A series of screams resounded again.
"What's wrong with the world lord? The world lord seems to be suffering from some kind of pain?"
"Isn't the world lord fighting that kid with a cauldron of resentment? Why is there nothing wrong with that kid, but our world lord is in great pain!"
"This kid, did he use some kind of trick?"
"No, this is the power of the soul. I feel a terrifying power of the soul. This power is much stronger than that of our world lord?"
"Could this be the power of this kid's soul? Impossible? How could this kid have a power of soul that is more terrifying than our world lord's cultivation base in the mid-term of the emperor!"
...
Seeing Yuanyou writhing in pain in the void, the disciples of Yuantian Realm exploded in an instant.
Especially when they felt the power of the soul, their bodies couldn't help shaking.
Pairs of eyes stared at the arrogant figure in the void, their eyes were full of shock.
Although they already felt that the power of the soul was spreading from Mo Wentian's body, they still couldn't believe it.
"Nothing is impossible!"
"You surrender to me!"
"Soul, suppress!"
A cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian was unparalleled in power.
At this moment, a coercion like a king also spread from the deep mountain of Mo Wentian.
"Don't suppress!"
"Don't suppress!"
"I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender, don't use the spirit to suppress me, I admit defeat!"
"I admit defeat, I really admit defeat!"
And just as Mo Wentian finished speaking, the resentment on the opposite side knelt down to Mo Wentian with a plop, begging for mercy repeatedly.
But at this moment, a cold light flashed in Yuanyou's eyes.
He didn't really want to surrender to Mo Wentian at this moment, he said so, it was just a stopgap measure.
He wanted Mo Wentian to let go of his soul, and there was still a cauldron of resentment in his hand.
Once Mo Wentian's soul was released, he cast the Resentment Cauldron and let the Resentment Cauldron kill Mo Wentian.
It has to be said that Kuanyou's calculation was well done, but unfortunately, his calculation was wrong.
His small thoughts could not be hidden from Mo Wentian at all, and Mo Wentian would never let him breathe.
"Admitted defeat? Begged for mercy? The world lord actually begged for mercy from this kid?"
"The soul of the world master is suppressed by this kid's soul. The pain of this soul suppression is a hundred times more painful than the physical body!"
"The world master is not even this kid's opponent, let alone us!"
"I think we'd better leave quickly. If we wait for this kid to deal with the World Master before leaving, we will have no chance!"
"That's right, we still have a chance now, let's leave quickly!"
...
Seeing Yuanyou surrendering to Mo Wentian and begging for mercy, the disciples of the Yuantian Realm retreated quickly one by one.
That appearance, seems to want to quickly escape from the Resentment Heaven Realm.
Some warriors didn't even return home, and wanted to run away directly.
"Little Jiao, no one who blames the Heaven Realm can leave!"
Seeing the countless warriors wanting to flee away, Mo Wentian said hastily.
"Okay, boss!"
"Don't worry, with me here, no one wants to go out!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao quickly agreed.
Xiao Jiao was worried that he had nothing to do, when Mo Wentian said, Xiao Jiao didn't hesitate at all, his figure flashed, and quickly followed those disciples.
"Your little thought!"
"I advise you to put it away!"
"The emperor gave you the opportunity a long time ago. If you don't surrender, the emperor said that you have to suffer some flesh and blood. You can't blame the emperor for that!"
And the next moment, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Yuanyou, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said indifferently.
After finishing speaking, Mo Wentian's thousand-foot spirit directly suppressed him.
"ah……"
"ah……"
...
A series of screams resounded again.
Yuan You's body was rolling on the ground.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly.
The screams also stopped.
The tumbling figure on the ground also got up, crawled to Mo Wentian's side, and knelt down directly to Mo Wentian.
"Jianyou pays homage to the master!"
Looking at Mo Wentian with a resentful expression, he was extremely respectful.
With that appearance, he was even more obedient than a pug.
Resentment was directly suppressed by Mo Wentian with his soul, and the life and death of Resentment were all in Mo Wentian's hands afterwards.
To kill resentment, it is enough to move one's mind.
The resentment in front of him dared not show the slightest disrespect to Mo Wentian.
"Get up!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian looked at Yuanyou with an extremely indifferent expression.
In fact, this Yuanyou's strength is not bad, otherwise, Mo Wentian would not have kept him.
"Thank you, master!"
With a slight salute to Mo Wentian, Kuanyou stood up.
"Resentment, why can't this emperor directly suppress your resentment?"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Yuanyou and said in a cold voice.
"Reporting to Master, the Resentment Cauldron is my natal artifact!"
"This resentment cauldron can only be subdued by the master if I surrender first!"
"If the master needs this resentment cauldron, you can subdue it now, master!"
Kuanyou looked at Mo Wentian with an extremely respectful expression.
"I see!"
Hearing Kuanyou's words, Mo Wentian nodded.
"Boss, all these escaped disciples have been captured!"
And at this moment, Xiao Jiao's figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao said hastily.
"You take care of them first!"
"The emperor still has some matters, first deal with this matter, and then deal with those disciples!"
Mo Wentian's eyes looked around, and he found that all the disciples who wanted to escape from the Resentment Heaven Realm had been arrested, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a bright light.
"Okay, boss!"
Hearing this, Xiao Jiao quickly agreed without any hesitation.
"Yuyou, where did you get this resentment cauldron?"
The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes looked towards the cauldron of resentment.
Unable to explain why, Mo Wentian always feels that this resentment is not simple.
As for the resentment cauldron, Mo Wentian wanted to find out, so he said coldly.
"Master, I won this resentment cauldron in a valley!"
A hint of memory rose in Yuanyou's eyes.
"valley?"
"What valley?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said in a cold voice.