The arrangement of nearly 3,000 people is really a matter of hard work, but with the butler Fu Quan, Mo Ran doesn't need to do anything at all. He is only responsible for conveying his meaning to Fu Quan.

After struggling for more than a day, Mo Ran felt tired, but Fu Quan kept maintaining a high level of excitement. As a result, Mo Ran also saw the cuteness of this poor old man.

"I have been trapped in the Poison Lord Tower for hundreds of millions of years, and there is not even a person to talk. It is indeed pitiful." Mo Ran shook his head and smiled bitterly, turned around and wanted to leave.

At this moment, his eyes swept across Wan Ning not far away, and Mo Ran couldn't help but frown.

Although Wan Ning has become a fighter who doesn't want money, in order to better protect his own safety, his cultivation level cannot always maintain the status quo, so Mo Ran threw Wan Ning into the past heart. Perhaps this is the only thing that can make Wan Ning feel happy. But now it seems that he is not in a good mood.

"Wanning~" A soft call was called out, and Wanning saw Mo Ran and walked slowly over.

"Master~" He gave a respectful salute, and Wan Ning would not speak anymore.

Mo Ran glanced at Wan Ning and asked, "Is it comfortable to live?"

I don’t know why Mo Ran asked this, but Wan Ning could only answer: “Go back to the master, yes.”

"Then why are you frowning?" Mo Ran shouted in a deep voice.

Wan Ning turned around and looked at the bustling crowd, and answered neither, nor could he not answer, so he had to stand there and speak silently.

Seeing this, Mo Ran understood a little and said, "First go see Sun Xingrui with me, and come back to arrange a secluded place for you."

Wan Ning was stunned when he heard this, and raised his head and his eyes were full of incredible expressions. He never thought that Mo Ran would be so kind to him, and even his own thoughts were considered. He was a prisoner.

"What? Don't want to?" Seeing Wan Ning silent, he stood there on the spot, Mo Ran's voice was slightly heavy.

"No, Wan Ning thanked the master." Wan Ning of course was willing. In his eyes, no one standing here could see him. Being with these people was too inconsistent with his identity. Mo Ran arranged something else for himself. In other words, even if he was unwilling, he could not say it out. After all, his life was still in the hands of others.

"Okay, come with me."

Mo Ran pretended to be cold and serious, in order to tell Wan Ning that Mo Ran was his master and could never change it.

He snorted coldly, and the two of them had their past hearts in the blink of an eye and rushed directly to the Divine Cauldron of Creation.

Today, the Divine Cauldron of Creation has become a place where Mo Ran takes prisoners. Wan Ning used to do so, and now Sun Xingrui is no exception.

In the first floor of the Creation Divine Cauldron, the innate True Yang Fire Furnace, Sun Xingrui is commanding four subordinates to fight against the True Yang Fire Spirit.

Mo Ran underestimated Sun Xingrui before, but he didn't expect that he could use formations. No wonder the four capable subordinates were both high-level gods. Mo Ran took a look and saw that it was not the Sifang Qimen Formation or something?

No need to think too much about it, Sun Xingrui was born in the Fire Domain and should have known Qi Huan at the time. I am afraid that these four-sided Qi Gate formations were also taught by Qi Huan. However, due to Sun Xingrui's strong strength, the four-sided Qi Gate formations he used were relatively powerful. At least Mo Ran believed that if he had met not Qi Huan but Sun Xingrui, he would not have been able to break his formation.

But now it’s different. Mo Ran has the realm of a first-level divine emperor, and the magical spirit array technique is naturally much more subtle. At this moment, the four-sided Qimen formation that is displayed in front of him is no different from playing house with a child.

The first level of space is nothing to a middle-level God Emperor powerhouse. It is nothing more than relying on time to consume his vitality.

Sun Xingrui, who was beating and scolding the four subordinates to conduct the Qimen formation, obviously did not have a good time. Perhaps the fire waves here have the characteristics of immortality. Even though Sun Xingrui attacked for a long time, he could not find any way out. Now he has long disappeared from the dashing look of the wind when he first met. His white shirt was burned in tatters, and even the dragon bun was dispersed, like a wild ghost burning red.

When he got closer, Mo Ran waved his hand and the Zhenyang Fire Wave separated to both sides obediently. Suddenly, the space surrounding Sun Xingrui and the five others was surrounded. The Fire Wave disappeared, and only a few meters away, a huge fire circle was spread out, tightly surrounding the few people.

The fire waves faded, the temperature dropped sharply, and the four major trunks who had been busy all the time were able to breathe, and sat down on them with a big mouthful of breath and gasped.

Sun Xingrui raised his head and happened to see Mo Ran's face. The anger that had been surrounded by Zhenyang Fire Wave for a long time finally burst out: "It's you? Mom, let me trap this place, I want to kill you." This is indeed a ungrateful 25. After staying for so long, reason still has no impulse to defeat.

Mo Ran did not move, but frowned slightly, and Wan Ning, who was beside him, took action.

"Pa~" Before Wan Ning could move, a crisp slap sounded from the Divine Cauldron of Creation.

I knew that Mo Ran had something to ask Sun Xingrui, but Wan Ning didn't take any ruthless action, but after all, he was still a powerful emperor. Just these two slaps were enough to make Sun Xingrui dizzy and fall off his teeth.

"If you scold me again, you will cut off your tongue." After the beating, Wan Ning shouted coldly.

Seeing Wan Ning again, Sun Xingrui suddenly lost his temper and was silent. As for the four great generals, he had never dared to say anything.

Mo Ran looked at Sun Xingrui with a cold face, and said in a low voice: "Ask you, answer you, if there is any concealment or falsehood, your fate will become the same as theirs."

As he said that, Mo Ran waved his hand, and the four high-level gods turned into powder, and four white souls rushed into Mo Ran's hands quickly.

With a thrust of four high-level gods, the other party did not even have the power to resist, which is enough to show that Mo Ran is not as simple as the first-level god emperor on the surface, and he must have the same strength as himself.

Sun Xingrui was shocked, and then he remembered the story his father had told him about the battle at the Poison King Tower, and his whole body shivered.

He looked free and killed people invisibly with his hands raised, and there was no fluctuation on his face, which fully demonstrated that Mo Ran was not a good person.

Li Gui used the method of controlling the mansion in the Poison King Tower to pass on four souls to Lianxiang to improve his strength. Mo Ran asked: "How many people have Yaori sent to chase me?"

In addition to the Thunder Domain, the nine divine realms have deep friendships with me, the other eight realms have the will to kill themselves. Since they have become wanted criminals in the eight realms, Mo Ran needs to understand how powerful the team that chases them is.

At this time, Sun Xingrui did not dare to hide it, so he hurriedly replied: "One emperor, twenty-eight powerful god emperors."

I was afraid that Mo Ran was angry, Sun Xingrui thought for a while and said, "There are five high-level divine emperors, eight intermediate-level divine emperors, and fifteen initial-level divine emperors."

"Who is the Emperor? Or Yaoyue?" Mo Ran asked again.

Sun Xingrui nodded.

"Hmph~, Yao Ri can see this emperor, the twenty-eight God Emperors, and the super strong men in the Fire Domain are half here."

This is not required for Sun Xingrui to answer. Mo Ran had already learned the strength of the nine divine realms through Wan Ning. Among the nine divine realms, each divine realm has three emperors, the powerful divine emperors above half a hundred, and the twenty-eight divine emperors should have reached half of the number of super-strong people in the Fire Realm.

"It seems that the other major divine realms are similar." Mo Ran thought of this.

"Which of the five high-level god emperors is the most powerful?"

"Yin Xi~" Sun Xingrui replied.

At this time, Wan Ning interrupted, "Master, Yin Xi is a strong man on the list of God Emperors, ranked 72nd, much stronger than Sun Yuan, and highly valued by Yao Ri. He was once awarded the Astrological Flame Palm of Pingtian Ghost."

"Oh? The strong man on the God Emperor List?" Mo Ran smiled slightly when he heard this.

At this moment, Yi Qiankun's voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Yin Xi? Moran, this person was originally the brother of the Creation Emperor, the Creation Emperor, who died several years ago. He had a method of creating a flesh-bodied body in his hand. He found a way to catch this person. The hope that the three of us can come to Tianwu again is all on him."

When Mo Ran heard Yi Qiankun's inexplicable cry of surprise, he couldn't help but feel happy. What he lacked the most now is a super strong man like Wanning. If he could really revive the three old emperors Yi Qiankun, he would add a lot of capital to his hands.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran pretended to be calm and asked: "I will give you a chance, can I contact Yin Xi?"

Sun Xingrui naturally didn't know what Mo Ran was going to do, but when he heard that Mo Ran was looking for Yin Xi, he was secretly happy. If he really contacted Yin Xi, his hope of being rescued would become extremely great.

As soon as he thought of this, Sun Xingrui hurriedly replied: "Yes, the messenger crystal sign in my hand has Yin Xi's divine thought."

"Okay. Go out with me and find a way to contact Yin Xi, and just say that you are in trouble and need his help."

After giving an order, Mo Ran wanted to take Sun Xingrui out of the Divine Cauldron of Creation. Wan Ning was shocked and hurriedly said, "Master, no."

"Huh? Why?" Mo Ran turned around and asked with a frown.

Wan Ning said: "If the news spreads, it will inevitably arouse Yin Xi's suspicion. At that time, he may not be the one who comes."

Wan Ning's worries are right. Nowadays, it is the time when the Eight Great Divine Realms chase Mo Ran. Yin Xi is definitely not a fool. Sun Xingrui will look for him in trouble. If he doesn't look for Sun Yuan, he won't believe it if he says it.

Of course, this is the point, but strange thing is, why does Wanning care about him so much? According to common sense, if he is captured, Wanning should be the happiest one.

Looking at Wan Ning strangely, Wan Ning was furious. Perhaps seeing Mo Ran’s doubts, Wan Ning said sincerely: “Master, Wan Ning has no other intentions, but is actually worried about the safety of the master.”

Mo Ran was happy now and smiled and said, "I can't tell that you are quite loyal. Don't worry, there will be no trouble. Even if there is something wrong, won't you still have?"

As he said that, Mo Ran ignored Wan Ning again and directly came out of the Divine Cauldron of Creation.
Chapter completed!