"Tianzun middle stage, break it for me!"
But at this moment, a series of angry shouts sounded, and Xiaojiao's body was as powerful as a rainbow.
The billowing power spread from the little dragon.
The little dragon's dragon body started to hover in the void.
"Hoho..."
One after another dragon roars also resounded.
"Boss, what's wrong with Xiaojiao?"
Looking at the sudden changes in the little dragon in the void, Huantian's face was full of worry.
"This emperor doesn't know either!"
"However, it seems that Xiaojiao's cultivation level is still going to break through!"
Mo Wentian shook his head slightly.
But the next moment, when Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, his brows frowned again.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed the words that came to his lips.
"Boy, I can't guarantee whether Xiaojiao's cultivation can break through to the middle stage of Tianzun!"
"But I can guarantee that there will be changes on the top of the little dragon's head this time!"
As if remembering something, the old man from the ancient book looked at Mo Wentian with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Will there be changes above the head?"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes looked towards the top of Xiao Jiao's head.
I saw that at this moment, there were some areas on both sides of the little dragon's head that were bare and unlike other areas, all covered with blue dragon scales.
"Boss, why is the top of my head so itchy?"
Suddenly, the voice of the little dragon came from the void.
In the void at this moment, Xiao Jiao's dragon body was seen scurrying around, as if he was trying to rub the two bare places on his head.
It seemed like that place was itchy.
"It's itchy?"
"Senior Ancient Books, why is this?"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all and quickly asked the old man with ancient books.
"Boy, if you want to grow dragon horns, do you think it will itch?"
"Itching is inevitable!"
A trace of light flashed across the eyes of the old man with ancient books.
"Senior Ancient Books, do you have any ideas for relieving the itch?"
Mo Wentian looked at the old man with ancient books and couldn't help but ask.
"Boy, the little dragon has already endured the pain of broken dragon scales. The little dragon can definitely bear the itch of growing dragon scales!"
"It's just that after your little Jiao's breakthrough in cultivation, your Heaven Devouring God Realm will probably have to take a rest again!"
The old man from the ancient book curled his lips slightly and said in an arc. The rich voice was full of indifference.
"Senior Ancient Books, I am worrying too much!"
"I should trust Xiaojiao. This is nothing to Xiaojiao!"
Hearing this, a flash of understanding flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
At this moment, Mo Wentian was secretly grateful to the old man with ancient books.
At this moment, the weight of the old man with ancient books in Mo Wentian's heart increased even more.
Although the old man with ancient books has been following Mo Wentian for a long time, in Mo Wentian's heart, the old man with ancient books still has some weight.
But compared with the old man Shenzhu, it was far behind. After all, in Mo Wentian's heart, the old man Shenzhu was his benefactor.
Although the old man from the ancient book helped him a few times, he was much less helpful than the old man from the divine pearl.
But at this moment, Mo Wentian's respect for the old man with ancient books increased.
"Boy, give the little dragon some strength!"
"This will improve Xiaojiao's cultivation!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the old man with ancient books said in a deep voice.
"Thank you, Senior Ancient Books, for reminding me!"
Hearing what the old man from ancient books said, Mo Wentian quickly thanked the old man from ancient books.
Immediately, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged again.
Using the Heaven-Devouring Divine Technique, countless spiritual energy gathered towards the little dragon in the void again.
At the same time, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and pills appeared again.
The next moment, Mo Wentian waved his hand, and the countless pills headed towards the little dragon.
"Boss, thank you!"
Seeing the countless pills coming towards him, the little dragon thanked him, opened his huge mouth, and swallowed the pills directly.
"Buzzing..."
As he swallowed those pills, the itch on the top of the little dragon's head was instantly relieved.
The little dragon's 30,000-foot body also stopped hovering in the void.
"Boss, those elixirs of yours seem to be very effective on the little dragon!"
"Little Jiao doesn't seem to be that uncomfortable anymore!"
Looking at the changes in the little dragon in the void, Huantian's face showed a hint of joy.
"Elixirs naturally have some effect!"
A brilliant light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
An hour passed again.
"Boy, look!"
"What's growing on the top of the little dragon's head?"
Suddenly, the old man from the ancient book looked at Mo Wentian and couldn't hide his joy.
"What's growing on the top of your head?"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes looked towards the top of the little dragon's head in the void.
At this moment, two round meat balls the size of eggs grew out of the little dragon's head, one on the left and one on the right.
The meat ball had no shape at all, but it looked very soft, making people want to squeeze it.
"Boss, is that Dragon Horn?"
"But what do I think? It looks like a ball of meat?"
At this moment, Huantian also noticed the flesh ball growing on the top of the little dragon's head and asked in a deep voice.
"This is not a meat ball!"
"This is the little dragon's horns, but it's just the little dragon's horns that haven't fully grown yet!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boy, you are right, this is Xiaojiao's dragon horn!"
"It's just that Xiao Jiao's power is limited, and it's not enough to fully grow his dragon horns!"
"It seems that this time we can only let the little dragon's horns grow to this extent!"
Hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed with light and he said quickly.
As the old man in the ancient book said these words, in the void, as the old man in the ancient book said, the aura on the little dragon's body stabilized.
He has not yet broken through to the middle stage of Tianzun, but he is only one step away from the middle stage.
At the same time, the aura on Xiao Jiao's body stopped growing.
"In the middle stage of Tianzun, it seems that it is not that easy to break through!"
He muttered to himself, and the aura on Xiaojiao's body stabilized at the early stage of Tianzun.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, the figure of the little dragon flashed, and the 30,000-foot-long dragon body transformed into the shape of a little snake.
It's just that compared to the original little snake, this little snake has a better aura. Not to mention its appearance, the little dragon has two more fleshy balls on its head, and the little dragon's body is also flashing blue. Dark light.
"Little Jiao, you are like this now!"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Seeing Xiao Jiao's figure appearing not far away, Huantian laughed.
It looked like he had seen something funny at this moment.