"Want me to die?"
"There are many people who want me dead, but you are the one who wants me dead!"
"With your strength, you can't even be ranked, and you still want me to die?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the little child's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Mo Wentian said so, but this little child didn't believe that Mo Wentian could kill him.
After all, his cultivation has reached the realm of the late Heavenly Emperor. Generally speaking, with his cultivation, it would be easy to kill Mo Wentian, a warrior in the early stage of the Heavenly Emperor.
But at this moment, he had no confidence in his heart.
After all, it was him who was hurt by Mo Wentian.
"Yeah?"
"This emperor will show you today who is the one who will kill you!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body was extremely terrifying.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had appeared in the void.
Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed again, and Mo Wentian's figure transformed into nine paths.
The nine Mo Wentian figures are exactly the same. The nine Mo Wentian figures are exactly the same, both in appearance and breath.
At this moment, the little child looked at this scene with shock in his eyes.
He simply couldn't tell which one was Mo Wentian's true form.
And while this man was still in shock, nine Mo Wentians holding the Heaven-Devouring Divine Realm were already heading towards him to kill him.
"Want to kill me?"
"You don't have this ability yet!"
Looking at the nine Mo Wentian, the long chain in this man's hand started to swing.
But there were nine Mo Wentians on the opposite side, attacking him from different angles. It was impossible for him to escape.
"die!"
The word "death" fell, and the nine Mo Wentians in the void, holding the Heaven-devouring Divine Sword, chopped off the little child's head directly.
"No… "
"ah… "
…
This person's chain couldn't stop Mo Wentian at all.
Mo Wentian's Heaven-Eating Divine Sword directly cut off the little child's head.
Streams of blood flowed from the child's head, and a strong smell of blood spread out.
People can't help but feel nauseous when they smell this smell.
"boom… "
The next moment, the figure fell directly to the ground.
The vitality in his body quickly dissipated.
This monster was killed by Mo Wentian.
In fact, the strength of this monster is quite good.
Otherwise, Mo Wentian wouldn't have to put in so much effort.
"Dead...dead!"
"You were actually killed by the boss like this?"
"Isn't this monster very strong?"
"The boss was killed so easily?"
“Boss’s strength is really too strong!”
But at this moment, the fat man walked towards Mo Wentian, his eyes hard to conceal his astonishment.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't even have believed it. Mo Wentian actually killed this monster like this.
"Is it really too strong?"
"My strength is still far behind!"
Mo Wentian's expression instantly became extremely serious.
Mo Wentian was very dissatisfied with his current strength.
He wants to stand on the pinnacle of the Celestial Realm, and he wants to take his Heaven-Devouring Divine Realm to stand on the pinnacle, but he is still far from it.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's expression darkened.
"Boss, your strength is far from enough, what about my strength?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Fatty blurted out almost subconsciously.
"Your strength?"
"If you practice hard, your strength will naturally improve!"
Mo Wentian looked at the fat man in front of him, reached out and patted the fat man on the shoulder, and said encouragingly.
"Will it improve naturally?"
"Boss, do you believe that my strength will really improve?"
"But my cultivation has reached the perfection of Tianzun a hundred thousand years ago. I actually really want to make a breakthrough in my cultivation!"
"But for some reason, my cultivation level just can't break through!"
Fatty looked at Mo Wentian and said seriously.
"You really want to achieve a breakthrough in your cultivation?"
"Didn't you deliberately suppress your cultivation level and not break through, just to participate in the battle for the honorable list?"
Hearing Fatty's words, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with shock.
He had always thought that Fatty's cultivation was in the realm of Tianzun's perfection and that Fatty could suppress it and not break through, so he only wanted to participate in the competition for the Honorable List.
Unexpectedly, Fatty's cultivation level has not broken through in a hundred thousand years.
Although it is not a simple matter to break through from the realm of Heavenly Lord to the realm of Heavenly Emperor.
But in a hundred thousand years, no matter who it is, they can break through to the realm of the Emperor of Heaven.
Why hasn't the fat man made a breakthrough in his cultivation
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's brows knitted together.
"Boss, it's not about the competition for the honorary list!"
"My cultivation level just can't be broken through!"
Hearing this, the fat man became a little anxious and said quickly.
"Fat man, can you relax your mind and let me investigate!"
"Maybe this emperor can find trouble in you!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at the fat man in front of him, with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Relax?"
As soon as he heard Mo Wentian say that he should relax his mind, Fatty immediately became vigilant.
It's not that the fat man didn't know what it meant to expand his mind. After all, he originally watched Mo Wentian subdue those six-winged bats.
He was grateful to Mo Wentian, but he couldn't treat Mo Wentian like this.
After all, he just wanted to recognize Mo Wentian as his boss, rather than becoming Mo Wentian's slave.
"Fat man, I don't want you to surrender to this emperor!"
"I just want to see why your cultivation has been unable to break through!"
Mo Wentian saw Fatty's hesitation, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice.
"Boss, I..."
"I have the heart of a villain to judge the heart of a gentleman!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the fat man felt ashamed.
Mo Wentian didn't have any thoughts about him at all. Mo Wentian just wanted to help him.
"Fat man, let go of your mind!"
"I will investigate for you, and we will end this dispute over the honor list. If I find the reason this time, I will definitely solve it for you!"
Mo Wentian looked at the fat man and said seriously.
"Thank you, boss!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Fatty quickly thanked him.
At this moment, Fatty felt extremely grateful.
He was really grateful to Mo Wentian. He, the fat man, had never met anyone who was as kind to him as Mo Wentian.
At this moment, the fat man's eyes turned a little red.
"You don't need to thank me!"
"From now on, you will follow me well, and I will not treat you badly!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.
"Boss, don't worry, there's nothing good about me fat guy, but I will definitely do what I promised!"
The fat man looked at Mo Wentian and said firmly.
"Fat man, I believe in you!"
Mo Wentian reached out and patted the fat man on the shoulder and said seriously.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, the fat man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"This monster was killed by this emperor!"
"I have already said that I need this demon pill, so I won't give it to you!"
The next moment, as if he thought of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.
"Boss, you took this demon pill from the beginning, it belongs to you!"
The fat man looked at Mo Wentian, grinned slightly, and said with a hint of curvature.
"Fat man, you can talk!"
"It's quite nice to have a little brother like you by my side!"
Mo Wentian looked at the fat man in front of him and became more and more satisfied.