"Boss, congratulations on your cultivation reaching the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven!"
Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian with a hint of joy on his face.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level has improved, which makes Xiao Jiao even happier than Xiao Jiao's own cultivation level has improved.
"Boss, your cultivation has been promoted to the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven. This is a happy thing for the entire divine and heavenly world!"
Huantian's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he appeared again, Huantian's figure had appeared on Mo Wentian's shoulder.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Huantian's eyes were filled with joy.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level has improved, which is a great thing for the world of gods and heavens.
After all, no one in the divine world can compete with Qin Yi, but Mo Wentian's current cultivation level has been promoted to the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven. Mo Wentian said that he can compete with Qin Yi.
For the Shentian Realm, as long as Mo Wentian can compete with Qin Yi, and the disciples of the Shentian Realm can compete with the disciples of Qin Tianjie, they have nothing to fear.
"In the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven, it is enough to fight against Qin Yi!"
"But the cultivation of this late-stage Emperor of Heaven is still not enough if you want to stand at the top!"
Hearing what Xiaojiao and Huantian said, a complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The next moment, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's expression dimmed instantly.
“Isn’t it enough for the Emperor of Heaven’s later cultivation to stand at the peak?”
"Boss, do you want to stand at the top of the immortal world?"
"Your cultivation is in the late stage of Heavenly Emperor, but you can compete with the strong men in the late stage of Heavenly Saint. Your strength can already stand at the peak!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
In Xiaojiao's opinion, Qin Yi's cultivation is the strongest in this world of immortals.
And Mo Wentian's strength can compete with Qin Yi, so Mo Wentian has the strength to stand at the top.
However, what Xiaojiao was puzzled about was why there was no trace of happiness on Mo Wentian's face at this moment.
"My cultivation level is already in the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven, and my strength can barely compete with Qin Yi!"
"But my cultivation strength is still too poor!"
"Qin Yi is definitely not the strongest in the world of immortals!"
"And I want to stand at the top and improve my cultivation and strength!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Mo Wentian had a strong hunch in his heart that Qin Yi was definitely not the most powerful being in the world of immortals.
"Boss, do you think Qin Yi is not the strongest in the world of immortals?"
"In the immortal world, who has the strongest cultivation strength?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian felt doubt in his heart and said in a deep voice.
"This emperor doesn't even know!"
"But this emperor knows that Qin Yi is definitely not the strongest in the world of immortals!"
"There is definitely more than one person whose cultivation level is higher than Qin Yi's!"
Mo Wentian looked at Huantian and said with a cold face.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, Huantian opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.
"Little Jiao, Huantian, my cultivation level has been successfully improved!"
"But my soul has not improved yet!"
"If you protect me again, I will improve my soul!"
"Otherwise, I'm really not sure about the battle with Qin Yi in a month's time!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and Huantian and said coldly.
"Okay, boss!"
"Okay, boss!"
Hearing what Mo Wentian said, Xiaojiao and Huantian quickly agreed without any hesitation.
Since Mo Wentian has already told them to protect Mo Wentian, they will naturally protect Mo Wentian.
In fact, even if Mo Wentian didn't say anything, if Mo Wentian wanted to improve his soul, they would also take the initiative to protect Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian's soul has reached a height of 1,200 feet. If Mo Wentian's soul can be improved a little more, it will definitely be very strong.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged again without any hesitation.
"Brother Wentian, you are trying to improve your soul!"
"To improve your soul, you need a lot of training resources!"
"How about you refine these ten early-stage imperial elixirs to improve your cultivation level?"
Seeing Mo Wentian sitting cross-legged, Tianhu's eyes flashed with light and he said softly.
As he said that, Tianhu's mind moved, and the pills of the early emperor level appeared in Tianhu's hands.
"Tianhu, I still have training resources!"
"If I want to improve my soul, I definitely don't need these ten early emperor-level elixirs from you!"
Looking at Tianhu, Mo Wentian's lips curled up slightly.
Tianhu was too naive. He actually thought that he wanted to improve his soul. He had few cultivation resources, but her ten early-stage emperor-level elixirs could not be missing.
"Brother Wentian..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Tianhu opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.
"Tianhu, don't worry!"
"My soul has improved, and the training resources I have are completely enough!"
Looking at Tianhu, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.
"Brother Wentian, I will also protect you!"
Hearing this, a complicated look flashed in Tianhu's eyes, and he said softly.
Immediately, Tianhu also protected Mo Wentian.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian fell into practice.
At the same time, countless cultivation resources appeared in the void.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian used the Heaven-Eating God Technique.
As Mo Wentian used the Heaven-Devouring Divine Technique, the power of the cultivation resources gathered towards Mo Wentian.
The aura on Mo Wentian's body grew even more.
What Mo Wentian wanted to improve this time was the soul. Mo Wentian gathered all his power into the soul.
"Rumble..."
As the countless powers gathered, Mo Wentian's soul began to tremble.
The aura on Mo Wentian's body was even more terrifying.
And just when Mo Wentian was once again refining his cultivation resources to improve his soul, countless monsters and warriors exploded in an instant.
In the illusion of Huantian, some warriors and monsters seemed to feel something strange, and a complicated look flashed in their eyes.
"This is too strange. We have been on the road for so long, but Mo Wentian hasn't arrived at the place where the emperor-level mid-level elixir is!"
"Mid-stage emperor-level elixir? Don't you feel that the aura of the mid-stage emperor-level elixir has dissipated? This mid-stage emperor-level elixir must have been refined!"
"A middle-stage emperor-level pill has been refined? How is this possible? Then who refined a mid-stage emperor-level pill?"
"Yes, anyone who refines a few mid-level emperor-level elixirs at one time will explode and die!"
"I only heard that the Realm Lord of the Divine Heaven Realm entered the Shentian Mountains. The person who has the mid-stage emperor-level elixir, I think it is the Realm Master of the Divine Heaven Realm. The person who refined the mid-stage emperor-level elixir is none other than The Lord of the Divine Realm!”
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Countless monsters and warriors exploded instantly.
They also became firm in their hearts towards this person who was refining the mid-level emperor-level elixir.
After all, they have never entered the Shentian Mountains since the end of their experience in the Shentian Mountains. They only know that the master of the Shentian Realm has entered the Shentian Mountains.
In their opinion, the person who refined the mid-level emperor-level elixir was none other than Mo Wentian.
"These people are not too stupid, they actually guessed that our boss is refining the mid-stage emperor-level elixir!"
Listening to these discussions, a flash of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"They know that even the boss refining the mid-term emperor-level elixir is useless. The boss has already finished refining the mid-term emperor-level elixir!"
Hearing this, Huantian's mouth curled up slightly.