Although the little Tiger King was filled with rage and wanted to avenge Xiao Yue Lang, he was not stupid. If he took action at this moment, the demon saint Han Qingmo would still be in the hands of Mo Wentian.
Xiao Yue Lang is important, but Han Qingmo is even more important.
"Little Tiger King, why are you so anxious? Isn't the beauty you want right here?"
Looking at the little Tiger King, Mo Wentian's face was filled with an evil smile.
"Han Qingmo, come to my arms quickly!"
Immediately, Mo Wentian snapped his fingers and called out softly, and a graceful figure appeared next to Mo Wentian. Amidst the astonished look on the little tiger king's face, he sat obediently into Mo Wentian's arms. inside.
"Momo, you..."
"Mo Wentian, what did you do to Mo Mo?"
The little Tiger King looked at this scene, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent, his hands clenched into fists, and his joints creaked.
"What have you done?"
"Your speed is too slow. I am a little bored waiting, so I just enslave this demon saint to be my dog for fun!"
Mo Wentian's face was full of smiles, and he looked as if he was harmless to humans and animals.
"What?"
"You actually refined Momo into your slave?"
The little Tiger King's eyes suddenly froze, and his deep voice was full of disbelief.
The saintly daughter of his majestic demon tribe, the woman his little Tiger King loved most, was turned into a slave by Mo Wentian
This is simply a shame for his little Tiger King and a shame for his entire demon clan!
"King, let us kill this boy!"
"That's right, this kid is just in the perfect state of the Great Heaven, so let's kill him!"
The Thunder Leopard and the Whirlwind Monkey also had murderous intent in their eyes and said in a deep voice.
It looked like he was about to take action.
Although Mo Wentian had just punched Howling Moon Wolf to death, they believed that with Mo Wentian's cultivation, he would never be able to defeat the two of them.
"Back off!"
He glared at Mo Wentian angrily and shouted coldly.
Mo Wentian can kill the Howling Moon Wolf in the Perfect Heaven Realm with one punch. Although the Howling Moon Wolf is the least cultivated among their three monsters, even if the Thunder Leopard and the Whirlwind Monkey are far away from each other in cultivation, You are only one step away, but you are still in the perfect state of the great heaven.
The little tiger king doesn't want to see the thundering leopard and whirlwind monkey get hurt again.
"Yes, King!"
"Yes, King!"
Although somewhat reluctant, Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey still answered respectfully and immediately retreated behind the Little Tiger King.
"Mo Wentian, I will kill you, and then destroy your entire Jiuyou clan!"
The Little Tiger King looked at Mo Wentian and said with an evil look on his face.
"kill me?"
"I have heard this countless times. Do you know what happens to the people who say they want to kill me every time?"
Looking at the little Tiger King, Mo Wentian said with an indifferent expression.
"What will happen?"
The Little Tiger King was slightly startled and asked subconsciously.
"die!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold and indifferent.
"Arrogant, his cultivation is not at the level of the Great Heavenly Consummation. It must be just a coincidence that he was able to kill the Howling Moon Wolf just now. The king is a powerful Heavenly Lord, so killing him is not easy!"
"This kid turned my demon saint into a slave. He must be killed!"
…
Behind the Little Tiger King, the fierce light in the eyes of the Thunder Leopard and the Whirlwind Monkey surged.
Mo Wentian is really too arrogant!
"Boy, your mouth is very powerful, but it is useless in front of this Tianjun!"
"go to hell!"
The little Tiger King's eyes were cold and scary.
Mo Wentian's arrogance had completely angered him, especially when he saw Han Qingmo sitting on Mo Wentian's lap and twisting her waist, with her obedient and docile appearance, the killing intent in his heart surged.
Among the demon clan, who doesn't know that Han Qingmo is the woman of his little Tiger King, but now, Han Qingmo is sitting on Mo Wentian's lap!
"Little sick cat, I will let you know that I am more powerful than just words!"
"war!"
Mo Wentian took a step forward, and there was a clanging sound of war.
"The tiger is coming down the mountain!"
With a cold shout, he saw a tiger hundreds of feet tall standing in the void, glaring at Mo Wentian with wide white eyes, as if he wanted to devour Mo Wentian alive.
The next moment, the giant tiger figure flashed in the void and surged directly towards Mo Wentian.
Looking at the hundred-foot tiger approaching in the void, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Han Qingmo, stop this emperor!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian pushed Han Qingmo, who was sitting on his lap, into the void.
Han Qingmo has become Mo Wentian's slave. Now she only has one thought in her mind, that is, she will do whatever Mo Wentian asks her to do, even if she knows she will die, she will not resist at all.
"The power of extreme cold!"
A flash of cold light flashed in Han Qingmo's eyes, she let out a sweet scold, and the Extreme Cold Scepter appeared in her hand.
As soon as her scepter came out, cold air surged in the void, as if it was about to be frozen.
Seeing Han Qingmo, the demon saint who suddenly came up to meet her in the void, everyone in the Tiancheng main hall looked shocked.
"Why did the demon saint come forward to greet her?"
"Isn't the demon saint looking for death?"
…
A series of exclamations sounded in the hall.
"Mom..."
"No… "
The little tiger king's movements were extremely rapid. When he saw clearly that the person coming up to him was Han Qingmo, it was already too late.
His hundred-foot-sized body collided directly with Han Qingmo.
"boom… "
There is no doubt that Han Qingmo is only in the perfect state of the Great Heaven, how can he resist the Little Tiger King who is in the realm of the Heavenly Lord.
A violent collision came from the void, and Han Qingmo's body flew backwards.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Han Qingmo's mouth. Her face instantly turned pale, and her vitality was rapidly dissipating.
"Mom..."
"Mo Wentian, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"
The Little Tiger King looked at the dead Han Qingmo on the ground, with terrifying murderous intent in his eyes, and his low growling voice was even more chilling.
"kill me?"
"Little Tiger King, you killed Han Qingmo. You killed the person yourself. Do you blame me?"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth and said with ridicule.
"Mo Wentian, if you hadn't made Mo Wentian a slave, how could she have taken action against me? Mo Wentian, it's all your fault. I will kill you to avenge Mo Wentian!"
The little Tiger King's eyes turned scarlet at this moment.
"Tiger King Divine Fist!"
As the Little Tiger King roared angrily, a pair of scarlet gloves appeared on his giant palm.
On the glove, the mysterious divine patterns flickered, looking terrifying from a distance.
"The King's Stigmata Gloves have already come out, this kid will definitely die!"
"Yes, Wang will definitely be able to smash this kid to pieces with one punch!"
…
The Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey not far away looked at the void with joy in their eyes.
"Stigmata Gloves?"
Mo Wentian looked at the little Tiger King in the void, his eyes flashing with coldness.