"Mo Wentian, what do you want to do?"
The little tiger king's soul was full of anger in his eyes, and he wanted to struggle, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from Mo Wentian's hand.
"What?"
"If you fall into the hands of this emperor, you will certainly die!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness, and then he exerted force with his palms, and the little tiger king's soul screamed in agony.
"No… "
"ah… "
The little Tiger King's soul was directly wiped away by Mo Wentian.
Countless soul powers vibrated around Mo Wentian!
"Magic Dzi Bead!"
"Swallow!"
"Buzzing..."
As the seals were played one by one, extremely terrifying suction force came from the Magical Dzi Bead. The power of countless souls surged into the Magical Dzi Bead like a tide.
"Buzzing..."
Huan Dzi Bead couldn't help but tremble.
As countless soul powers entered the Magic Dzi Pearl, Mo Wentian seemed to see the two figures in red clothes and red clothes in the Magic Dzi Pearl, and they both trembled slightly.
"Red..."
"Hongshang..."
"They are absorbing soul power!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with surprise.
Red clothes and red clothes can absorb soul power, which means that if Mo Wentian gives them enough soul power to absorb, they will come back!
"Brother Wentian..."
"Emperor..."
"Ancestor..."
…
At some point, Chi Xiao and others had arrived beside Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian one after another, with worry in their eyes.
"I'm fine!"
A flash of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and with a thought, he put the Magic Dzi Pearl away and said in a deep voice.
"king… "
"The capital is dead, let's run away!"
The eyes of Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey were filled with unparalleled astonishment, and their hearts were even more trembling.
Who is this young man in front of me!
He was clearly in the realm of perfection with great cultivation, but he killed all the little tiger kings in the realm of the heavenly king. Even after killing them, he even swallowed up the souls of the little tiger kings.
This is simply evil!
"The son of the demon king and the saint of your demon tribe are both dead!"
"It's time for you to hit the road!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian turned his eyes and looked at the trembling Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey not far away. His cold voice was like a sharp sword piercing their hearts.
Mo Wentian had no mercy for the demon clan. If these people came to die, he, Mo Wentian, would help them.
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"
"Jian Po Tian!"
Leng shouted, and the next moment, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
Immediately, Mo Wentian was seen taking action with his sword, slashing directly towards the Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey in the void who were trying to escape crazily.
"Do not kill me… "
"No… "
…
Looking at that terrifying sword attack, screams rang out one after another. The auras of the thundering leopards and whirlwind monkeys in the void also completely dissipated. In a moment, the screams disappeared.
Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey fell!
"The emperor's cultivation level has increased again?"
"The strength of the ancestor is really terrifying. In the perfect state of the great heaven, he actually killed the powerful heavenly king. This is simply..."
…
In the Celestial City, the figures looked at Mo Wentian with awe-inspiring faces.
"How can we waste the little tiger king in the realm of the heavenly king!"
"Little Jiao, Huantian is my protector!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian once again looked at the dead body of the little tiger king in front of him, with a cold and cold light rising in his eyes.
"Yes, boss!"
"Yes, boss!"
The figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian instantly appeared beside Mo Wentian, their eyes twinkling.
"Brother Wentian, I will also protect you!"
"Protect the emperor!"
"Protect the ancestors!"
…
In the Tiancheng, cold shouts rang out one after another, and all the warriors sat down cross-legged and surrounded Mo Wentian tightly.
"You all retreat, it is enough for Xiaojiao and Huantian to be my protectors!"
Mo Wentian looked at the excited figures in front of him, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Master!"
"Brother Wentian, I..."
…
One after another, the figures retreated despite some reluctance.
"All the strong men of Tianjun were killed by the Emperor. How strong is the Emperor's combat power now?"
"I think my ancestor's cultivation will soon break through to the realm of the Heavenly Lord!"
"The Great Heavenly Realm can kill the powerful Heavenly Lord. How terrible would it be if the ancestor broke through to the Heavenly Lord?"
…
One after another figures left in a mighty manner, and the whole Tiancheng started talking about it.
Listening to these discussions, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.
The remaining seven people from the Jiuyou Clan still don't know Mo Wentian's true identity. After these few stops, these seven Jiuyou Clan disciples have been recognized by Mo Wentian.
In Mo Wentian's mind, strength is not important, the most important thing is loyalty. Strength and cultivation can be improved through cultivation resources, but loyalty cannot be improved through cultivation.
"The announcement of the true identity is not far away!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and a cold gleam flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, he took a step forward and came to the side of the little tiger king, the son of the demon king. The next moment, his palm was placed on the head of the son of the demon king.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
"Swallow!
Mo Wentian gave a cold shout and directly started to use the Heaven-Eating God Technique.
"Rumble..."
Waves of sword energy vibrated crazily on Mo Wentian's body.
A powerful suction force came from Mo Wentian's body, and that force seemed to be able to swallow everything.
"The Emperor is swallowing it up, what a terrible suction!"
"Quickly retreat!"
"Retreat quickly, this power is too terrifying!"
…
In the Celestial City, the figures sped up and fled frantically, as if they were afraid that this terrible suction force would swallow them up.
The next moment, the body of the Little Tiger King, the son of the Demon King, exploded, and countless pieces of blood were crazily devoured by Mo Wentian.
As the blood energy of the Little Tiger King, the son of the Demon King, was devoured, the sword star core in Mo Wentian's body shone endlessly, appearing mysterious and boundless.
"Purple Emperor body..."
"We're about to break through again!"
As if he had discovered something, Mo Wentian's eyes burst out with an extremely terrifying light.
On Mo Wentian's body, layers of supreme-like deep purple light rose up, and the bright light was extremely dazzling.
"Wow..."
But the next moment, all the pure purple light on Mo Wentian turned into fragments and disappeared.
Immediately, Mo Wentian's body was replaced by a layer of deep purple light.
The deep purple light carries a supreme aura, making it look extremely noble.
"The Purple Emperor's body is complete!"
"The strong man Tianjun's blood is still pretty good!"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly.
"Now that my cultivation has reached the Great Heavenly Perfection, and the Purple Emperor's Body has also broken through to the Perfection, I have no fear even if I face the powerful ones in the middle stage of the Heavenly Lord!"
"Even if you encounter a late-stage Tianjun or even a powerful Perfectionist, it is already impossible to kill me!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath and muttered to himself.
"Huhuhu..."
Exhaling slightly, Mo Wentian stood up.