"Boss..."
"Boss..."
Seeing Mo Wentian stand up, Xiaojiao and Huantian not far away quickly came to Mo Wentian's side, with a bit of joy in their eyes.
"I'm fine!"
Mo Wentian looked at the two people in front of him and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Boss, are you not only okay? The aura on your body is getting stronger and stronger!"
"That's right, boss, I also feel that the aura on your body is comparable to the realm of the Heavenly King!"
Huantian turned into a round shape and flew into Mo Wentian's arms. The little dragon also turned into a small snake and stood on Mo Wentian's shoulder, probing his head.
"You are right. Although my current cultivation level has not reached the level of Great Heaven, my strength has indeed reached the level of Heavenly King!"
A bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, my cultivation is still too weak. All the elders of the demon clan are rushing towards our Tiancheng. I need to improve my cultivation as soon as possible!"
Seeing Mo Wentian's cultivation improve so quickly, and thinking of being directly seriously injured by one move from the third demon elder, a cold gleam rose in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Little Jiao, there are three-level peak elixirs and top-grade sky stones here. You can take them and refine them to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation as soon as possible!"
Suddenly, he thought of the space rings that had just captured the Little Tiger King, Howling Moon Wolf, Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey, and said in a deep voice.
Immediately, with a thought, a space ring appeared beside Xiaojiao.
"Thank you, boss, I'm going to practice!"
Xiaojiao grinned, took the space ring, and then flashed into Wentian Pavilion.
"Huantian, there are also some heavenly stones and artifacts here. You should also practice them!"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian also threw a space ring to Huantian.
"Okay, boss!"
Huantian also followed the figure and entered Wentian Pavilion.
"The son of the demon king, the saint of the demon clan, will die if he meets this emperor!"
"I just don't know what the scene will be like for the demon clan at this moment!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, with a cold glimmer in his eyes.
"The space ring of the demon saint!"
Suddenly, thinking of the extremely cold scepter of the demon saint, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and then his figure flashed and disappeared from the place.
"Tianhu!
The next moment, when he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had appeared beside Tianhu.
"Brother Wentian..."
Seeing Mo Wentian's arrival, Tianhu ignored his shyness and rushed straight into Mo Wentian's arms.
With the beauty in his arms, Mo Wentian reached out his hands easily and hugged Tianhu's body tightly in his arms.
"Don't worry about me. Anyone who wants to kill this emperor will eventually die in my hands!"
Mo Wentian felt the person in his arms trembling, and knew that he was worried about himself. He smiled lightly and spoke with great ease.
"Brother Wentian, I believe you, but..."
"But I'm worried that you killed the demon saint and the son of the demon king. The demon clan will definitely not let you go, and the demon clan..."
Tianhu emerged from Mo Wentian's arms, his eyes sparkling, and his voice was full of worry.
"Bo..."
Before Tianhu finished speaking, Mo Wentian leaned over and put a seal on her cherry mouth.
After being stunned for a few seconds, Tianhu suddenly turned red even to his neck when he came to his senses. The next moment, his body moved towards Mo Wentian's arms.
"Don't worry about me, this emperor will one day come to this ancient ruins with the Heaven Devouring Kingdom and become the king of this ancient ruins!"
The light in Mo Wentian's eyes was extremely bright, and his voice was even more sonorous and powerful.
"Brother Wentian, I..."
"I trust you!"
Tianhu looked at Mo Wentian's extremely determined look and said softly and shyly.
"Tianhu, thank you for believing in me!"
Mo Wentian looked at Tianhu with a sincere face and said with great sincerity.
In fact, he not only wanted to thank Tianhu, but also Xiaojiao, Huantian, Chixiao and others. Although they were not strong in combat, their sacrifice without fear of life and death moved Mo Wentian very much.
"Brother Wentian, I didn't do anything, but you still thank me, I deserve it!"
Tianhu raised his head slightly and looked at Mo Wentian, with a bit of unconcealed shame on his pretty, blushing face.
When Mo Wentian was hurt, she wanted to stand with him and fight against the enemy together, but her cultivation was too weak...
Thinking of this, Tianhu felt even more ashamed.
"You are one of the most important people to me, Mo Wentian, and your encouragement is very important to me!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely determined.
"Brother Wentian..."
Being held in Mo Wentian's arms and praised like this, Tianhu's voice became softer and softer, his pretty face flushed, and the next moment, he lowered his head in embarrassment.
"Tianhu, I have a trophy that suits you very well!"
Mo Wentian chuckled as if he remembered something.
Then he reached out and held Tianhu in his arms tighter and tighter. Then his mind moved, and a light blue scepter with a cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
"Trophy?"
Although they had had several skin-to-skin kisses, being hugged by Mo Wentian and smelling the masculine aura on Mo Wentian's body made Tianhu's pretty face so red that it was almost dripping with water.
"The Extreme Cold Scepter is for you!"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
When he saw the demon saint Han Qingmo take out the extremely cold scepter, Mo Wentian already had an idea in his mind.
That is to capture it and give it to Tianhu!
This extreme cold scepter has reached the level of a terrifying monarch-level artifact. Its attack power is such that even Tianhu, who is currently in the mid-level realm of great heaven, can use this extreme cold scepter to perform great attacks. The power of perfect heaven comes.
"Arctic Scepter?"
Tianhu was slightly startled.
But the next moment, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Mo Wentian suddenly made a seal, and the next moment, layers of light blue light rose above the extremely cold scepter. From a distance, it was extremely bright.
"Brother Wentian, I have collected your Tianhan battle clothes and Tiannu jade shoes, this extreme cold scepter, I..."
"I can't accept it!"
Tianhu looked at the extreme cold scepter in the void, the light in her eyes flickering, but when she thought that Mo Wentian had given her so many fourth-level artifacts, Tianhu refused.
Although this is the first time Tianhu has seen this extreme cold scepter, Tianhu knows that this extreme cold scepter must be a valuable thing based on the terrifying aura exuding from this extreme cold scepter!
"Take it!"
"The Heaven-Eating Kingdom will one day let this emperor descend on this ancient ruins. If you hold this extreme cold scepter, the Heaven-Eating Kingdom will inevitably need your help in managing it in the future!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with coldness and arrogance.
"The Heaven-Devouring Kingdom has descended on the ancient ruins?"
Tianhu's eyes were stunned for a while.