"Red..."
"Hongshang..."
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, his palms turned into claws, and he sucked Xiao Yuehen's soul into his hands.
"Mo Wentian, let me go!"
"I know the whereabouts of a king-level artifact!"
Xiao Yuehen's soul was full of fear in his eyes, and his voice was always trembling.
"King-level artifact?"
"Where?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light and he said coldly.
"In... in the Jiuyou Mountains..."
Xiao Yuehen's soul trembled.
"Will it take half a month before he is born?"
Before Xiao Yuehen could finish speaking, Mo Wentian sneered and interrupted.
"how do you know?"
"It will indeed take half a month before he is born!"
Xiao Yuehen looked at Mo Wentian's soul with shock on his face.
"This is what I know, but it is not enough to save your life!"
"What's more, even if I don't know about it, if you tell me, you will die!"
The cold light in Mo Wentian's eyes flickered, and then he exerted force with his palm, and Xiao Yuehen's soul screamed in agony.
"No… "
"ah… "
Xiao Yuehen's soul was directly wiped away by Mo Wentian.
Countless soul powers gathered towards Mo Wentian.
"Magic Dzi Bead!"
"Swallow!"
"Buzzing..."
As he cast the seals one after another, terrifying suctions came from the Magic Dzi Bead.
In Xiao Yuehen's soul, countless soul powers surged rapidly into the Magic Dzi Pearl like spring water.
"Buzzing..."
As the power of countless souls poured into the Magic Dzi Pearl, the Magic Dzi Pearl began to tremble again.
"Red..."
"Hongshang..."
"You can absorb soul power, and I will definitely steal some more souls for you to absorb!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, his eyes full of determination.
The next moment, he seemed to remember something.
The figure flashed and came to the side of Xiao Yuehen, who had lost all his life. The next moment, his palm was placed on Xiao Yuehen's head.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
"Swallow!"
Mo Wentian gave a cold shout and directly started to use the Heaven-Eating God Technique.
"Rumble..."
The sword energy trembled crazily on Mo Wentian's body.
A powerful suction force came from Mo Wentian's body. The force was so terrifying that it seemed to be able to swallow everything in the world.
The next moment, Xiao Yuehen's body exploded, and a rain of blood instantly fell in the void.
In the void, the countless blood energy was wildly devoured by Mo Wentian.
As Xiao Yuehen's blood energy was swallowed up, the two sword star cores in Mo Wentian's dantian seemed to have a suction force, and the two sword star cores were infinitely close to each other.
"It's still a little bit close!"
Mo Wentian opened his eyes, and an extremely cold light burst out from his eyes.
The two sword star cores are infinitely close, but they just don't overlap.
Mo Wentian had a hunch that if he was allowed to devour a few more warriors in the middle stage of Tianjun, his cultivation would reach a new height.
"The vitality of the strong people in the middle stage of Tianjun is still pretty good!"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly.
"I thought that facing the middle stage of Tianjun, I could solve it easily, but now it seems that it is not that easy."
"Tianjun already has such strength in the middle stage of Tianjun. If he is in the later stage of Tianjun or even at the peak of Tianjun...
"The body of the Purple Emperor has been perfected, but cultivation is not enough to achieve the status of a great heaven. You must improve your cultivation!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath and muttered to himself.
"Huhuhu..."
Exhaling slightly, Mo Wentian stood up.
"Boss..."
"Boss..."
Seeing Mo Wentian stand up, Xiaojiao and Huantian quickly came to Mo Wentian's side, with a bit of unconcealable joy in their eyes.
"Our cultivation is still too poor!"
A solemn look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"Boss, the warriors in the middle stage of Tianjun are so strong!"
"Yeah, boss, I feel like I can't even block two moves!"
The exclamations of Huantian and Xiaojiao sounded in Mo Wentian's ears.
"This is Xiao Yuehen's space ring. You can use it to practice!"
"The war is coming soon!"
A cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Okay, boss!"
"I want to practice hard and fight side by side with you!"
Xiaojiao's face was full of determination, and his voice was even more sonorous and powerful.
After following Mo Wentian for so long, Xiaojiao has already regarded Mo Wentian as his relative. It is definitely the most painful thing to see his relatives injured while he is helpless.
Xiaojiao didn't want to go on like this. He had to improve his strength, stand beside Mo Wentian, and fight with him.
"To fight with me, you have to improve your cultivation level!"
"Go and practice hard!"
Mo Wentian's face was extremely dull, but he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
Xiaojiao regarded him as a relative, and he regarded Xiaojiao as a brother.
"Okay, boss!"
"Okay, boss!"
Huantian and Xiaojiao took the space ring, and immediately entered the Wentian Pavilion in a flash.
"Emperor..."
"Ancestor!"
"Brother Wentian, are you okay?"
Just as Xiaojiao and Huantian entered Wentian Pavilion, Chi Xiao and others also appeared beside Mo Wentian.
"I'm fine!"
Mo Wentian looked at the people in front of him and said calmly.
"Chixiao!"
"The disciple is here!"
Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, Chi Xiao quickly stepped forward and said respectfully.
"There are some heavenly stone spiritual objects here, you can use them to practice!"
"Improve your cultivation as much as possible, the monsters and demons are coming soon!"
Mo Wentian stared into the void, his voice full of coldness.
"Yes, Emperor!"
Chi Xiao took the space ring and the group quickly retreated.
Only Tianhu and Mo Wentian were left on the spot.
Seeing Tianhu's worried look, Mo Wentian put his big hand in Tianhu's arms and took Tianhu into his arms.
Immediately, the two figures disappeared in a flash, and when they reappeared, they were already in an elegant and quiet courtyard.
"Brother Wentian..."
Nestling in Mo Wentian's arms, Tianhu's pretty face turned red with embarrassment.
"Tianhu, these are some elixirs, you can use them to refine them and improve your cultivation!"
Mo Wentian's mind moved, and a space ring appeared in his hand. He looked at Tianhu in front of him and said in a deep voice.
"Okay, brother Wentian, Tianhu must practice hard!"
Tianhu took the space ring, his eyes full of determination.
"But Brother Wentian, I..."
"I'm worried that the demon clan sent out this time are already strong warriors in the middle stage of Tianjun. If they send people next time, there will definitely be stronger warriors!"
"There are also demons..."
When Tianhu thought about what Mo Wentian would face next, his eyes couldn't help but sparkle, and his voice was full of worry.