"Surrender..."
"Or die!"
Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded in the void.
"No… "
In the void, an unwilling voice came.
"If you don't surrender, you will die!"
"boom… "
Mo Wentian shouted coldly and punched out.
The next moment, screams came one after another.
"You can't kill me. I am a member of the demon clan, and my relationship with the demon king is extraordinary. If you kill me, the demon king will definitely not let you go!"
"What's more, it's not me who wants to kill you, but the entire demon clan, demon clan, and beast clan!"
A series of panicked sounds came from the void.
"Monster clan, demon clan, orc clan!"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.
"It seems you don't want to live anymore!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian punched Meng Ruoxi on the body.
"boom… "
Meng Ruoxi's body flew out again.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Meng Ruoxi's mouth.
"Don't… "
"Don't kill me. Whatever you want to know, I will..."
"Tell you everything!"
Meng Ruoxi looked at the figure standing proudly in the sky, and her whole body trembled.
Meng Ruoxi felt as if all her internal organs had moved with this punch.
She tried to attack Mo Wentian with her soul. She thought that Mo Wentian would definitely die, but she didn't expect that she suffered a backlash.
Now she has been seriously injured. She is already a strong person who is about to enter the realm of the heavenly king. Once she enters the realm of the heavenly king, she will have countless lifespans. How could she be willing to die like this!
Since Meng Ruoxi has a pivotal position in the demon clan, she must know many things.
Since she wanted to tell him so earnestly, Mo Wentian had no reason to refuse.
"Tell me, where is this Jiuyou Mountain Range?"
Looking at Meng Ruoxi, Mo Wentian suddenly asked with an indifferent expression.
"Nine Nether Mountains?"
Meng Ruoxi's expression suddenly changed.
"explain!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, the cold air was frightening, and the terrifying killing intent crazily enveloped Meng Ruoxi.
Meng Ruoxi felt as if her whole body had fallen into an ice cellar.
"I, I, I..."
Meng Ruoxi's body was filled with tea.
"I'm telling you, you..."
"Will you let me go?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Meng Ruoxi's face flashed.
"Let you go?"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
"If you tell this emperor, I will consider letting you go!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold, and a cold gleam rose in his eyes.
Let her go
is it possible
A strong man at the peak of Tianjun, if used as a dog, is still somewhat useful.
What's more, Meng Ruoxi is an old friend of the Demon King. She must know very well what is going on in the Demon Clan. How can Mo Wentian let her go
"consider… "
Meng Ruoxi's face instantly turned pale.
Think about it, this is simply unbelievable!
"Mo Wentian, if you kill me, the Demon King will not let you go!"
"You will definitely die too!"
"Hahaha… "
At this moment, Meng Ruoxi seemed to remember something and looked at Mo Wentian with a ferocious smile on her face.
"Am I going to die too?"
Mo Wentian's brows raised slightly, and looking at Meng Ruoxi's crazy look, an evil smile appeared on the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth again.
"Boss, since this idiot won't tell you anything, let's just kill him!"
Meng Ruoxi's arrogant look made people very unhappy, and the little Jiao beside her also had a terrifying murderous intention in her eyes.
"killed… "
"Although this old witch is a bit ugly and disgusting, if you keep it, it will still be useful!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely calm, but the coldness in it was frightening.
"I have given you the opportunity. If you don't tell me, then you will die!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest fondness for people from the demon clan.
I originally wanted to keep Meng Ruoxi to make a dog, but since she was so ignorant, Mo Wentian didn't mind killing her.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
"Swallow!"
Leng Ao's voice sounded, and in the void, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and came to Meng Ruoxi's side in an instant.
In the void, a supreme power was seen, shrouding Meng Ruoxi.
"What is this… "
"ah… "
…
A miserable cry came out, Meng Ruoxi knelt on the ground, and the power of the soul above her head was swallowed up by Mo Wentian.
The blood energy in her body also rushed toward Mo Wentian crazily.
"This blood is not bad!"
A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian opened his eyes. The blood in his body was surging, and his breath was also rising rapidly.
In particular, Mo Wentian's body, which has reached the perfection of the Purple Emperor Body, actually has a tendency to break through again.
At this moment, Mo Wentian's spirit surged again.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
"Yes, Not Bad!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath. At this moment, his soul was raised from two hundred feet to two hundred and fifty feet.
A warrior at the peak of Tianjun's realm would have a soul of one hundred feet, but Mo Wentian, who was still in the early stage of Tianjun's cultivation, had a soul that had already reached a terrifying two hundred and fifty feet.
The horror of this can be imagined.
"My soul power has improved, but what about my spiritual consciousness?"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.
"Spiritual consciousness..."
"open!"
"Buzzing..."
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian unfolded his soul, and at this moment, his spiritual consciousness also spread crazily.
"Ten thousand meters!"
"Eleven kilometers!"
"Still spreading!"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes shone with an extremely bright light.
"Twelve thousand meters!"
"Thirteen thousand meters!"
…
It wasn't until it reached the terrifying fifteen thousand meters that the spread of spiritual consciousness stopped.
Mo Wentian opened his eyes again, and his spiritual consciousness spread, reaching the terrifying 15,000 meters, only 5,000 short of 20,000 meters.
"Huhuhu..."
"The blood energy of the peak Tianjun is certainly good, but this is just one, and it is not enough for me to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and Mo Wentian let out a breath of turbid air.
Although there was no breakthrough, Mo Wentian had a hunch that if he was allowed to devour a few more late-stage Tianjun and peak experts, his cultivation would definitely reach the terrifying middle-stage Tianjun or even the late Tianjun stage.
"Boss, your power has become stronger again!"
Suddenly, looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao's eyes glowed with joy.
"Boss, the aura on your body has become stronger again. No, I can't fall behind you. I have to practice hard and fight alongside you!"
At this moment, the little dragon that transformed into a little snake emerged from Mo Wentian's arms and looked at Mo Wentian with determination in his eyes.