"boom… "
Amid everyone's shocked expressions, a violent collision occurred again, and Mo Wentian's body flew backwards again.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Mo Wentian's mouth again.
Mo Wentian's face was extremely pale.
The boundary-breaking sword just now did not block the demonic cauldron at all, and the terrifying power on the demonic cauldron hit Mo Wentian's body.
Mo Wentian felt as if his internal organs had all moved.
"This Dark Lord is too powerful. If I don't take action, I'll kill him!"
"If we continue to fight, I will be the one who dies!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"God bead!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian thought that he still had the divine bead in hand.
Even Mo Wentian couldn't see the power of the old man in the divine bead.
But Mo Wentian knew that this senior Shenzhu must not be simple. The Dark Lord in front of him must not be the opponent of Senior Shenzhu.
"Boy, I didn't expect you to be able to block it!"
"If you weren't so arrogant, I would still like you a little!"
"Quack quack..."
Wanton laughter came from the void, and the next moment, the Dark Lord once again held the magic cauldron in his hand and came towards Mo Wentian to suppress it again.
"Boy, die!"
"Boom..."
"Boom..."
…
The void trembled crazily, demonic energy surged, and terrifying and boundless breaths came from the void.
Before Mo Wentian could take action, the rolling pressure was already sweeping over him.
"Pfft..."
Amid the endless demonic energy, Mo Wentian spurted out a mouthful of blood again.
"This kid's cultivation is still too weak. If he continues like this, he will definitely die!"
"That's necessary. This guy's cultivation is at the early stage of Tianjun. It's good to be able to persist in these moves!"
"It seems that we can go together to receive the artifact from the Beast Master soon!"
…
Watching Mo Wentian fly backwards again, the cynicism in the dark instantly came out.
Listening to the comments, the Dark Lord's face was filled with confidence.
"Boy, it seems that you are going to return the Phantom Fruit to me!"
The next moment, looking at Mo Wentian, the Dark Lord's eyes were full of cold eyes.
"Yeah?"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath and raised a strange arc at the corner of his mouth.
"We must take action!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword can't kill him, and the Heaven-Eating Divine Technique can't devour him.
Whether it is the Heaven-Eating Sword Art or the Heaven-Eating Divine Art, they all need to rely on Mo Wentian's power.
The stronger Mo Wentian's own power is, the stronger the power he exerts will be.
"Senior Shenzhu, please help me!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and a bead flashing with mysterious divine patterns appeared in his hand.
"Boy, there's a price to pay for asking me for help!"
The next moment, an extremely deep voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"What price?"
Mo Wentian blurted out almost subconsciously.
"The price is very simple. It's just that when the time is right, you let me absorb a little of your power!"
There was a hint of joking in the rich voice.
"Absorb some power?"
Mo Wentian was slightly startled.
Mo Wentian has already experienced the absorption of a little power mentioned by the Divine Pearl twice, and it is extremely clear.
The Divine Pearl is not trying to absorb any of his power, it is more like squeezing him dry.
"how?"
"Boy, you don't agree?"
At this moment, the rich voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind again.
"If you don't agree, then I won't take action!"
"This Dark Lord is a perfect warrior of Tianjun. Boy, no matter how evil you are, you can't kill him today!"
Seeing that Mo Wentian didn't make a sound, Shen Zhu's voice sounded again
"Isn't it just about absorbing power?"
"Okay, I promise you!"
A bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Okay, then I will take care of this Dark Lord for you!"
A hearty voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
The next moment, a bright light was seen rising from the divine bead.
"Boy, go to hell!"
The Dark Lord looked at Mo Wentian, smiled evilly, and then raised the 100-foot magic cauldron and smashed it down directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Boom..."
The void instantly trembled, and the billowing demonic energy swept towards Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian looked at the magic cauldron coming in an instant, his eyes extremely calm.
Standing in the void, motionless.
"Is this kid waiting to die?"
"The magic cauldron is about to hit him, and he's just standing like this, not moving?"
"I see that this boy is so desperate that he is waiting to die!"
"The ant-like Tianjun in his early stage actually dared to make a bet with the Dark Lord. This is simply overestimating his capabilities!"
"This boy is miserable!"
…
He looked at Mo Wentian standing there with a calm expression on his face.
The darkness instantly boiled.
"Boom..."
Just when everyone thought that the magic tripod was going to smash Mo Wentian into pieces, the magic tripod suddenly stopped an inch away from Mo Wentian.
A mysterious and boundless bead stood in front of Mo Wentian, and above the bead, a vast and boundless aura spread.
The next moment, the demonic energy in the void was seen frantically gathering towards the divine bead.
"How is this going?"
"What the hell is this bead!"
The Dark Lord instantly felt something was wrong, and looked at the divine bead in the void with great shock in his eyes.
"Senior Shenzhu, you just need to take action and play this Dark Lord to death. As for the rest, leave it to me!"
Mo Wentian said in a deep voice as if he remembered something.
"here you are?"
"Boy, I promise you!"
Shenzhu immediately answered.
"Young Master Tianjun, a perfect warrior, dares to be so presumptuous in front of me!"
"Crush!"
The cold voice resounded throughout the void.
"who is it?"
"Who's talking?"
"It's that mysterious bead!"
"This bead is so weird, it can actually swallow demonic energy directly!"
"I didn't expect this boy to have such a divine bead. I think the Dark Lord may really fall into the hands of this boy today!"
…
A cold voice came, and the people in the dark came to their senses and began to discuss crazily.
"Who are you?"
"Why do you want to help this kid become my enemy?"
The Dark Lord's dark eyes stared at the divine bead in the void, and he pretended to be calm and shouted coldly.
"The little heavenly king is perfect and not worthy enough to know who I am!"
"As for why I took action, you are not qualified to know!"
Leng Ao's voice resounded in the void again.
"Why are these words from Senior Shenzhu so familiar!"
As he muttered to himself, a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, this is your usual tone of voice. Of course you will find it familiar!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's voice suddenly came from Wentian Pavilion.