"How can I talk so arrogantly!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.
"Boss, did I hear you right?"
"You say this divine bead is arrogant?"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao couldn't help but laugh out loud in Wentian Pavilion.
"Protect Huantian well and help Huantian break through!"
Hearing that laughter, Mo Wentian immediately shouted coldly.
Everyone looked into the void, but the expected collision did not come.
But in the void, the hundred-foot magic cauldron in the Dark Lord's hand seemed to have encountered a terrifying suction force, moving towards the divine bead.
In just a moment, the demonic energy surrounding the one-hundred-foot-high demonic cauldron in the void was instantly swallowed up, and the one-hundred-foot-long demonic cauldron also shrank rapidly.
Finally, it became the size of a palm and fell towards Mo Wentian.
"Boy, I'll give you this cauldron for fun!"
"Hahaha… "
A burst of wild laughter came, and the cauldron fell directly into Mo Wentian's hands.
"Senior Shenzhu, thank you very much!"
Mo Wentian looked at the divine bead, with a bright light rising in his eyes.
Although this magic cauldron was of little use to Mo Wentian, it would still be of some use to the people of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom in the future.
The next moment, Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and wiped it directly from the magic cauldron. The rolling demonic energy on the magic cauldron dissipated instantly.
"this… "
"How can this be?"
"My magic tripod!"
In the void, the connection between the Dark Lord and the Devil's Cauldron disappeared in an instant as Mo Wentian stretched out his hand.
When he came back to his senses, the Dark Lord's eyes were filled with shock.
"Old Hei, your cauldron is a bit broken!"
Mo Wentian held the magic tripod and looked at the Dark Lord in the void. He frowned slightly and seemed a little dissatisfied.
"The magic cauldron is a mid-level king-level artifact. This guy actually said it was a bit broken?"
"This kid is so arrogant!"
"Look, there seems to be no trace of demonic energy on the magic cauldron. Could it be that that kid has erased the connection between the magic cauldron and the Dark Lord?"
"It's true, this kid is too evil!"
…
Some of the figures in the darkness couldn't help but stand out.
Looking at that proud figure, his eyes were full of astonishment.
"Dark Lord, since this kid won't let you die, then I will come and have fun with you!"
At this moment, that extremely rich voice resounded in the void again.
The next moment, a terrifying force swept out.
"How abominable!"
"Do you think that by taking away my magic tripod, I won't have anything to fight with you?"
The murderous intent in the Dark Lord's eyes was terrifying and boundless.
"Yeah?"
"Take out everything you have!"
"I happen to be short of a divine weapon. Although your divine weapon is a little short, it is still enough for my disciples to use!"
When Mo Wentian heard that the Dark Lord actually had a divine weapon, his eyes flashed and he said coldly.
"Boy, you are really arrogant. If you have the ability, then don't let this devil take action. You can fight with me!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's sarcastic words, the Dark Lord was about to explode with rage.
"Boy, this Dark Lord talks a lot!"
"It's solved for you!"
At this moment, that deep voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Destroy you!"
In the void, an extremely cold voice sounded.
"Rumble..."
The void was directly shattered, and the rolling void turbulence surged out from the shattered void.
The next moment, the divine bead went directly towards the Dark Lord. Wherever the divine bead passed, all the demonic energy was swallowed up. "
"Demon Halberd!"
Seeing the divine orb coming in an instant, a cold light flashed in the Dark Lord's eyes, he shouted coldly, and the halberd with billowing demonic energy appeared in his hand.
"That's the legendary Demon God's Halberd, a late-stage king-level artifact!"
"As expected of the Dark Lord, he not only has artifacts from the mid-term King level, but also has artifacts from the late King level!"
"The Dark Lord must have something good in his hands!"
"If this divine bead wasn't so terrifying, I would have wanted to take action!"
…
Seeing the demon halberd appear, the voices in the darkness rang again.
"The little Tianjun Yuancheng, holding the scumbag artifact, also wants to kill me, it's really ridiculous!
An indifferent voice sounded, and on the divine bead, streaks of bloody power vibrated crazily.
"Senior Shenzhu's power has increased!"
A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The blood-colored power above the divine bead is many times stronger than the previous two times.
For some reason, Mo Wentian had a hunch in his heart that the power on the divine bead was increasing, which was inseparable from the divine bead devouring his power.
"The power of this bead has increased again!"
"not good!"
Looking at the terrifying divine bead that came instantly, a hint of fear rose in the Dark Lord's eyes.
Before the Dark Lord could take action, the halberd in the Dark Lord's hand was already sucked by the divine bead, and then fell into Mo Wentian's hand again.
"swallow!"
"Boom boom..."
A cold voice came, and the divine orb became even more frightening.
As the divine bead swallowed the demonic energy, the figure of the Dark Lord quickly shrank, and within a moment, he had transformed into the appearance of a black-faced old man.
Although his face was dark, it was not difficult to see that he had been seriously injured.
"Pfft..."
The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the Dark Lord's mouth.
"Boy, I'll give you a hand!"
"I'm tired, let's go take a rest!"
At this moment, the rich voice of Shenzhu sounded in Mo Wentian's mind again.
The next moment, the divine bead was seen heading directly towards Mo Wentian, but within a moment, it had already fallen into Mo Wentian's hands.
"Senior Shenzhu, you don't care about this?"
Mo Wentian looked at the divine bead in his hand, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a deep voice.
"Senior..."
"Senior..."
On the divine bead, the mysterious light had dissipated, and it was like an ordinary bead, sitting quietly in Mo Wentian's hand.
No matter how Mo Wentian called, there was no response at all.
Although the Dark Lord was injured in the battle with the Divine Pearl, Mo Wentian knew that the Dark Lord was not that easy to deal with.
"What happened to the divine bead?"
"Why don't you continue to devour the Dark Lord?"
"I think the bead is scared. The Dark Lord is the legendary devil. The bead must have also been seriously injured. He doesn't dare to continue fighting the Dark Lord!"
"If the Divine Pearl doesn't take action, then this kid will definitely die next!"
…
One after another, the figures watched the divine bead fall into Mo Wentian's hand with a dull expression, and couldn't help but start talking again.
"Old Hei, I have had enough rest!"
"Now it's time for you to hit the road!"
Standing proudly in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes were cold and arrogant.
"Time to hit the road?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the Dark Lord was slightly startled.
"Boy, those ghosts are no longer helping you, it's time for you to get on your way!"
The murderous intent in the Dark Lord's eyes was terrifying and boundless.