"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
"Swallow!"
Seeing the demonic energy rolling in, Mo Wentian suddenly shot out seals one after another.
I saw that the billowing demonic energy in the void turned into countless essences and gathered crazily towards Mo Wentian.
"carefree!"
As the essence entered Mo Wentian's body, the aura on Mo Wentian's body increased rapidly.
There is actually a trend that needs to be broken through.
"The Demon Lord's demonic energy is really good!"
"If you hadn't been of some value to this emperor, I, Mo Wentian, would have devoured you today!"
A touch of fire rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
But the next moment, thinking of the Demon Lord's role, Mo Wentian tried his best to suppress the impulse in his heart.
If the Demon Lord stays, it will have a much stronger effect than swallowing it directly.
If you want to establish the Heaven Devouring Divine Kingdom in this ancient ruins, if you don't even have strong men in the realm of Heavenly Kings, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to recruit disciples.
In this way, if you want to establish the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom, it is just a false name.
"Boy, what kind of sorcery are you doing?"
The Demon Lord looked at Mo Wentian with a shocked face. In just a moment, the demonic energy in the cave had been completely swallowed up by Mo Wentian.
These demonic auras were the demonic aura formed by refining countless demonic beasts. The power contained in this demonic aura was terrifying and boundless.
If he hadn't stopped just now, I'm afraid he would have been sucked clean by Mo Wentian now.
"witchcraft?"
"The dignified Demon Lord is really ignorant. This emperor is the Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
Mo Wentian looked at the Demon Lord in front of him with extremely cold eyes.
"Boy, I am the Demon King of the Demon Realm. You are just a little human being. No matter how scary you are, I will never surrender to your hands no matter what!"
The cold light in his eyes flickered, and the Demon Lord said coldly.
"Little human?"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian couldn't help but bring up an evil smile, and his eyes were extremely cold and arrogant.
"Even if you are in the early stage of being a little king, you are worthy of saying that I am just a little human being!"
"For you, an ant like you, it would be your honor for me to surrender you and become my slave!"
Standing proudly, Mo Wentian's face was full of cold pride.
"Is it an honor to be a slave?"
As he muttered to himself, the Demon Lord's pupils suddenly shrank.
The incomplete palm was clenched into a fist at this moment, and the joints were grinding and creaking.
"Boy, who are you?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Demon Lord seemed to have remembered something and said with a clear face.
"This emperor Mo Wentian!"
Mo Wentian's face was cold and arrogant, and his voice was even colder.
"Mo Wentian?"
"Mo Wentian from Sword God Continent?"
Demon Lord exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Not long ago, he received a message from the ancestor of the demon world, saying that there was a person from the Sword God Continent, and he almost killed him...
He also asked him to leave the castle and kill Mo Wentian!
"That's right, it's me!"
"Since you are a member of the Demon Realm, the ancestor of the Demon Realm who escaped must have informed you of the identity of this emperor!"
The coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly surged, and he said coldly.
"It's really hard to find a place after wearing out straw sandals. It takes no effort at all to get there!"
"The ancestor of the demon world has been looking for you for a long time. If I tell him that you are here now, do you think he will come immediately?"
"Hahaha… "
Hearing this, the Demon Lord laughed wildly, and the pride in his eyes was not concealed at all.
The next moment, a transmission note appeared in the Demon Lord's incomplete palm.
"You actually want to transmit a message in front of this emperor!"
"It's simply delusional!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and appeared directly in front of the Demon Lord.
In just one hundred thousandth of a breath, Mo Wentian reached out and snatched the transmission talisman from Demon Lord's hand, crushing it into pieces.
Mo Wentian's speed was so terrifying that even the powerful Demon King could only see an afterimage.
It was that afterimage, and before he could react, the transmission note in his hand had already shattered.
"This is the first and last time!"
"If you still don't understand, then you need to blame this emperor for accidentally swallowing you alive!"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, but a terrifying and boundless murderous intention rose in his eyes.
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
The Demon Lord came back to his senses, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
But the next moment, when he looked at Mo Wentian, he pretended to be cold and arrogant.
"So what if you are arrogant?"
"This emperor has the right to be arrogant in front of an ant like you!"
"This emperor said, I will give you two choices, surrender or die!"
Mo Wentian looked at the Demon Lord in front of him, and the murderous aura in his eyes suddenly surged.
"Boy, no matter how bad I am now, I am still a powerful Heavenly King. You are only in the middle stage of Heavenly King. Do you want me to surrender to you?"
"Then you have to show your strength to convince me!"
The demon king's eyes were filled with cold light.
Mo Wentian swallowed up his demonic energy. Although it was terrifying, he still didn't believe in his heart that Mo Wentian, a warrior in the realm of the Heavenly Lord, could kill him!
"The strength to convince?"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up into an evil smile.
If the Demon Lord in front of him was in his prime, he would naturally be unable to defeat him now.
But Demon Lord, now he has cultivated the incomplete Devouring Demon Body, his own cultivation has been damaged, and Mo Wentian's cultivation has also broken through to the middle stage of Tianjun.
If he wanted to kill this Demon Lord, it would be extremely easy.
"Boss, this demon lord is the powerful king of heaven!"
"be careful!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's voice came from Wentian Pavilion.
"What about the King of Heaven?"
"If you don't listen to this emperor, you will die anyway!"
The voice was full of sonority and force, and Mo Wentian's face was extremely confident.
"Boss, since you are so confident about killing him, why haven't you taken action yet?"
Huantian said in confusion.
"If you want to establish a new force in this ancient ruins and recruit disciples, you must have the strength to convince them!"
"What do you think will happen if all the demons in this demon world surrender to this emperor?"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth curved up.
"Boss, you want to make this Demon Lord surrender to you and establish his prestige!"
Xiaojiao and Huantian said in unison.
"That's right!"
"Leave this Demon Lord to me. You guys should stabilize your cultivation. I feel that the divine weapon will be born soon. You will naturally have a place to use it later!"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly and he said coldly.
"Okay, boss!"
"Okay, boss!"
"I just like fighting. I'm waiting to conquer this Nine Nether Cave with the boss!"
Xiaojiao's bellicose voice came, and even if you didn't see his expression at the moment, you could still feel his desire to fight.