"In my hands, I not only have the complete Demonic Body Devouring Technique, but also countless demonic techniques. If you surrender to me, I will definitely let you break through to the realm of the Emperor!"
"Not only that, I will also help you become the king of the demon world!"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at the Demon Lord in front of him and said in a deep voice.
In that battle in the temple, Mo Wentian killed two ancestors of the Demon Realm and obtained countless Demon Realm techniques.
Among them is the magic body swallowing technique.
"Do you have any other demonic skills?"
Demon Lord's eyes began to waver.
The demon world gradually declined in this ancient ruins, and countless techniques also disappeared.
If he could obtain these techniques, he might be able to break through not only to the Emperor, but also to the supreme realm of Heaven and Saint. That would not be impossible.
"certainly!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with coldness and arrogance.
"So what if you have these skills?"
"Your cultivation level is only in the middle stage of the Cai Tianjun. I, the mighty Heavenly King, surrender to you. Isn't it ridiculous?"
A cold gleam suddenly appeared in Demon Lord's eyes, and he said coldly.
"Since you are so ignorant, I will let you know how powerful I am!"
A cold voice sounded, and a terrifying and boundless murderous aura suddenly rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
"Swallow!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian immediately activated the Heaven-Eating Divine Technique.
The next moment, a vast and boundless suction force spread out from Mo Wentian's body.
"Boy, are you using this trick again?"
Feeling that terrifying power, Demon Lord's eyes were full of fear.
Mo Wentian's suction just now had absorbed one-third of his demonic energy, and now Mo Wentian uses this trick again...
If Mo Wentian were allowed to continue sucking like this, he would be completely sucked dry within a few breaths.
"So what?"
"This emperor gives you one last chance, surrender or die!"
The murderous intent in Mo Wentian's eyes was terrifying and boundless, and the coldness in his voice made people feel chilly.
"I can surrender!"
A cold light flashed in Demon Lord's eyes and he said coldly.
"Wouldn't it be nice to do this earlier!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Since the Demon Lord is willing to surrender, he will be Mo Wentian's man from now on. He will absorb the demonic energy and refine it, which will not be of much help to Mo Wentian, but these demonic energies are extremely important to the Demon Lord.
The next moment, Mo Wentian quickly removed the terrifying suction force.
Seeing that the terrifying power of the void dissipated, the Demon Lord couldn't hide a bit of relief on his face.
"I can surrender, but I have a condition!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Demon Lord's eyes flashed with light.
"What conditions?"
Mo Wentian blurted out subconsciously.
"I can surrender, but you must help me become a strong emperor within three months!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Demon Lord's eyes flashed.
"good!"
Mo Wentian agreed directly.
In fact, in Mo Wentian's eyes, this was not a condition at all.
As long as the Demon Lord surrenders to him, it will not take three months, but one month will be enough for the Demon Lord to break through to the Emperor.
"Then now give me the magic body devouring technique!"
Seeing Mo Wentian agreeing, Demon Lord quickly spoke.
"etc… "
Looking at the demon king in front of him who was begging to devour the demon body, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and then he said with a smile.
"It's okay if you want the technique, but before that, relax your mind and let me leave a mark of the soul!"
This demon king actually had beautiful thoughts. Before he surrendered to him, Mo Wentian asked him for some skills.
"Soul Mark?"
Hearing this, the Demon Lord's expression changed instantly.
The soul mark, this thing is naturally very clear to the Demon Lord.
If Mo Wentian planted the soul mark, his life and death would be completely under Mo Wentian's control.
But if he wants to capture the complete Devouring Demonic Body and then leave this castle, it is impossible.
"This is impossible!"
The Demon Lord's expression instantly turned cold.
"Yeah?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.
"Demon Lord, your calculations are quite good, but it's a pity that you met me, Mo Wentian!"
"It's simply a delusion to leave after grabbing the Demonic Body Devouring Technique from me!"
"You may not agree to surrender. Although the demonic energy in your body is not of much use to me, it will at least have some effect. If you swallow it all, it may help my cultivation level improve a bit!"
The cold voice resounded throughout the cave.
"you… "
When Demon Lord heard what Mo Wentian said, his eyes filled with anger.
But the terrifying suction power of Mo Wentian in front of him, with the current him, let alone a battle with Mo Wentian, as long as Mo Wentian used the Heaven-Eating God Art again, his life would be in danger.
"Surrender or die!"
Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded in the cave again.
"I… "
The Demon Lord's eyes were full of anger, but looking at those cold eyes that were getting colder and colder, the Demon Lord finally lowered his head.
"I surrender to you, and you must help me become a powerful emperor!"
Demon Lord's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said in a deep voice.
"This emperor will not only allow you to break through to the realm of the emperor, but also help you repair your demon body. Otherwise, your body will scare my disciples!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up into a slight smile.
The Demon Lord is finally surrendering.
"Can you still help me repair my demonic body?"
"Are you telling the truth?"
Demon Lord's eyes were filled with awe-inspiring expression.
Can his broken body really be repaired
In fact, what he looks like now is not what he wants. He has always wanted to restore his complete body, but after cultivating the Devouring Demonic Body, the flesh and blood on his body became more and more incomplete.
"This emperor never lies to anyone!"
"Relax!"
The smile at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became a little stronger, and he said with a smile.
"bring it on!"
The Demon Lord took a deep look at Mo Wentian, and then slowly relaxed his mind.
"Slave God Seal!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian made mysterious seals one after another.
The next moment, the seal formed a slave character in the void.
The word slave was extremely simple and simple, and then the word slave fell towards the Demon Lord's eyebrows like lightning.
"ah… "
A scream was heard, and the Demon Lord rolled in pain on the ground.
His strange face looked even more pale.
After a quarter of an hour, the Demon Lord stood up from the ground.
"Duan Fan, I have met the master!"
The Demon Lord knelt on the ground and looked at Mo Wentian with a respectful look on his face.
"Duan Fan!"
Mo Wentian smiled faintly.
"Get up!"
"Thank you, Master!"
Demon Lord quickly stood up from the ground.
"You're not bad!"
A smile slowly spread in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Then there was a flash of light in his hand, and a jet black jade slip suddenly appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.