"What does Mo Wentian want to do?"
"Ancestor Huo was not completely killed by him, and even his soul could not escape. What else does he want to do to Ancestor Huo?"
"Haven't you heard that this kid Mo Wentian has practiced a technique that can devour others and increase their cultivation!"
"This kid is too evil!"
"Ancestor Huo is a powerful man in the late stage of Heavenly King, and he just swallowed him up like that?"
…
Looking at Mo Wentian in the void, everyone's eyes were full of horror.
"Buzzing..."
The energy and blood from Patriarch Huo's body quickly surged into Mo Wentian's body.
As that energy and blood entered his body, Mo Wentian felt the star the size of a football flash in his dantian.
"Not even close!"
The light in Mo Wentian's eyes was extremely bright.
In the void, countless spiritual energy gathered towards Mo Wentian. At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body was extremely terrifying.
"What a strong aura!"
"How can this kid be so strong!"
The eyes of the remaining demon clan elders and Ice Ancestor flickered with coldness.
Looking at Mo Wentian in the void, both of them could not help but tremble a little.
Ancestor Bing, who originally wanted to kill Mo Wentian, now had no intention of killing Mo Wentian at all.
Ancestor Huo's cultivation was a bit stronger than his. Ancestor Huo had already died in Mo Wentian's hands, so how could he be Mo Wentian's opponent.
"Boss, are you about to break through?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao seemed to have discovered something. The light in his eyes suddenly surged, and his figure flashed and appeared next to Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of shock.
As Patriarch Fire's essence and blood entered his body, the aura on Mo Wentian's body was still growing.
"Cultivation, break it for me!"
An icy roar came, and the light in Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly surged.
"Buzzing..."
In Mo Wentian's body, the star the size of a football was shining with incomparably bright light.
It seems that it will grow in the next moment.
But it's a pity...
"Buzzing..."
The surrounding spiritual energy began to dissipate.
The fluctuating aura on Mo Wentian's body also began to stabilize.
"In the late stage of the King's career, it's still not enough!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness, and his heart was filled with unwillingness.
Just a little bit, just a little bit!
But this little bit seems like a gap between heaven and earth, which cannot be crossed no matter what.
"Boss, aren't there two more people here?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's voice came again.
"Yes, there is an old bastard in the late stage of the King's life!"
"If we devour these two people, we might be able to break through!"
Hearing this, a bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Looking at the Ice Ancestor and the Demon Clan Grand Elder in front of him, an extremely hot light burst out from Mo Wentian's eyes.
Among these two people, the Great Elder of the Demon Clan is in the middle stage of the Heavenly King, while the Ice Ancestor is the strong one in the late stage of the Heavenly King.
If they were unwilling to surrender, Mo Wentian wouldn't mind and would devour them all.
Even if his cultivation level cannot reach the realm of the Heavenly King, it will at least make his aura stronger.
"Two old dogs, I will give you a chance!"
"Submit to this emperor, or become my nourishment!"
As if he remembered something, an extremely cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Looking at the two people in front of him, his voice was extremely cold.
"Mo Wentian, what do you want to do?"
Being looked at by Mo Wentian like this, the Demon Clan elder felt like a prey, being stared at by the prey.
Looking at these eyes, he felt waves of coolness coming down his back, extremely cold.
"Boy, you are delusional!"
"You killed the Demon King of my Demon Clan, and now you have also killed the Fire Ancestor of my Demon Clan. Our Demon Clan will not let you go!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ancestor Bing also said with a cold face.
For some reason, looking at Mo Wentian, the two of them had a bad feeling in their hearts, as if something bad was about to happen.
"Demon?"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth, and an evil smile spread.
"Among your demon clan, the Demon King was killed by me, Patriarch Fire was also killed, and the first genius disciple and two of the elders surrendered!"
"Do you think you can defeat me with the rest of you bastards?"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's face was filled with coldness and arrogance.
The next moment, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand again.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he took a step forward. Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, with a terrifying and boundless murderous intent rising into the sky in his eyes.
Countless warriors, both inside and outside the demon clan, had awe-inspiring expressions on their faces.
"Does this kid Mo Wentian still want to kill the Demon Clan's Great Elder and Ice Ancestor?"
"Mo Wentian has killed so many strong men from the demon clan. Now there are only two strong men from the demon clan left. Mo Wentian still wants to kill them all. It is too cruel!"
"It seems that the demons have failed this time!"
"It seems that there will soon be no more demons in this ancient ruins!"
"The cultivation level of Ancestor Ice is even worse than that of Ancestor Fire. Even Ancestor Fire died in the hands of Mo Wentian. How can Ancestor Ice be Mo Wentian's opponent!"
…
Seeing Mo Wentian reappear in the void, countless warriors started discussing again.
"Boss, let's take one for each of them!"
"Leave this demon tribe's great elder to me, I haven't fought in a long time!"
The light in Xiaojiao's eyes skyrocketed, and the fighting spirit in his body soared into the sky.
Xiao Jiao has not had a good battle since he broke through to the realm of the Heavenly King. The demon elder in front of him has a mid-level cultivation of the Heavenly King, which is just enough for Xiao Jiao to test his combat power.
"good!"
"But I have a condition!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold light and he said coldly.
"What conditions?"
Xiaojiao blurted out subconsciously.
"We can't kill this old dog. Although this old bastard is not strong, he is deeply rooted in the demon clan and has a great influence!"
"Keeping him will help us conquer the demon clan and establish the Heaven-Eating Kingdom!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and said secretly.
"I understand, boss!"
"Leave it to me, don't worry!"
Mo Wentian agreed, and Xiaojiao couldn't hide his joy.
"Proceed with caution!"
Mo Wentian seemed to have remembered something, looked at Xiaojiao, and said in a deep voice.
In Mo Wentian's heart, he had already regarded Xiaojiao as a brother.
"Boss, be careful too!"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a slight smile.
The next moment, Xiao Jiao's figure transformed into a hundred-foot divine dragon, standing proudly in the void, his eyes full of coldness and arrogance.