"The middle stage of Heavenly King..."
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, who was filled with power.
The aura of Xiaojiao has reached the middle stage of Heavenly King from the early stage of Heavenly King, and the power of Xiaojiao is still growing, and it seems that there will be a breakthrough.
The dragon's horns on the top of the little dragon's head also grew to nine inches and ninety-nine inches, just shy of reaching one foot.
But just by this little margin, the dragon's horns stopped growing.
"Not even close!"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light.
The next moment, the vast dragon power faded away from Xiaojiao's body, and the aura of Xiaojiao's body stabilized at the middle stage of the Heavenly King.
"Boss, I've made a breakthrough!"
"I have broken through to the late stage of Heavenly King!"
Immediately, the little dragon opened his eyes, transformed into a little snake, slipped into Mo Wentian's arms, stuck his head out, twisted his body and said with a happy face.
"Congratulations, little Jiao!"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and there was a hint of joy in his voice.
The improvement of Xiaojiao's cultivation level is equivalent to the improvement of his Mo Wentian's cultivation level. This is a great thing for him.
Mo Wentian was naturally very happy.
"Congratulations, little Jiao!"
Huantian's figure flashed and he came to Xiaojiao and said with a happy face.
"Huantian, my cultivation has made a breakthrough again. Your cultivation is still in the realm of the Heavenly King. You have to work hard!"
Xiaojiao looked at Huantian, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with an evil smile.
There was no hint of looking down on Huantian in Xiaojiao's words. He and Huantian had followed Mo Wentian for so long, and Xiaojiao had already regarded Huantian as a relative.
He said this just as a joke.
"Although my cultivation level is only at the level of the Emperor, I can transform into a strong person in the early stage of the Emperor!"
"Little Jiao, if there is a fight, you will not be my opponent!"
Huantian didn't show any anger at all, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"This dragon and one demon are really..."
Mo Wentian looked at the harmonious scene in front of him and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
But the next moment, thinking that Xiaojiao's cultivation level had improved, but his cultivation level had never improved, a gloomy look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, my cultivation has reached the middle stage of Heavenly King. If warriors from the late stage of Heavenly King come to make noises, I will solve it without you taking action!"
Feeling the increasingly stronger aura in his body, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said confidently.
"Little Jiao, although your cultivation has increased to the middle stage of Heavenly King, the aura in your body has not been completely stabilized yet!"
"You'd better enter Wentian Pavilion and be stable!"
A cold voice sounded, and a glimmer of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
He let Xiao Jiao enter the Wentian Pavilion to stabilize his cultivation because Mo Wentian had already sensed that there were figures in the distance heading towards the Heaven-Eating Kingdom.
If Xiaojiao knew it at this moment, according to Xiaojiao's character, he would definitely go out to fight.
But the aura in his body was not yet completely stable, and Mo Wentian didn't want the little dragon to be harmed.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, the joy on Xiaojiao's face instantly froze.
The next moment, the joy on his face was replaced by disappointment. Xiao Jiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Little Jiao, let's go!"
"Come practice with me!"
Huantian looked at Xiaojiao's displeased face and seemed to be gloating about his misfortune, and the curve of his mouth became more intense.
"Practice as long as you practice. When my cultivation reaches the level of the Emperor, let's see if you can break through to the Emperor!"
Huantian's voice came to his ears, and Xiaojiao poured out all his dissatisfaction on Huantian.
Immediately, the figure flashed and disappeared directly into the hall.
"Why are you taking your anger out on me?"
"I'm innocent too!"
Huantian stretched out his furry paws and scratched his head, with a look of helplessness on his face.
But in the next moment, Huantian's furry figure flashed and disappeared.
When he appeared again, he was already in Wentian Pavilion.
Feeling that the dragon and the demon in Wentian Pavilion were trapped in cultivation, a complicated look flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Chixiao!"
The next moment, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian shouted coldly.
"Emperor!"
Within a few breaths, Chi Xiao's figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Chi Xiao's face was full of respect.
"Chixiao, gather your disciples and go to the city gate!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly and he said coldly.
"Calling disciples to go to the city gate?"
Chixiao's eyes were full of doubts as he muttered to himself.
"Also, prepare the war drums!"
Suddenly, a bright light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a low voice.
"Ready for the war drums?"
Chi Xiao's eyes became increasingly doubtful.
"Hurry up and get ready!"
Seeing that Chi Xiao was still stunned, Mo Wentian said coldly.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"I'll get ready right away!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's voice, Chi Xiao quickly came to his senses and said respectfully.
Then he stood up and walked out of the hall.
But when he walked out of the hall, his heart was still full of doubts.
"The Emperor can just summon his disciples to the front door, why do we need to prepare war drums?"
"Don't think too much. Since it is the emperor's order, then the emperor must have his own orders. All I can do is follow them!"
Chi Xiao couldn't help but shook his head as he muttered to himself.
The next moment, Chi Xiao quickened his pace and rushed towards each small courtyard.
At this moment, on the Barbarian Peak, the highest mountain in the ancient ruins, there was a hall with extremely rich aura.
"I'm telling you, Lord Beast Master, that none of the disciples from my demon clan who went to Devouring Heaven Divine Kingdom came back!"
"And according to reports from the disciples who guarded the soul cards, all the soul cards sent to the disciples of the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom were shattered!"
A middle-aged man knelt on the ground, looked at the majestic old man on the main seat, and said with a trembling voice.
"All your disciples' soul cards are broken. Great Elder, please send someone quickly to see if the soul cards of my beast disciples are also broken!"
After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the old man's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly to the great elder beside him.
"Yes, Lord Beast Master!"
"I'll go check it out right away!"
The man known as the Great Elder quickly and respectfully agreed without any hesitation.
Then the figure flashed and disappeared directly.
In just a few breaths, this person's figure appeared in the hall again.
"Reply to the Beast Master!"
"Except for Qi Zhen and Qi Jing, whose soul cards were shattered, the soul cards of the other disciples are intact!"
The great elder looked at the beast master on the main seat and said respectfully.