After a moment, Mo Wentian's figure appeared in the cave again.
As soon as he entered the cave, the billowing demonic energy swept over him.
"Boy, boy from the God Clan, you actually want to seal us!"
"You gods have sealed us for thousands of years, and now you actually want to seal us..."
"Jiejie..."
…
A series of deep voices came, followed closely by a series of extremely cold and evil smiles.
"Boss, what's going on?"
"Boss, is this the strong man from the demon world who is inside the seal trying to break free from the seal?"
When Xiaojiao and Huantian saw this, they said solemnly.
"What are you still doing?"
"Why don't you hurry up and help me strengthen the seal!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.
"Okay, boss!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
…
Xiaojiao Huantian and Binglong quickly agreed.
The next moment, Mo Wentian was seen making seals one after another.
As Mo Wentian played the seals one by one, an extremely mysterious scene appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.
It was a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man stood proudly in the sky among an endless mountain range. The man's hands were making seals one after another.
The seal is composed of divine lines. Above the divine lines, there is boundless mystery, and vast power rolls out from the divine lines!
"You bastards from the demon world want to destroy our divine race. You all should stay in the seal for me!"
The next moment, the middle-aged man gave a cold shout, then reached out and slapped his chest with a palm.
Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. The next moment, he stretched out his hand to gather the spit out blood and blasted it towards the hundreds of strong men from the demon world.
"Boss, don't you want to strengthen the seal?"
"Why don't you take action?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at Mo Wentian with his eyes closed and his face blank, and they quickly spoke.
The voices of Xiaojiao and Huantian came to his ears, and Mo Wentian suddenly opened his eyes.
The next moment, he reached out and slapped his chest directly.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
"Boss, how can you hurt yourself?"
When Xiaojiao and Huantian saw this, their figures flashed and appeared directly beside Mo Wentian, exclaiming.
"I'm fine!"
"This is the sealing technique to seal these demon souls!"
A glint flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes and he said coldly.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's hand was seen making seals one by one according to the old man's method that came to mind.
As Mo Wentian played the seals one by one, the seven stone tigers returned to their original positions in the cave, and the trembling seals calmed down.
A quarter of an hour later.
"Finally sealed!"
Mo Wentian took a breath, stood up, and said in a low voice.
"Boss, why do you know this sealing method to seal the demon soul?"
Xiaojiao and Huantian seemed to have remembered something, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.
"I don't know why, but the method of sealing the demon soul suddenly appeared in my mind!"
An extremely cold light suddenly rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The demon world ancestor and the old guys in the demon soul seal all said that they were sealed by the gods.
And since he can seal these demon souls, is he really from the God Clan
Mo Wentian couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
"Boss, have these demon souls really been sealed?"
Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a cold glint in his eyes.
"It should be sealed!"
"But I don't know how long I can be sealed. After all, my cultivation is only the perfection of the Emperor, and the demon souls in this seal are beyond the existence of the early Emperor!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold light and he said coldly.
"Boss, how do you know that the demon souls in the demon soul seal have exceeded the early stage of the Emperor?"
A trace of doubt appeared on Xiaojiao's face, and he said in a deep voice.
"When I was sealing it, I unfolded my soul and investigated it!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Boss, what should we do now?"
Huantian stretched out his furry paws and scratched his head.
"Go and see the palace!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he immediately stepped forward and walked directly towards the palace.
Xiaojiao and the others quickly followed without any hesitation.
After a moment, Mo Wentian and others appeared in the palace again.
"Boss, do we still take these artifacts and elixirs?"
Xiaojiao looked at the artifact in front of him and said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Of course I'll take it!"
"Now that we're here, how can we go back empty-handed!"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a slight arc and he said coldly.
"Boss, there are restrictions on these artifacts. If we take them, won't we have to break the seal you just set, and those demon souls will be released!"
As if he remembered something, a cold light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"The seals on these artifacts have been broken!"
Mo Wentian seemed to have discovered something, and a bright light rose in his eyes.
"The seal was broken?"
"Then boss, that demonic soul seal..."
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's expression instantly became serious.
"Don't worry, the seals on these artifacts were placed together with the seals on the demon souls before. But just now those demon souls almost broke free of the seal, so the seals on these artifacts were also broken!"
"But I just re-strengthened the demon soul seal, so these artifacts are no longer connected to the demon soul seal!"
"Don't be stunned, put all these artifacts and elixirs into the space ring!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, and the curve of the corner of his mouth became more intense.
"Boss, can I really take it?"
“It’s really worth it!”
At this moment, Huantian shook his furry paws, one paw grasped a perfect king-level divine sword, and the other paw grasped a large handful of pills, and said with joy on his face.
"Huantian, please leave some for me!"
"Don't grab..."
"this is mine!"
…
The next moment, Xiaojiao also quickly took out a space ring and put it away.
Seeing Xiaojiao and Huantian, a dragon and a demon, arguing incessantly, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth curved a little deeper.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiaojiao and Huantian's figures flashed and appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
"Boss, we've collected them all!"
Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and said with gleaming light in their eyes.
"How many artifacts and level-4 perfect elixirs are there in total?"
Mo Wentian coughed lightly and pretended to be indifferent.
"Boss, there are a thousand perfect king-level artifacts in total!"
"There are a total of 20,000 level-4 perfect elixirs!"
Xiaojiao's expression instantly became serious and he said in a deep voice.