Chapter 1144 Such Cultivation Is Not Enough!

"Will the body be broken? Will the dragon scales be broken?"

Na na muttering to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed an incomparably cold light.

The Immortal Body broke through to the sixth floor, and he was very clear about the pain Mo Wentian endured when he broke through.

When Binglong said this, Mo Wentian was really worried about Xiaojiao.

At this moment, Mo Wentian finally understood why the Ice Dragon said that many of their Ice Dragon Clan could break through the Emperor's early stage, but in fact only one or two out of ten thousand could break through successfully.

"How about a broken body? How about a broken dragon scale?"

"Ice Dragon, if you can even break through, this king will definitely be able to break through!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao's sonorous and powerful voice resounded instantly.

In his eyes, at this moment, there was an incomparably determined light.

"Little Jiao, this Emperor believes in you!"

As soon as Xiao Jiao's words came out, Mo Wentian's eyes also fell on Xiao Jiao's body.

"Boss, thank you!"

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Xiao Jiao's eyes, and he was even more touched in his heart.

In Mo Wentian's heart, he regarded Xiao Jiao as his relative, and in Xiao Jiao's heart, why didn't he regard Mo Wentian as his relative.

"Xiao Jinghen, Duan Fan, Fan Zeng, you all come to the hall with the emperor!"

The next moment, he seemed to think of something, looking at the crowd in front of him, Mo Wentian said in a cold voice.

"Yes, Emperor!"

"Yes, Emperor!"

...

A group of figures quickly agreed.

"Walk!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared in place.

Seeing Mo Wentian's figure disappear, Xiao Jinghen and the others did not hesitate at all, and hurriedly followed.

After a while, when the figures of the crowd reappeared, they had already appeared in the main hall of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom.

The master of the main hall sat on top, and Mo Wentian's figure was sitting upright, looking at the people below him, his eyes were full of indifference and arrogance.

"My lord, what do you want to order?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Fan Zeng and others looked at each other and couldn't help asking.

"Xiaojiao, Huantian, give them the things that the Emperor has prepared for them!"

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Immediately, looking at Xiaojiao and Huantian, he said coldly.

"Okay, boss!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao and Huantian seemed to understand something.

"Buzz..."

With a thought, a handful of artifacts appeared in the hall.

The artifacts that appeared here are all artifacts of king-level consummation.

These artifacts are all Mo Wentian's spoils of war among the Tianniu clan.

"Emperor, this..."

"Emperor, these are divine artifacts of king-level consummation, you are..."

"Emperor, you have given us the king-level consummation artifact last time!"

...

Seeing the handful of artifacts appearing, Xiao Jinghen and the others had impressive expressions on their faces.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at Mo Wentian and said hastily.

"The emperor knows that he has already given it!"

"The emperor wants you to quickly refine these artifacts and use them to improve your cultivation!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly, and a smile spread instantly.

"Refine artifacts to improve your cultivation?"

"My lord, these are all king-level consummation artifacts. Isn't it too wasteful to refine them to improve your cultivation?"

As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, Xiao Jinghen's eyes were filled with astonishment, and he blurted out almost subconsciously.

"It's just some king-level consummated artifacts. Once refined, they will be refined!"

"What this emperor wants is for your cultivation to improve quickly!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and a gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

This time, in these cities of the Tianniu clan, there are dozens of king-level perfect artifacts collected.

For Mo Wentian, refining some to improve his cultivation base is even more irrelevant.

"What are you still doing?"

"Take it and refine it quickly, let's improve your cultivation!"

Xiaojiao looked at the people who were staring at Mo Wentian imposingly, with a wanton smile on the corner of his mouth, and cursed.

"Yes, yes, Master Xiaojiao!"

"Yes, Emperor!"

"Thank you, my lord!"

...

When Xiao Jiao's voice came, Xiao Jinghen and the others came back to their senses in an instant, without the slightest hesitation, they hurriedly said respectfully.

Immediately, a group of figures saluted slightly, and each of them retreated with two king-level perfect artifacts and some elixir.

In an instant, only Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao Huantian and Binglong were left in the hall.

Mo Wentian let Binglong stay here because Mo Wentian also felt that Xiaojiao's cultivation was about to break through, after all Binglong had the experience of breaking through the Emperor's Realm.

For Xiaojiao's breakthrough, his staying here is still somewhat beneficial.

"Little Jiao, Huantian, Binglong, you all enter Wentian Pavilion to practice!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, looked at Xiao Jiao and the others, and said coldly.

"Okay, boss!"

"Okay, boss!"

...

One dragon and one demon answered without the slightest hesitation, and disappeared in place in a flash.

When it reappeared, the figures of a dragon and a demon had already appeared in Wentian Pavilion.

As they entered the Wentian Pavilion, in the main hall, only Mo Wentian was left.

"My physique has broken through to the sixth level of the Immortal Body, the Nine Dragons Saint Body, and my cultivation has also broken through to the middle stage of the Heavenly King. My soul is 350 meters long, and my spiritual consciousness is 30,000 meters!"

"My strength is only comparable to the early stage of the emperor!"

"Such cultivation is not enough!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

Immediately, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian began to ponder inwardly.

"For me now, refining the king-level consummation artifact and the blood energy of the emperor's early warriors are of little use!"

"If you want to break through, you must have a stronger artifact and blood!"

Originally, when he was not fighting against the strong in the Emperor's Realm, Mo Wentian thought that with the terrifying physique of his Nine Dragon Saint Physique, he would be able to fight against the strong in the early stage of the Emperor with one punch.

But when it came time for the real battle, Mo Wentian realized that his physical strength was not enough.

The difference in strength between the fighters in the realm of the emperor and the fighters in the realm of the king is that one is in the sky and the other is underground.

"Consolidate your cultivation first!"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged without the slightest hesitation.

After a while, Mo Wentian entered the cultivation process, and the surrounding bulges quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian.

And Mo Wentian's aura was also slowly increasing!

A day passed in a blink of an eye.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, and let out a breath of foul air.

"If this continues, when will my cultivation break through!"

"It's time to practice!"

Standing up, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.