Chapter 1162 Medicine Valley

"Boss, are you trying to suppress this phantom civet cat with your soul?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Huantian seemed to understand something, and said with a gleam in his eyes.

"That's right, the magic civet cat's illusion is pretty good!"

"It will take a lot of effort to fight him head-on!"

Mo Wentian looked at Huantian, with an incomparably cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Soul!"

"Suppression!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, let out a cold drink, and directly unfolded his soul.

With the expansion of the soul, the power of the three hundred and fifty feet of the soul burst out violently in an instant, and attacked the phantom civet cat.

"Boy, you..."

"You actually attacked me with the power of your soul?"

Feeling Mo Wentian's divine and soul power enveloping him, the Huancivet's eyes suddenly grew colder.

"Attack you?"

"What this emperor wants is not to attack you, but your demon core!"

"Die!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of terrifying and boundless killing intent.

At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body also instantly surged, and the three hundred and fifty-foot spirit enveloped towards the phantom civet cat.

"No……"

"This is impossible?"

"Boy, your cultivation is no more than the mid-term stage of the king of heaven, how can your soul be stronger than mine?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's spirit enveloped him more and more, and Huan Li Mao only felt that a mountain was coming to suppress him.

In an instant, his face turned pale, and his green pupils were filled with shock.

In front of him, Mo Wentian's cultivation was clearly revealed in front of him. It was clearly only at the middle stage of a heavenly king, but Mo Wentian's soul had reached three hundred and fifty feet.

For some reason, at this moment, a bad premonition arose in the heart of the magic civet cat.

"Ant, hand over the demon pill obediently, otherwise, this emperor doesn't mind letting you suffer from the suppression of the soul!"

Looking at the phantom civet cat, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness, and his voice was so cold that it made people feel chills.

"Boss, are you trying to kill this phantom raccoon with your soul?"

Hearing this, Huantian seemed to understand something, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"If you don't know the face, you will die!"

A stern and boundless voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's face was full of arrogance.

"Boy, it doesn't matter if your spirit is strong, I am a monster practicing illusion, you want to kill me with the power of spirit, don't even think about it!"

Suddenly, the phantom civet cat seemed to remember something, a gleam of light rose in its eyes, and it shouted coldly.

"Yeah?"

"Ant, you can give it a try, under the spirit of the emperor, can you escape?"

Hearing this, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled into an evil smile.

"Suppression!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his three hundred and fifty feet of spirit directly enveloped the phantom civet cat.

"not good!"

"The power of this kid's soul has locked me!"

And at the moment when Mo Wentian's spirit shrouded him, the first reaction of the phantom civet cat was to transform into something else to escape Mo Wentian's spirit attack.

But he miscalculated, Mo Wentian's soul power seemed to lock him.

No matter what kind of thing he turned into, he couldn't get rid of Mo Wentian's soul power at all.

"This Emperor has given me a chance, you don't cherish it, no wonder this Emperor!"

"Die!"

Mo Wentian looked at the phantom civet cat crazily transforming into other things, and said with a stern look on his face.

As soon as these words came out, Mo Wentian's spirit directly shrouded Huancivet's body.

"ah……"

"You let me go, let me go, I promise you, I will give you my demon pill!"

At the moment when Mo Wentian's spirit enveloped the Huan civet cat, the Huan civet cat screamed miserably.

On his face, the expression was extremely painful, as if he was suffering from great pain at the moment.

Looking at Mo Wentian, his expression was no longer as cold and arrogant as before, but he begged Mo Wentian for mercy.

The demon core of a monster is of course extremely important to a monster, without the demon core, his physical cultivation would not exist.

But if he handed over the demon pill, he still has a soul. As long as there is a soul, he will be able to restore his physical body sooner or later.

Keeping the green hills is not afraid of no firewood, Huan civet cat is thinking so at the moment.

"I want to ask for mercy now, it's too late!"

"Shenhun, crush him for me!"

Hearing the civet cat's begging for mercy, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly.

The murderous aura on his body was even more frightening and boundless.

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and his soul directly invaded into the soul of the phantom civet cat.

"No……"

"ah……"

...

As Mo Wentian's spirit entered, Huanciomao subconsciously resisted, but the more he resisted, the deeper Mo Wentian's spirit invaded, and the greater the pain he had to bear.

After a few breaths, the screams stopped abruptly.

"boom……"

There was a violent explosion, and in the void, the phantom civet cat's several hundred feet body directly hit the ground, stirring up dust all over the place.

At this moment, there is no life in the phantom civet cat.

"Buzz..."

At the same time, in Mo Wentian's hand, there appeared a faintly concealed demon pill shining with transparent light.

"Huantian, this demon pill is for you!"

Seemingly remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at Huantian, and grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you, boss!"

The fluffy paws took the magic civet cat's demon pill, and a grateful look rose in Huantian's eyes.

"No need to thank me!"

"Take it and ask Tiange to practice properly!"

Mo Wentian looked at Huantian with an extremely indifferent expression.

"Okay, boss!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Huantian quickly agreed.

Immediately, the figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, Huantian's figure had already appeared in Wentian Pavilion.

And as Huantian's figure disappeared, Mo Wentian was the only one left in the depths of the valley.

"It's time to investigate, the source of the strong medicinal fragrance!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably bright light.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

After a while, when Mo Wentian's figure reappeared, he was already in front of a waterfall.

"Isn't the source of the strong medicinal fragrance here?"

"Strange, why is there only one waterfall in front of me!"

Na na muttering to himself, Mo Wentian looked at the waterfall in front of him, his eyes full of surprise.

He followed the medicinal fragrance all the way, and this is the place where the medicinal fragrance is the strongest, but there is nothing here except the waterfall.

"In this waterfall, it must not be easy!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the light flashed away.