Chapter 1329 Eight Direction Formation

The next moment, the eight of them quickly headed towards the valley without any hesitation.

But at this moment, in the valley, a vast and boundless aura rose to the sky.

At the same time, a dragon chant sound also came from the void.

Following this dragon chant, the eight people seemed to see a peerless divine dragon standing proudly in the void.

"This monster, I'm afraid it will break through soon!"

"What a terrifying dragon power. The cultivation of this divine dragon may have reached the late stage of the emperor!"

"I heard that the emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom always has a divine dragon by his side. Could it be that kid Mo Wentian, who is one step faster than us, and ransacked the treasure house of the White Tiger Clan, right?"

"This is Mo Wentian, it's really hateful!"

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In the eyes of the eight people, traces of anger rose instantly.

"This kid, he still hasn't left after taking away the resources!"

"I still have the guts to break through here, but I want to see what kind of person the emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom is!"

Among the eight members of the Borneo tribe, the elder with the highest cultivation level was also their great elder. There was a flash of coldness in his eyes, and then he said indifferently.

"Walk!"

As soon as the Great Elder said this, the remaining seven people said hurriedly not to be outdone.

The next moment, the figures of the eight people walked directly towards the valley.

But at this moment in the valley, Xiaojiao's aura has stabilized.

Xiaojiao's cultivation has reached the late stage of the emperor at this moment. As for the elixir that is piled up like a hill around Xiaojiao's body, most of it has been consumed at this moment.

But the remaining half is still like a hill.

After all, this is all the cultivation resources of the three major monster clans, and this amount must be quite a lot.

But at this moment, behind Mo Wentian, the little black snake was stunned.

So many elixirs and artifacts were devoured by Xiao Jiao, which made his heart ache.

Although he is the ancestor of the Xuan Snake clan, he has never refined so many cultivation resources. Looking at this scene, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Little Jiao, congratulations, your cultivation has reached the Empress stage!"

Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with joy.

"Thank you, boss!"

"My cultivation base can break through, and your credit is the greatest, boss!"

Xiaojiao's figure flashed and transformed into a small snake, landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder, and said sincerely.

"It's good that your cultivation can break through!"

A gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said lightly.

"Boss, if these resources are taken back and given to our disciples of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom to practice, they will definitely be able to improve their cultivation by a lot!"

"I have devoured so much, but my cultivation has only improved a small realm, this..."

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said solemnly.

Xiaojiao knew very well in his heart that whether the artifacts or resources he devoured, even if it was only one of the artifacts or a pill, it would greatly improve the cultivation of the disciples of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom.

Thinking like this, Xiao Jiao felt a little uncomfortable.

"There is no need to worry about this. With my emperor here, is it possible that there will be no cultivation resources for my disciples in the Heaven Devouring Kingdom?"

Seeing Xiaojiao's expression changing instantly, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, a smile spread, and he said indifferently.

That appearance, as if he really didn't pay attention to the resources that Xiaojiao swallowed just now.

"Boss..."

Seeing Mo Wentian's indifferent expression, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"who?"

But at this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to have discovered something, his eyes suddenly swept around, and the coldness in his eyes suddenly increased.

"Buzz..."

As Mo Wentian's icy eyes swept away, eight figures appeared instantly.

The eight people who appeared were exactly the eight elders of the Brahmins who followed Mo Wentian's breath.

"You are the emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom, Mo Wentian?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a figure among the eight stood up, with a gloomy glare in his eyes, and said coldly.

Just the next moment, when their eyes fell on the elixir and artifacts piled up like a hill.

The eight people knew very well what happened in the valley just now.

Especially when their eyes fell on Xiao Jiao, his expression changed slightly.

"Master, do you want me to deal with these eight people directly?"

Behind Mo Wentian, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the little black snake.

"Don't worry!"

Mo Wentian, the little black snake, waved his hand.

"The aura of this little black snake is terrifying!"

"This little black snake, I seem to have seen it somewhere!"

"By the way, before I came to the Tianji Mountain Range, the patriarch showed me a portrait of this little black snake, which shows the number one monster in the Tianji Mountain Range!"

"I also remembered, this little black snake is the ancestor of the Xuan Snake clan, and also the former Xuan Snake Emperor!"

"How could this ancestor Xuan Snake be by this kid's side, and it seems that this ancestor Xuan Snake is very respectful to that kid Mo Wentian!"

...

Noticing the little black snake behind Mo Wentian, the eyes of the eight people flashed, and they started talking instantly.

"Eight monks, you are right, this emperor is Mo Wentian, the emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian looked at the eight Borneo people, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said with a wicked smile on his face.

Although there was a smile on his face, an incomparably cold light flashed in the depths of Mo Wentian's eyes.

These eight people appeared here, and they seemed to follow him, and they were simply here to find fault.

Mo Wentian doesn't have a good impression of people who come to find fault, and he is not a kind person. If these eight people don't know each other, don't blame him.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to dare to admit that a little Heavenly King is at the peak!"

"It would be easy for any of us to kill you!"

Seeing Mo Wentian admitting so readily, the person who came out of the battle had an incomparably sinister glint in his eyes.

"Is it easy to kill the emperor?"

"Monk, I think you are courting death!"

Hearing this, the mighty might of the little black snake spread out in an instant. Looking at the eight Borneo people, it seemed like looking at dead bodies one after another. In the extremely black eyes, there was a terrifying killing intent.

"Xiao Hei, back off!"

But Mo Wentian, who watched this scene, suddenly shrank his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Emperor!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the aura of the little black snake subsided instantly.

The figure flashed and retreated to Mo Wentian's body, the expression that looked at Mo Wentian was as respectful as he could be.