Chapter 743 Life Sacrifice Restriction

"Master, I know a king-level artifact!"

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan said in a respectful and deep voice.

"A king-level artifact?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the light soared.

What a king-level artifact is, of course Mo Wentian knows.

In the realm of heaven, the weapons used by everyone are called artifacts.

The artifacts are divided into nine levels, corresponding to the nine realms of heaven.

Among them, the fifth-order artifact is also called the king-level artifact.

"Among the Jiuyou clan, there is actually a king-level artifact!"

Mo Wentian, take a deep breath.

The fat you who was subdued in the dungeon last time is a king-level spirit treasure.

This time in Tiancheng, there is actually a king-level artifact!

"Where is this king-level artifact?"

Looking at the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan in front of him, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

A king-level artifact is a treasure. Even if such a treasure exists, it is definitely not so easy to obtain.

Otherwise, how could it survive until now.

"Master, this artifact is located in the Jiuyou Mountain Range. In three months, this artifact will be born!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan said in a deep voice.

"Not yet born?"

A cold light flickered in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Three months to go?

This Spirit Treasure, he can't ask God to decide.

Although his cultivation is now comparable to the peak of the Great Heaven, it is obviously not enough in this ancient relic.

He must improve his cultivation, not only him, Huantian, Xiaojiao, Kulai, Chixiao, Zantianhou, etc. all need to improve their cultivation.

"Boss, go to this forbidden area now, the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan knows the whereabouts of a king-level artifact, then..."

Seemingly remembering something, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and suddenly said in a deep voice.

"It's useless for the useless to keep it!"

A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan knew the whereabouts of the king-level artifact, and Mo Wentian would still be useful in keeping it, so of course he wouldn't kill it now.

And as for Old Man Huo...

"Old man Huo, go and open the forbidden area!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.

"Master, I..."

Although old man Huo has become Mo Wentian's slave, he still has a mind.

The old man Huo's eyes dimmed instantly, and his body couldn't help shaking a little.

Mo Wentian asked him to open the forbidden area, that would be a life sacrifice with his own life!

"Fifth Elder, why are you staring blankly, you can go if the master tells you to go!"

Seeing that the fifth elder hesitated, the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan made a move.

Suddenly, the power of the peak of the great heaven rolled out, and the void trembled violently.

However, the fifth elder, who was only in the middle stage of the great heaven, was sent flying towards the restriction in the cave by this palm.

"ah……"

"puff……"

In just one breath, the five elders' screams stopped abruptly.

The strong smell of blood pervaded in an instant, and the restriction in the cave was instantly shattered.

"Boss, the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan is so vicious!"

Looking at the rain of blood scattered in the void, Xiaojiao said coldly.

"Vicious? The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan can even give his own son to be devoured by the ancestors of the demon world. This is just an elder of their clan!"

"I can sacrifice my son for the benefit, let alone in the face of life and death!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably terrifying light burst out.

"Master, the restriction has been lifted!"

The patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan looked at Mo Wentian with incomparably cold eyes and said with incomparable respect.

"Take me in!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was boundless arrogance.

"Yes, Master!"

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan walked in front, followed by Mo Wentian and others.

"Buzz..."

After entering the Treasure Pavilion, the surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian.

"good!"

Mo Wentian glanced at his surroundings indifferently, and the surroundings were extremely accessible, spreading for an unknown number of miles.

"what's your name?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian realized that since the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan surrendered, he hadn't been asked what his name was.

The patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan couldn't keep calling, looking at the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan in front of him, Mo Wentian asked indifferently.

"Report to the master, the younger one is Wu Sheng!"

"Wu Sheng?"

Mo Wentian paused for a moment, and then his face calmed down again.

"In this treasure pavilion, where is the heavenly stone spiritual object stored?"

Looking at the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"I tell the master that among these treasures, the heavenly stone spirit is stored in a hidden cave."

Looking at Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng, the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan, said respectfully.

"A hidden cave?"

"take me!"

A cold light flickered in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Yes, Master!"

Wu Sheng hurriedly led Mo Wentian towards the depths of the cave.

A quarter of an hour later, an extremely strong aura came.

There was only a small cave, and countless sky rocks were piled up on the ground.

At a glance, there are at least a few million pieces, and the sky stones are shining with dazzling light, which is not ordinary at first glance.

"Boss, I like this Tianshi!"

Xiao Jiao grabbed a sky stone and disappeared into Mo Wentian's arms.

Immediately, he picked up a sky stone, and with a bang, bit off a large piece.

"Can this sky rock be crushed?"

Behind Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng's expression changed instantly.

The look in Xiaojiao's eyes was even more shocking, this is Tianshi!

The hardness of this sky rock is comparable to that of an artifact, Xiaojiao, how could it be crushed right away?

"Wu Sheng, bring all the spirit objects to this emperor!"

The Jiuyou Clan is indeed the fifth largest force in the ancient relics. There are so many sky stones, and there must be a lot of spiritual objects.

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of light flickered endlessly.

"Yes, Master!"

Wu Sheng paused slightly, but the next moment, Wu Sheng's expression became respectful again.

"Little Jiao, Huantian, put away all the heavenly stones!"

Watching Wu Sheng leave, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on those millions of sky rocks.

If these heavenly stones were refined, they would be enough to increase their strength by a large amount.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

A quarter of an hour later, Xiaojiao lay down among a pile of sky rocks while rubbing her chubby belly.

Huantian also seemed to be full, with his round and fluffy body lying on the side.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Swallow!"

Mo Wentian gave a cold shout, and a sky stone landed in Mo Wentian's palm.

The Heaven Devouring God Art was deployed, and the spiritual energy in the sky rock rushed towards Mo Wentian crazily.

"Boom..."

In Mo Wentian's body, the rolling sword energy vibrated.

Mo Wentian's aura fluctuated wildly.

But for a moment, Mo Wentian's aura stabilized again.

"Inferior Tianshi, it's still a little short!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a terrifying cold light burst out.

In Mo Wentian's body, the four sword star cores that were spinning wildly also stabilized at this moment.

"This is……"

But at this moment, Mo Wentian's eyes landed on the bottom of a large pile of low-grade sky stones. Below that, more than a dozen sky stones shone brightly.

"This is a mid-grade heavenly stone!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a sudden joy.

"Little Jiao, Huantian, protect me!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged.