Chapter 775 Purple Emperor's Consummation

"Mo Wentian, what do you want to do?"

The spirit of the Little Tiger King was full of anger, and wanted to struggle, but no matter how hard he struggled, he just couldn't break free from Mo Wentian's palm.

"What are you doing?"

"Planted in the hands of this emperor, of course he is dead!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness, and then he pressed his palm hard, and the soul of the little tiger king screamed again and again in an instant.

"No……"

"ah……"

The spirit of the Little Tiger King was directly erased by Mo Wentian.

Countless divine and soul powers oscillated around Mo Wentian!

"Phantom Dzi Bead!"

"Swallow!"

"Buzz..."

After firing out the seal formulas one by one, in the magic dzi bead, one after another incomparably terrifying suction force came, and the countless powers of spirits rushed into the magic dzi bead like a tide.

"Buzz..."

Huan Tianzhu couldn't help trembling.

As countless soul power entered the Magic Dzi Bead, Mo Wentian seemed to see the two figures in red clothes and red clothes in the Magic Dzi Bead, and they both trembled slightly.

"Red clothes..."

"Red clothes..."

"They are absorbing soul power!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was an instant surprise.

Red clothes and red clothes can absorb soul power, which means that if Mo Wentian gives them enough soul power to absorb, then they will come back!

"Brother Wentian..."

"Emperor..."

"Old Ancestor..."

...

At some point, Chi Xiao and the others had come to Mo Wentian's side, staring at Mo Wentian with concern in their eyes.

"I'm fine!"

A gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and with a thought, he put away the Magic Dzi Bead and said in a deep voice.

"king……"

"The capital is dead, let's run away!"

The eyes of Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey were unparalleled, and their hearts trembled even more.

Who is this boy in front of him!

It is clear that the cultivation base is the perfect realm of the heavenly position, but he beheaded all the little tiger kings in the realm of heavenly monarchs.

This is simply a monster!

"The son of the demon king and the saint of your demon clan are dead!"

"You should be on your way too!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian turned his eyes and looked at the trembling Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey not far away. His cold voice pierced their hearts like sharp swords.

For the Yaozu, Mo Wentian has no mercy, if these people come to seek death, then he will help them.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Sword breaks the sky!"

He shouted coldly, and the next moment, he saw the Heaven Devouring Sword appearing in Mo Wentian's hand.

Immediately, Mo Wentian made a move with his sword, and directly slashed towards the Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey in the void who were about to flee wildly.

"Do not kill me……"

"No……"

...

Looking at the terrifying sword that came in an instant, one after another screams sounded, and the breath of the thunder leopard and whirlwind monkey in the void also dissipated. After a while, the screams disappeared.

Thunder Leopard and Whirlwind Monkey fall!

"The emperor's cultivation has increased again?"

"The strength of the ancestor is really terrible. The consummation of the great heaven actually killed the strong Tianjun. This is simply..."

...

In Tiancheng, those figures looked at Mo Wentian with serious faces.

"Little Tiger King in the Realm of the Heavenly Monarch, how can you waste it!"

"Xiaojiao, Huantian is my emperor's guardian!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian once again looked at the dead body of the Little Tiger King in front of him, and an incomparably cold light rose in his eyes.

"Yes, boss!"

"Yes, boss!"

The figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian appeared beside Mo Wentian in an instant, their eyes glistening.

"Brother Wentian, I will also protect the law for you!"

"Protect the Dharma for the Emperor!"

"Protect the law for the ancestor!"

...

In Tiancheng, one after another cold shouts sounded, all warriors sat down cross-legged and surrounded Mo Wentian tightly.

"You all step back, Xiaojiao and Huantian are enough to protect the emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at the excited figures in front of him, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Emperor!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Brother Wentian, I..."

...

One after another figure, although a little reluctant, still retreated.

"All the powerful Tianjun were killed by the emperor, how strong is the emperor's current combat power?"

"I think the ancestor's cultivation base will break through the realm of the heavenly monarch soon!"

"The realm of the great heavenly position can kill the strong Tianjun. If the ancestor breaks through to the realm of the heavenly monarch, how terrible would it be?"

...

One after another figures left in a mighty way, and the entire Tiancheng was full of discussions.

Hearing these discussions, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly.

The remaining seven members of the Jiuyou Clan still don't know Mo Wentian's true identity. After these few stations, these seven Jiuyou Clan disciples have already obtained Mo Wentian's approval.

In Mo Wentian's heart, strength is not important, the most important thing is loyalty. Strength and cultivation can be improved through cultivation resources, but loyalty cannot be improved through cultivation.

"The announcement of the true identity is not far away!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, he took a step forward and came to the side of Little Tiger King, the son of the demon king in an instant. The next moment, he placed his palm on the head of the son of the demon king.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Devour!

Mo Wentian let out a cold drink, and immediately activated the Heaven Devouring Art.

"Boom..."

One after another sword energy vibrated crazily on Mo Wentian's body.

A powerful suction came from Mo Wentian's body, that force seemed to be able to swallow everything.

"The emperor is devouring, what a terrible suction!"

"Go back!"

"Rewind, this power is too terrifying!"

...

In Tiancheng, the figures accelerated and fled crazily, as if they were afraid that the terrible suction would swallow them up.

The next moment, the body of Little Tiger King, the son of the demon king, exploded directly, and countless blood energy was swallowed by Mo Wentian crazily.

Following the devouring of the blood energy of the little tiger king, the son of the demon king, the sword star core in Mo Wentian's body flickered endlessly, appearing boundless and mysterious.

"The purple emperor's body..."

"It's about to break through again!"

As if he had discovered something, Mo Wentian's eyes burst out with an incomparably terrifying light.

Layers of supreme deep purple light rose from Mo Wentian's body, the radiant light was extremely dazzling.

"Wow..."

But the next moment, the pure purple light on Mo Wentian's body was all shattered into pieces and disappeared.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's body was replaced by a layer of dark purple light.

The deep purple light, with a supreme aura, looks extremely noble.

"The Purple Emperor is perfect!"

"The blood energy of the strong Tianjun is still good!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly.

"Now that my cultivation base has reached the perfection of the Great Heaven, and the body of the Purple Emperor has also broken through to the perfection, I have no fear even in the face of the mid-stage Tianjun powerhouse!"

"Even if you meet Tianjun's late stage or even a consummated strong man, it is already impossible to kill me!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Slightly letting out a foul breath, Mo Wentian stood up.