Chapter 788 Not Enough to Save Lives?

"Red clothes..."

"Red clothes..."

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, his palms turned into claws, and he sucked Xiao Yuehen's soul into his hands.

"Mo Wentian, let me go!"

"I know the whereabouts of a king-level artifact!"

Xiao Yuehen's eyes were full of panic, and his voice was always trembling uncontrollably.

"A king-level artifact?"

"Where?"

A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said coldly.

"In...in the Nine Serenity Mountains..."

Xiao Yuehen's spirit said tremblingly.

"Is it still half a month before it will be born?"

Before Xiao Yuehen could finish speaking, Mo Wentian sneered and interrupted.

"how do you know?"

"It will indeed take half a month before it will be born!"

Xiao Yuehen looked at Mo Wentian's soul with a look of surprise on his face.

"This is what the emperor knows, it's not enough to save your life!"

"What's more, even if the emperor doesn't know, if you tell the emperor, you will die!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were flickering with coldness, and then he pressed his palm hard, and Xiao Yuehen's soul screamed again and again in an instant.

"No……"

"ah……"

Xiao Yuehen's spirit was directly erased by Mo Wentian.

Countless spiritual powers gathered towards Mo Wentian.

"Phantom Dzi Bead!"

"Swallow!"

"Buzz..."

After firing out seal formulas one by one, terrifying and incomparable suctions came from the magic dzi bead one after another.

In Xiao Yuehen's soul, the power of countless souls, like spring water, quickly surged into the magic dzi bead.

"Buzz..."

As countless soul power poured into the magic dzi bead, the magic dzi bead trembled again.

"Red clothes..."

"Red clothes..."

"You can absorb soul power, this emperor will definitely take some more souls for you to absorb!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, his eyes full of determination.

In the next moment, he seemed to remember something.

With a flash of his figure, he came to the side of Xiao Yuehen who had lost all life in an instant. The next moment, he put his palm on Xiao Yuehen's head.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Swallow!"

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

"Boom..."

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

A powerful suction came from Mo Wentian's body, that force was extremely terrifying, as if it could swallow everything in the world.

The next moment, Xiao Yuehen's body exploded directly, and a rain of blood instantly fell in the void.

In the void, the countless blood energy was devoured by Mo Wentian crazily.

Following the devouring of Xiao Yuehen's blood energy, the two sword star cores in Mo Wentian's dantian seemed to have a kind of suction, and the two sword star cores approached infinitely.

"It's still a little bit closer!"

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, and an incomparably cold light burst out from his eyes.

The two sword star cores are infinitely close, but they just don't overlap.

Mo Wentian had a premonition that if he was allowed to devour a few more mid-stage Tianjun warriors, then his cultivation would surely reach a new height.

"The blood energy of Tianjun's middle-stage powerhouse is still good!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly.

"I thought it would be easy to solve Tianjun's middle stage, but now it seems that it is not so easy."

"Tianjun already has such strength in the middle stage, if Tianjun is even a strong man at the peak of Tianjun in the later stage...

"Zi Dijun's body has already been perfected, but it is not enough to cultivate to be great, and the heavenly position is not enough. It is necessary to improve the cultivation level!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

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

"Boss..."

"Boss..."

Seeing Mo Wentian stand up, Xiaojiao and Huantian hurriedly came to Mo Wentian's side, with a bit of unconcealable joy in their eyes.

"Our cultivation is still too bad!"

A solemn look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"Boss, the warriors in the middle stage of Tianjun are so strong!"

"Yeah, boss, I feel like I can't even block two moves!"

Huantian and Xiaojiao's exclamation sounded in Mo Wentian's ears.

"This is Xiao Yuehen's interspatial ring, take it to practice!"

"The battle is coming soon!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a cold light rose.

"Okay, boss!"

"I want to practice hard and fight side by side with you!"

Xiaojiao's face was full of determination, and his voice was even more powerful.

After following Mo Wentian for so long, Xiaojiao has already regarded Mo Wentian as his relative. Seeing his relative get injured while he is powerless is definitely the most painful thing.

Xiaojiao didn't want to go on like this, he had to improve his strength, stand beside Mo Wentian, and fight with him.

"Fight with me, you have to improve your cultivation!"

"Go and practice hard!"

Mo Wentian's face was extremely dull, but his heart couldn't help but feel warm.

Xiao Jiao regards him as a relative, so why doesn't he regard Xiao Jiao as a brother.

"Okay, boss!"

"Okay, boss!"

Huantian and Xiaojiao took the space ring, and immediately entered the Wentian Pavilion with a flash.

"Emperor..."

"Old Ancestor!"

"Brother Wentian, are you alright?"

Just as Xiaojiao and Huantian entered the Wentian Pavilion, the figures of Chi Xiao and others also appeared beside Mo Wentian.

"I'm fine!"

Mo Wentian looked at the crowd in front of him and said calmly.

"Chi Xiao!"

"The disciple is here!"

Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, Chi Xiao quickly stepped forward and said respectfully.

"There are some heavenly stone spirits here, you can use them to practice!"

"Try to improve your cultivation, monster race, demon race, coming soon!"

Mo Wentian looked into the void with both eyes, and said in a voice full of coldness.

"Yes, Emperor!"

Chi Xiao took the space ring, and the group retreated quickly.

In the same place, only Tianhu and Mo Wentian were left.

Seeing Tianhu's worried look, Mo Wentian swept Tianhu into his arms.

Immediately, the figures of the two disappeared in a flash, and when they reappeared, they had already appeared in an elegant and quiet courtyard.

"Brother Wentian..."

Nestling in Mo Wentian's arms, Tianhu's pretty face blushed.

"Tianhu, these are some elixir, you can refine them and improve your cultivation!"

Mo Wentian's mind moved, and a space ring appeared in his hand, looking at the Tianhu in front of him, he said in a deep voice.

"Okay, Brother Wentian, Tianhu must practice hard!"

Tianhu took the space ring, his eyes were full of determination.

"But Brother Wentian, I..."

"I'm worried that this time the Yaozu sent out the strongest fighters in the middle stage of Tianjun. If they send people next time, there will definitely be stronger fighters!"

"There are also demons..."

When Tianhu thought of what Mo Wentian was going to face next, his eyes couldn't help but sparkle, and his voice was full of worry.