Chapter 811 Crazy Devouring

"Surrender..."

"Or die!"

Mo Wentian's cold voice resounded in the void.

"No……"

In the void, an unwilling voice came.

"If you don't surrender, you will die!"

"boom……"

Mo Wentian snorted coldly and struck out with a punch.

The next moment, screams came one after another.

"You can't kill me. I'm from the demon clan. My relationship with the demon king is extraordinary. If you kill me, the demon king will definitely not let you go!"

"What's more, it's not me who wants to kill you, it's the entire monster clan, demon clan, and beast clan!"

A series of panicked voices came from the void.

"Monster Race, Demon Race, Beast Race!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.

"It seems that you don't want to live anymore!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian punched Meng Ruoxi on the body.

"boom……"

Meng Ruoxi's body flew upside down again.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Meng Ruoxi's mouth.

"Don't……"

"Don't kill me, I will..."

"Tell you everything!"

Meng Ruoxi looked at the proudly standing figure in the sky, her whole body trembled.

Meng Ruoxi only felt this punch, as if her internal organs had moved.

She tried to attack Mo Wentian with her soul. She thought that Mo Wentian would surely die, but unexpectedly, she also suffered a backlash.

Now she has been seriously injured, she is already a strong person who is about to step into the realm of heavenly kings, and after entering the realm of heavenly kings, she will gain countless lifespans, how could she be willing to die like this!

Since Meng Ruoxi has a pivotal position in the Yaozu, she must understand many things.

Since she wanted to tell herself so earnestly, Mo Wentian had no reason to refuse.

"Tell me, where is the Jiuyou Mountain Range?"

Looking at Meng Ruoxi, Mo Wentian suddenly asked indifferently.

"Nine Serenities Mountain Range?"

Meng Ruoxi's expression suddenly changed.

"explain!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, the cold air made people tremble with fear, and Meng Ruoxi was crazily enveloped in a terrifying killing intent.

Meng Ruoxi only felt that her whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.

"I, I, I..."

Meng Ruoxi's body was full of tea.

"I tell you, you..."

"Will you let me go?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Meng Ruoxi's face flickered.

"Let you go?"

Hearing this, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

"If you tell this emperor, this emperor will consider letting you go!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold, and a icy glint rose in his eyes.

Let her go?

is it possible?

A strong man at the peak of Tianjun, if used as a dog, it still has some effect.

What's more, this Meng Ruoxi is an old friend of the Demon King, she must know very well about the affairs of the Demon Clan, how could Mo Wentian let her go?

"consider……"

Meng Ruoxi's face was instantly pale.

Come to think of it, this is simply not believable!

"Mo Wentian, if you kill me, the Demon King will not let you go!"

"You must die too!"

"Hahaha……"

At this moment, Meng Ruoxi seemed to remember something, looked at Mo Wentian, and laughed ferociously on his face.

"I'll die too?"

Mo Wentian frowned slightly, seeing Meng Ruoxi's crazy expression, Mo Wentian's mouth curled up into a wicked smile again.

"Boss, since this idiot doesn't say anything, let's just kill him!"

Meng Ruoxi's arrogant appearance made people very uncomfortable, and the eyes of Xiaojiao beside him also had a terrifying killing intent in their eyes.

"killed……"

"Although this old hag is a bit ugly and disgusting, but keeping it is still useful!"

Mo Wentian's voice was incomparably calm, but the chill in it made one's heart tremble.

"The emperor has given you a chance, if you don't say it, then go to hell!"

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest liking for the people of the Yaozu.

Originally, he wanted to keep Meng Ruoxi to make a dog, but since she was so ignorant, Mo Wentian didn't mind beheading her.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Swallow!"

A cold and arrogant voice sounded, and in the void, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and he came to Meng Ruoxi's side in an instant.

In the void, a supreme power enveloped Meng Ruoxi.

"What is this……"

"ah……"

...

A miserable cry came, and Meng Ruoxi knelt on the ground, and above her head, the power of the soul was swallowed by Mo Wentian.

The blood in her body also crazily gathered towards Mo Wentian.

"This blood is not bad!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian opened his eyes, his body was surging with blood, and his aura also rapidly increased.

Especially Mo Wentian's physique, which has reached the perfect body of the Purple Emperor, unexpectedly has a tendency to break through again.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's soul surged up again.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Yes, Not Bad!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and at this moment, his soul actually increased from the original two hundred feet to two hundred and fifty feet.

A martial artist at the peak of Tianjun has a soul of a hundred feet, but Mo Wentian is a Tianjun's initial cultivation base, and his soul has already reached a terrifying two hundred and fifty feet.

The horror of this can be imagined.

"My soul power has improved, what about my spiritual consciousness?"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered coldly.

"Spiritual consciousness..."

"open!"

"Buzz..."

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian unfolded his soul, and at this moment, his spiritual consciousness also spread crazily.

"Ten thousand meters!"

"Eleven thousand meters!"

"It's still spreading!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably bright light.

"Twelve kilometers!"

"Thirteen kilometers!"

...

The spread of spiritual consciousness didn't stop until it reached the terrifying 15,000 meters.

Mo Wentian opened his eyes again, and his spiritual consciousness spread, reaching a terrifying 15,000 meters, only 5,000 meters away, to reach 20,000 meters.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

"Tianjun's peak blood is good, but this one is not enough for me to break through!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian let out a mouthful of turbid air.

Although there is no breakthrough, Mo Wentian has a premonition that if he is allowed to devour a few late-stage Tianjun, peak powerhouses, his cultivation will surely reach the terrifying middle-stage Tianjun, or even the late-stage Tianjun.

"Boss, your strength has become stronger again!"

Suddenly, looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao's eyes lit up with joy.

"Boss, the aura on your body has become stronger again, no, I can't fall behind you, I want to practice hard and fight side by side with you!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao, who had turned into a small snake, also slipped out of Mo Wentian's embrace, looking at Mo Wentian with determination in his eyes.