Chapter 837 The Dark Lord

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

"My brother is the number one genius of the Demon Clan, and he has also been appreciated by the Beast Master. If you let me go, I will ask my brother to ask the Beast Master to let you go!"

At this moment, Lu Ming was terrified in his heart.

He wanted to struggle to escape, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get away from Mo Wentian's palm.

"Release the Jiuyou Clan?"

"When will this emperor need to be let go by others, Lu Ming, you talk too much!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the coldness flickered endlessly.

Immediately, with the palm of his hand, Lu Ming's spirit screamed again and again.

"No……"

"ah……"

Lu Ming's spirit was directly wiped away by Mo Wentian.

Countless soul powers oscillated around Mo Wentian.

"Phantom Dzi Bead!"

"Swallow!"

"Buzz..."

After firing out seal formulas one by one, in the magic dzi bead, one after another incomparably terrifying suction came.

Countless soul power surged towards the magic dzi bead.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, Huan Tianzhu trembled violently a few times.

As the power of the soul enters the magic dzi bead, the phantoms of the two red clothes and red clothes that were originally clear became more and more clear at this moment.

Lu Ming, the third-ranked genius disciple of the Demon Race, has fallen!

"Boss!"

"Old Ancestor!"

...

At this moment, the figures of Xiao Jiao, Wu Sheng and others appeared beside Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, it was hard to hide a bit of worry in the expressions.

"I'm fine!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a flash of light flashed, and then his mind moved, and he put away the Magic Dzi Bead.

"Wu Sheng, Wu Jinfeng, how is your recovery?"

Seemingly reminded of something, Mo Wentian asked in a cold voice.

"Thank you for your care, my ancestors, my injuries are fine!"

Wu Jinfeng saluted slightly and said respectfully.

"Well, the recovery is not bad!"

Mo Wentian looked at Wu Jinfeng, and his soul was swept away. The situation in Wu Jinfeng's body was completely displayed in Mo Wentian's mind.

Wu Jinfeng's injuries were indeed almost recovered.

"Boss, my cultivation has reached the late stage of Tianjun, next time I encounter such a thing!"

"You let me make a move, I want to see how my strength is!"

Suddenly, Xiaojiao remembered that Mo Wentian didn't let him make a move just now, so he opened his mouth and said.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you're watching me kill so many people, your hands are itchy, right?"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, and teased with a slight twitch of his mouth.

"Boss, I really can't hide my thoughts from you!"

Being exposed by Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao said in a low voice a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, there are plenty of opportunities!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold light instantly rose.

"Boss, I feel that the Phantom Spirit Fruit is deep in this cave!"

At this moment, Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.

"In the depths of this cave?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a bright light instantly rose up.

"That's right, it's the cave just now!"

Huantian's eyes were full of firmness.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go in and pick the Phantom Spirit Fruit together!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then walked straight into the depths of the cave.

"etc!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian felt a strange and boundless aura coming, and instantly shouted coldly.

"Boss, the devilish energy here is terrifying!"

Xiaojiao also seemed to feel the strangeness in the depths of the cave, and said with a slightly dignified expression.

"The Phantom Spirit Fruit has such great effects, and it can still exist in this sinkhole forever!"

"It means that it must not be easy to obtain this phantom spirit fruit. There must be something terrifying in this cave!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold glow rose, looking at the cave in front of him, he said coldly.

"Boss, since it's so dangerous inside, let's leave!"

Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and said solemnly.

Huantian has followed Mo Wentian for this period of time, and he has already regarded Mo Wentian as a relative.

Even though he really wanted this Phantom Spirit Fruit to improve his cultivation, he still didn't want Mo Wentian to be hurt because of him.

"Is this emperor a person who is afraid of danger?"

"The more dangerous it is, the more interesting it is. Be careful and follow this emperor!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then said in a deep voice.

As Mo Wentian and the others entered the depths of the cave, the entire world seemed to be darkened.

"Boom..."

In the cave, the turbulent demonic energy formed vortices one by one in the void, and the vortexes were extremely dark, which seemed strange and boundless.

"Who dares to intrude into this king's territory? Are they here to die?"

At this moment, a gloomy voice resounded in the cave.

"Who are you?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold air rose.

In the vortex of the void, there seems to be a terrifying power.

"Quack quack..."

"This king is the Dark Lord, the king of this sinkhole!"

A strange laugh came from the vortex.

The vortex was several feet high, and the entire cave was completely enveloped by this pitch-black devilish energy.

In the next moment, the billowing devilish energy surged towards Mo Wentian and the others.

"Boss, this demon energy is so strong!"

The voices of Xiaojiao and Huantian sounded in Mo Wentian's mind at the same time.

"So strong?"

"But it's only the realm of Tianjun's consummation!"

Mo Wentian's voice was full of arrogance.

"Dark Lord?"

"Just because you dare to be king in front of this emperor?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the coldness flickered endlessly.

The Dark Lord in front of him was powerful and boundless.

But his cultivation base is not very high, but only the perfect state of Tianjun.

Mo Wentian had a premonition that although the Dark Demon King's cultivation had reached the perfection of Tianjun, it was really impossible to kill him.

"Boy, you are really arrogant!"

In the cave, a cold voice came.

"Bang bang bang..."

With the surge of devilish energy, the barriers in the cave instantly shattered.

"The coercion of Tianjun's consummation is indeed very strong!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, the demonic energy in the void was extremely terrifying.

Although there is only a small difference between Tianjun Consummation and Tianjun's peak state, in terms of strength, there is a world of difference.

This breath is many times stronger than Meng Ruoxi and Lu Ming who were at the peak of Tianjun before.

"Except for Xiaojiao, all of you have entered the Wentian Pavilion!"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian sneered at Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng behind him.

But in one tenth of a breath, Wu Sheng, Wu Jinfeng and others have already been collected by Mo Wentian into the Wentian Pavilion.

"Old Hei, why are you in a hurry to fight?"

"How about a bet with the emperor?"

Mo Wentian looked at the billowing devilish energy, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"bet?"

"What bet?"

Hearing this, the billowing devilish energy gathered in an instant, and finally formed a black-faced old man.

The black-faced old man looked at Mo Wentian and said subconsciously.