Chapter 841 Consummation

"boom……"

Amidst the astonishment on everyone's faces, there was another violent collision, and Mo Wentian's body flew upside down again.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Mo Wentian's mouth again.

Mo Wentian's face was extremely pale.

The boundary-breaking sword just now did not block the magic cauldron at all, and the terrifying power on the magic cauldron hit Mo Wentian's body.

Mo Wentian only felt his internal organs, as if they had all moved.

"This Dark Lord is really too strong, if you don't take action, kill him!"

"If you continue to fight, I will be the one who will die!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Divine Bead!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian remembered that he still had the Divine Orb in his hand.

Among the divine beads, even Mo Wentian couldn't see the old man's strength at all.

But Mo Wentian knew that this senior Shenzhu must not be simple, and the Dark Lord in front of him must not be the opponent of Senior Shenzhu.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be able to block it!"

"If you weren't too arrogant, this king would still like you a little bit!"

"Quack quack..."

Wanton laughter came from the void, and the next moment, the Dark Demon King held the magic cauldron in his hand again, and came to suppress Mo Wentian again.

"Boy, die!"

"boom……"

"boom……"

...

Void, trembling crazily, surging devilish energy, terrifying and boundless auras came from the void.

Before Mo Wentian could make a move in the future, the billowing coercion had already swept over.

"puff……"

Amidst the endless devilish energy, Mo Wentian spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"This kid's cultivation is still too weak, if this continues, he will definitely die!"

"That's necessary. This kid's cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianjun. It's not bad if he can hold on to these moves!"

"It seems that we will be able to go together to receive the artifact from Lord Beast Master soon!"

...

Seeing Mo Wentian fly upside down again, the cynicism from the dark came instantly.

Listening to the voices of discussion, the Dark Lord's face was full of confidence.

"Boy, it seems that you are going to return the Phantom Spirit Fruit to this king!"

The next moment, looking at Mo Wentian, the Dark Lord's eyes were full of coldness.

"Yeah?"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and the corner of his mouth raised a strange arc.

"It must be done!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, the Heaven Devouring God Sword couldn't kill him, and the Heaven Devouring God Art couldn't devour him even more.

Whether it is the Heaven Devouring Sword Art or the Heaven Devouring God Art, they all need to rely on Mo Wentian's strength.

The stronger Mo Wentian's own power is, the stronger the power he displays will be.

"Senior Shenzhu, please help me!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and a bead shining with mysterious divine patterns appeared in his hand.

"Boy, you will have to pay a price for asking me for help!"

In the next moment, an incomparably thick voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"What price?"

Mo Wentian blurted out almost subconsciously.

"The price is very simple, but at the right time, you let me absorb a little of your power!"

In the thick voice, it was hard to hide a bit of banter.

"Absorb a little power?"

Mo Wentian was slightly taken aback.

Mo Wentian has experienced twice what Shenzhu said about absorbing a little power, and it is very clear.

Shenzhu is not trying to absorb some of his strength, it's more like squeezing him dry.

"how?"

"Boy, don't you agree?"

At this moment, a deep voice rang in Mo Wentian's mind again.

"If you don't agree, then I won't make a move!"

"This Dark Demon King is a perfect warrior of Tianjun, boy, no matter how evil you are, you can't kill him today!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian didn't make a sound, the voice of Shenzhu sounded again

"Isn't it just absorbing power?"

"Okay, I promise you!"

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

"Okay, then this emperor will take care of the Dark Lord for you!"

An incomparably hearty voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

The next moment, I saw a bright light rising from the divine bead.

"Boy, go to hell!"

The Dark Demon King looked at Mo Wentian, gave an evil laugh, and then held up the Baizhang Demon Cauldron, and threw it directly at Mo Wentian to suppress it.

"boom……"

The void trembled instantly, and the billowing devilish energy swept towards Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian looked at the magic cauldron that approached in an instant, his eyes were extremely indifferent.

Standing in the void, standing still.

"Is this kid waiting to die?"

"The magic cauldron is about to hit him, and he is standing like this, not moving?"

"I looked at the boy in despair, waiting calmly to die!"

"Ant-like Tianjun dared to bet with the Dark Lord in the early stage, this is simply beyond his control!"

"This kid is miserable!"

...

Seeing Mo Wentian standing in place with a calm expression on his face.

The dark place boiled instantly.

"boom……"

Just when everyone thought that the magic cauldron was about to smash Mo Wentian into pieces, the magic cauldron suddenly stopped an inch away from Mo Wentian.

A mysterious and boundless bead stood in front of Mo Wentian, and above the bead, a vast and boundless aura spread.

The next moment, I saw the devilish energy in the void frantically gathering towards the divine pearl.

"How is this going?"

"What the hell is this bead!"

The Dark Lord instantly sensed something was wrong, looking at the divine orb in the void, his eyes were filled with astonishment.

"Senior Shenzhu, you just need to make a move to play the Dark Lord to death. As for the rest, leave it to me!"

Seems to have remembered something, Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.

"here you are?"

"Boy, I promise you!"

Shenzhu answered instantly.

"Little Tianjun is a consummated fighter, and he dares to act presumptuously in front of me!"

"Crush!"

The indifferent voice resounded throughout the void.

"who is it?"

"Who is talking?"

"It's that mysterious bead!"

"This bead is so weird, it can directly devour devil energy!"

"I didn't expect this kid to have this kind of divine orb. I think the Dark Lord might really fall into this kid's hands today!"

...

The indifferent voice came, and the people in the dark came back to their senses and started talking crazily.

"Who are you?"

"Why do you want to help this kid against me?"

The Dark Demon King stared at the divine orb in the void with his eyes as black as ink, and pretended to be calm, he shouted coldly.

"Little Tianjun is consummated, and he is not worthy to know who I am!"

"As for why I made the move, you have no right to know!"

The cold and arrogant voice resounded in the void again.

"Senior Shenzhu's words, why are they so familiar!"

Na na murmured to himself, a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, this is your usual tone of voice, of course you will feel familiar!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao's voice suddenly came from Wentian Pavilion.