Chapter 845 The Cultivation of the Ancestor of the Demon World

"In...in this Nine Nether Grottoes, it is the castle where the king-level peak artifact was born!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the Dark Demon King replied with a cold look in his eyes.

"The castle where the artifact was born?"

Mo Wentian was taken aback for a moment, a bright light rose in his eyes.

"Your mission has been completed, you should be on your way!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and said coldly.

"Boy, what do you want?"

Hearing this, a bad premonition instantly rose in the Dark Lord's heart.

"How do you want it?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised, and the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure appeared directly in front of the Dark Demon King.

"What do you want?"

"Didn't you say that I said everything, so you let me go?"

...

Seeing Mo Wentian appear beside him, the Dark Lord's expression changed drastically.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Wentian looked at the trembling Dark Lord, his eyes were full of mischief.

"Let you go? This emperor has never said that!"

"You have already said what should be said, and it is time for you to play the final role!"

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly brightened.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Swallow!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian stretched out his palm, and grabbed the Dark Lord's head directly.

In the void, a supreme-like power enveloped the Dark Lord directly.

"What kind of power is this?"

"This power is terrifying!"

"Is this kid really going to kill the Dark Lord?"

"I think the Dark Lord is miserable this time!"

"It's a pity that Tianjun is a perfect powerhouse!"

...

Feeling the terrifying power, the dark place boiled instantly.

"ah……"

"No……"

...

There was a scream, and the Dark Lord knelt on the ground in an instant.

Even his severed leg knelt on the ground, and the bones glistening with white light were extremely clear.

On the top of his head, streaks of spiritual power were swallowed by Mo Wentian.

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

"This kid is too evil, he can't stay here any longer!"

"This kid is going to kill the Dark Demon King who is consummated by Tianjun. If we stay here, if Mo Wentian finds out, we will definitely die!"

"Go!"

"retreat!"

...

The tragic situation of the Dark Lord fell in the eyes of everyone, and everyone's eyes were full of shock.

The next moment, as if thinking of something, the figures retreated quickly.

But within a few breaths, only Mo Wentian and the Dark Lord who was being swallowed by Mo Wentian were left on the entire valley.

"Tianjun is consummated, it's really good!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian opened his eyes, the energy and blood in his body was extremely surging, and his aura surged even more rapidly.

The star in Mo Wentian's body vibrated even more violently at this moment.

"No, it's time to break through!"

Mo Wentian felt the changes in his body, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted coldly.

"Huh……"

"These run really fast!"

Mo Wentian realized that he needed to be physically fit, and immediately unfolded his spiritual sense. As soon as he unfolded his spiritual sense, he found that the figures in the dark had disappeared.

In the entire valley, only his breath remained.

Everyone ran away, which is a good thing for Mo Wentian now.

"Boss, I will come out to protect you!"

In the Wentian Pavilion, Xiaojiao seemed to have discovered something, and his voice rang in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Old Ancestor, I will also come out to protect you!"

Wu Jinfeng seemed to have sensed the changes in Mo Wentian's body, and said in a deep voice.

"It's enough for Xiaojiao to come out and protect me!"

Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded in Wentian Pavilion.

"Okay, boss!"

In Xiaojiao's voice, it was hard to hide some joy.

The next moment, a small snake came out of the Wentian Pavilion and stopped beside Mo Wentian.

"Boom..."

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

In Mo Wentian's dantian, the star spun crazily.

"Buzz..."

The surrounding spiritual energy rolled into Mo Wentian's body.

The aura on Mo Wentian's body also increased rapidly.

"It's still a little bit..."

There was a flash of coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Sky Grass, Youlong Grass..."

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and each strain of spiritual grass was quickly refined by Mo Wentian.

The rolling power quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian's power soared rapidly at this moment.

"Broken!"

Mo Wentian sipped heavily in his mouth.

"boom……"

Terrible power rose to the sky.

"This breath is so strong!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, a bright light rose in his eyes.

"Tianjun middle stage, break!"

Mo Wentian let out a cold drink, the star in Mo Wentian's body grew rapidly from the size of a soybean.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura directly broke through the early stage of Tianjun and reached the level of the middle stage of Tianjun.

The star in the dantian also grew from the size of a soybean to the size of an egg at this moment.

"The power of Tianjun's consummation is still a little weak!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian stabilized his breath and opened his eyes.

Muttering to himself, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

"Swallowed the Dark Lord, only let my cultivation break through to the middle stage of Tianjun!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

"Boss, you have broken through to the middle stage of Tianjun!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed, slipped into Mo Wentian's arms, looked at Mo Wentian, and said happily.

"In the early days of Tianjun, it's not enough!"

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

"Boss, when you are in the early stage of Tianjun, you can kill the strong man who is perfect in Tianjun!"

"Now your combat power will be invincible in the realm of Tianjun!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, his face was full of complacency.

It seems that he is happier than himself breaking through to the late stage of Tianjun.

"The old dog from the demon world who escaped has now recovered to the level of a heavenly king. If I want to prevent him from opening the seal of the demon soul, my cultivation is far from enough!"

As soon as Mo Wentian thought that the ancestor of the demon world who had escaped had already reached the mid-term stage of the king of heaven, Mo Wentian's expression immediately became solemn.

"That old dog has already recovered to the realm of the king?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao's face was full of disbelief.

It has only been a few short months, and the ancestor of the demon world has recovered from the realm of the great heaven to the king of heaven.

This is really terrible!

"Uh-huh!"

"It's all about restoring the cultivation base. What I'm worried about is that he will open other demon soul seals and release other strong men!"

Mo Wentian looked at the void, his eyes flickering with coldness.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Xiaojiao's expression also instantly became serious, looking at Mo Wentian, said in a deep voice.

"what to do?"

"Of course it is to find that old devil dog and kill him!"

A look of determination flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and his voice was even more powerful.