Chapter 859 The Demon Lord Submits

"This emperor not only has the complete devouring demon body technique, but also countless demon skills. If you submit to this emperor, this emperor will let you break through the realm of the emperor!"

"Not only that, but this emperor will help you become the king of the devil world!"

Seemingly remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at the Mozun in front of him and said in a deep voice.

In the battle in the temple, Mo Wentian beheaded the two ancestors of the Demon Realm, and obtained countless Demon Realm exercises.

Among them is the Devour Magic Body Art.

"Do you have other techniques from the devil world?"

Mozun's eyes began to waver.

The demon world gradually declined in this ancient relic, and countless exercises also disappeared.

If he could get these skills, maybe he could not only break through to the emperor, but also break through to the supreme heavenly sage realm, it is not impossible.

"certainly!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were cold and arrogant.

"So what if you have these exercises?"

"Your cultivation base is only in the middle stage of the Heavenly King. Isn't it ridiculous that I am a majestic Heavenly King and powerhouse, surrendering to you!"

In Mozun's eyes, a cold light suddenly rose, and he said coldly.

"Since you are so ignorant, then this emperor will let you know how powerful this emperor is!"

A cold voice sounded, and a terrifying and boundless murderous aura suddenly rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Swallow!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian directly activated the Heaven Devouring Art.

The next moment, I saw a vast and boundless suction force spreading from Mo Wentian's body.

"Boy, are you using this trick again?"

Sensing that terrifying power, the Mozun's eyes were full of fear.

Mo Wentian's inhalation just now absorbed one-third of his demonic energy, and now Mo Wentian is using this trick again...

If Mo Wentian continued to suck like this, he would be completely sucked dry within a few breaths.

"So what?"

"This emperor will give you one last chance, surrender or die!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the killing intent was terrifying and boundless, and the coldness in his voice was even more chilling.

"I can surrender!"

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

"Wouldn't it be great to do this early!"

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Since the Demon Venerable is willing to submit, then he will be Mo Wentian's people from now on. He absorbs the devil energy and refines it, which will not help Mo Wentian much, but these devil energy is extremely important to the Demon Lord.

In the next instant, Mo Wentian quickly withdrew that terrifying suction force.

Seeing the terrifying power of the void dissipate, Mozun couldn't hide a bit of relief on his face.

"I can surrender, but I have one condition!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mozun's eyes flashed brightly.

"What conditions?"

Mo Wenxia blurted out his consciousness.

"I can surrender, but you must help me become a strong emperor within three months!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mozun said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"good!"

Mo Wentian directly agreed.

In fact, in Mo Wentian's eyes, this was not a condition at all.

As long as the Demon Venerable submits to him, it will take less than three months, one month will be enough for the Demon Venerable to break through to the Emperor.

"Then give me the Devour Magic Body Art now!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian agreed, Mozun hurriedly said.

"etc……"

Looking at the Demon Lord who was begging to devour the demon body in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile.

"It's fine if you want the exercises, but before that, relax your mind and let this emperor leave a soul mark!"

This Demon Venerable thought quite beautifully, before he surrendered to Mo Wentian, he asked him for exercises.

"The imprint of the soul?"

Hearing this, Mozun's expression changed instantly.

The imprint of the soul, this thing is naturally very clear to the Demon Lord.

If Mo Wentian had planted the soul imprint, then his life and death would be completely under Mo Wentian's control.

And it is impossible for him to obtain the complete Devouring Demon Body and then leave the castle.

"This is impossible!"

Mozun's expression turned cold instantly.

"Yeah?"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.

"Mozun, your calculations are pretty good, but it's a pity that you met me, Mo Wentian!"

"It's delusional to want to get the Devour Magic Body Art from me and leave!"

"You don't have to agree to surrender. Although the devilish energy in your body is not very useful to the emperor, it still has some effect. If you swallow it all, maybe it can improve my cultivation!"

The cold voice resounded throughout the cave.

"you……"

Mozun heard Mo Wentian's words, his eyes were full of anger.

But Mo Wentian in front of him, with that terrifying suction power, with the current him, let alone a battle with Mo Wentian, as long as Mo Wentian uses the Heaven Devouring Art again, his life will be in danger.

"Surrender, or die!"

Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded again in the cave.

"I……"

Mozun's eyes were full of anger, but looking at those increasingly cold eyes, Mozun finally lowered his head.

"I surrender to you, you must help me become a strong emperor!"

There was a cold glint in Mozun's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"This emperor will not only let you break through to the realm of the emperor, but also help you repair the demon body, otherwise your body will scare my disciples!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled into a slight smile.

Demon Lord, finally surrendered.

"Can you still help me repair the demon body?"

"What you said is true?"

Mozun's eyes were full of awe-inspiring expressions.

Can his mutilated body really be repaired?

In fact, his current appearance is not what he wants. He has always wanted to restore a complete body, but when he cultivated the devouring demon body, the flesh and blood on his body became more and more mutilated.

"I never lie to anyone!"

"Relax your mind!"

The smile on the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense, and he said with a smile.

"bring it on!"

Mozun took a deep look at Mo Wentian, and then slowly let go of his mind.

"Slave God Seal!"

An ice-cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian made mysterious seals one after another.

The next moment, Yin Jue formed a slave word in the void.

The word "Nu" is extremely simple and simple, and then I saw the word "Nu", falling towards the center of the demon's eyebrows like lightning.

"ah……"

A scream came, and the Demon Lord rolled over in pain on the ground.

His strange face was even more pale.

A quarter of an hour later, Mozun stood up from the ground.

"Duan Fan, I have seen the master!"

Mozun knelt on the ground and looked at Mo Wentian with a respectful look on his face.

"Duan Fan!"

Mo Wentian smiled faintly.

"Get up!"

"Thank you, master!"

Mozun quickly stood up from the ground.

"You're not bad!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a smile slowly spread.

Immediately there was a flash of light in his hand, and a jet-black jade slip suddenly appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.