Chapter 1144

"Will the body be broken? Will the Dragon scales break?"

In his mouth, he said to himself. Don't ask the sky, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The immortal body broke through to the sixth floor. Mo Wentian knew the pain he suffered when breaking through.

Bing long said so, Mo Wentian was really worried about the small Jiao.

At this moment, Mo Wentian finally understood why the ice dragons said that many of them could break through the early days of the emperor, but in fact, only one in ten thousand could break through successfully.

"How about the broken body? How about the broken dragon scales?"

"Binglong, if you can break through, I'm sure you can break through!"

At this time, Xiao Jiao's sonorous and powerful voice instantly rang out.

In his eyes, at the moment, there was a strong and incomparable twinkle.

"Xiao Jiao, the emperor believes in you!"

As soon as Xiao Jiao said this, Mo Wentian's eyes also fell on Xiao Jiao.

"Boss, thank you!"

Hearing the words, a flash of light flashed in Xiao Jiao's eyes, and his heart was moved.

In Mo Wentian's heart, he regarded Xiao Jiao as his relatives. In Xiao Jiao's heart, he regarded Mo Wentian as his relatives.

"Xiao Jingcheng, Duan fan, fan Zeng, you all come to the hall with the emperor!"

The next moment, it seems that I remembered something. Looking at the people in front of me, don't ask Tianleng.

"Yes, Lord!"

"Yes, Lord!"

……

All the figures agreed quickly.

"Go!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared directly in place.

Looking at Mo Wentian's figure disappear, Xiao Jingcheng and others did not hesitate at all, and hurriedly followed up.

For a moment, when the figure of everyone appeared again, it had appeared in the hall of the kingdom of God.

The Lord of the hall sat on it, and Mo Wentian's figure sat upright. Looking at the people under him, his eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.

"Emperor, what can I do for you?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, fan Zeng and others looked at each other and couldn't help asking.

"Xiao Jiao, Huan Tian, give them what the emperor has prepared for them!"

Hearing the words, don't ask the sky, a flash of light flashed in your eyes.

Then, looking at Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian, he said coldly.

"OK, boss!"

Listen to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian seem to understand something.

"Buzzing..."

With a move of mind, a handful of artifacts appeared in the hall.

All the artifacts that appear here are perfect artifacts at the king level.

These artifacts are all the trophies of Mo Wentian in the tianniu clan.

"Emperor, this..."

"Emperor, these are all artifacts of King level perfection. What are you..."

"Emperor, you gave us a king level perfect artifact last time!"

……

Looking at the handfuls of artifacts, Xiao Jingcheng and others, their faces were full of impressiveness.

Return to God, look at Mo Wentian, and hurriedly say.

"The emperor knows it has been given!"

"These artifacts, the emperor wants you to refine them quickly to improve your accomplishments!"

Don't ask the corners of the mouth slightly raised, a smile instantly spread.

"Refining artifact to improve cultivation?"

"Emperor, these are all king level perfect artifacts, refined to improve cultivation, isn't it too wasteful?"

With Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jingcheng's eyes were extremely shocked, almost blurting out subconsciously.

"It's just some king level perfect artifact. If it's refined, it's refined!"

"What the emperor wants is your cultivation and rapid improvement!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and a flash of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

This time in these cities of the tianniu clan, there are dozens of King level perfect artifacts collected.

Refining some is used to improve cultivation, which is even more irrelevant for Mo Wentian.

"What are you still doing?"

"Take it down and refine it quickly to improve your cultivation!"

Xiao Jiao looked at the people in front of him, looking at Mo Wentian impressively, and raised a wanton smile at the corners of his mouth, laughing and scolding.

"Yes, yes, Lord Xiao Jiao!"

"Yes, Lord!"

"Thank you, Emperor!"

……

Xiaojiao's voice came, and Xiao Jingcheng and others instantly came back to their senses. Without the slightest hesitation, they hurriedly said respectfully.

Then, one person retreated with two king level perfect artifacts and some elixirs.

In an instant, there were only four people left in the hall, Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao Huantian and Binglong.

Mo Wentian let the ice dragon stay here because Mo Wentian also felt that Xiao Jiao's cultivation was about to break through. After all, the ice dragon had the experience of breaking through the realm of emperor.

His staying here is still good for Xiaojiao's breakthrough.

"Xiao Jiao, magic sky, ice dragon, you all enter the heaven pavilion to practice!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something. Looking at Xiao Jiao and others, he said coldly.

"OK, boss!"

"OK, boss!"

……

A dragon and a demon answered, without the slightest hesitation, the figure flashed and disappeared directly in place.

When it reappeared, the figure of a dragon and a demon had appeared in the pavilion of asking heaven.

As they entered the pavilion, there was only Mo Wentian left in the hall.

"My physique has broken through the sixth layer of the immortal body, the Jiulong holy body, and my cultivation has also broken through the middle of the king of heaven, with a spirit of 350 feet and a spiritual awareness of 30000 meters!"

"My strength, however, can be comparable to the early days of the emperor!"

"Such cultivation is not enough!"

In his mouth, he said to himself. Don't ask the sky. A cold light rose in his eyes.

Immediately, it seemed that he thought of something. Don't ask heaven's heart and thought secretly.

"Now for me, refining the king level perfect artifact and the blood and essence of the early warrior of the emperor have little effect!"

"If you want to break through, you must have stronger artifacts and blood gas!"

Originally, when he didn't fight with the strong in the realm of the emperor, Mo Wentian thought that with his terrible body of the nine dragon holy body, his fist was enough to resist the strong in the early days of the emperor.

But when it came to the real war, Mo Wentian found that it was not enough for him to compete with his body.

The difference in strength between the warrior in the realm of emperor and the warrior in the realm of emperor is that one is in the sky and the other is underground.

"Consolidate your accomplishments first!"

Take a deep breath, don't ask the sky, without the slightest hesitation, sit down cross legged directly.

For a moment, Mo Wentian entered the cultivation, and the surrounding uplift quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian.

And don't ask the breath of heaven, it is also slowly growing!

A day passes in an instant.

"Hoo Hoo..."

Don't ask the sky. Open your eyes and spit out a mouthful of turbid Qi.

"If this continues, when can I break through my cultivation!"

"I have to go to experience!"

Stand up and don't ask the sky. The cold light flickers in your eyes.